JOJO, The Escape from Real Diavolo

Chapter 102 Mexican Sunglasses Gang

It's haunted again; this time it might not be a joke.

"How is it haunted? Are the sunglasses haunted? Are all people wearing sunglasses not human?"

"Uh... no, young man. Actually, I was exaggerating, since it's just a legend, just to get your attention..."

"...So, what legend are you trying to convey?"

"Okay, I'm happy if you're willing to listen."

The old man finished another glass of wine and a glass of carbonated beverage that Chen Miaowen hadn't finished, saying he wouldn't mind.

"Ahem, let me tell you... In the world of Mexico, it's full of drugs, you should know that, right? There's an organization there called the Sunglasses Gang. Well... if you want to ask me why I know so much, you're asking the wrong question. I'm just repeating what I've heard. I'm not a member of the gang. Don't even think about finding the police to arrest me. I don't know anything. You'll only make the officers waste their time."

Who asked you? Can you stop talking nonsense?

Chen Miaowen's smile was forced.

"Ahem, enough rambling... This gang used to be the top organization in Mexico's drug trade, but one thing happened that rendered it a mere shell of its former self."

After finishing a segment, the old man took another sip of wine, seemingly deliberately keeping someone in suspense.

"This whole thing happened because the organization's leader died inexplicably, taking his woman with him before he died. The outside world says it was a suicide pact, but the Sunglasses organization collapsed simply because of this. They clearly had someone to succeed him, but because of internal disunity, although everyone respected the leader, the successor was split into two factions. While the leader's death might affect the gang, the successors were still there! It's not like the organization was completely destroyed before even choosing a next leader!"

Chen Miaowen had a different opinion. For example, the war for position was so intense that if no leader could be determined, the two groups would give up and say, "If we can't determine a leader, then let's not determine one. Let's all have a bad time and destroy the organization!" He thought that such an outcome was very likely.

"...I know what you're thinking, but the truth is, the boss's death definitely won't cause the organization to collapse. Do you think this is something out of those action-packed novels?...I'm the passionate boss, I know how things work out. Some of my members deeply respect their boss, while others want to betray him—you know that, all gangs are the same. But these organizations, unless someone deliberately suppresses them from the outside, will never disband, even if I die...because the members need the organization as a channel to survive and make money. Selling drugs is a very lucrative business! Who would want to waste this channel? Even without a boss, they'll quickly elect a leader for this channel. This process might be very long and difficult, but it will definitely end. After that, it will be the era of another boss..."

Diablo patiently explained to Chen Miaowen in his mind, which was a rare occurrence, and it was considered that Chen Miaowen accepted it.

"So, what's next? Could it be that the dead boss and his wife opened the coffin?"

"Hiccup~, actually it's pretty much what you said... Next, another pair of bosses and their wives appeared, and these two looked exactly like the two who died in a suicide pact."

"Huh? You're kidding, right? Are you sure you checked whether the bosses are alive or dead? Are those two corpses still lying in the coffins?"

Chen Miaowen still hadn't anticipated how the story would unfold.

"Keep listening to him."

"Of course I'm not joking. The eldest brother who died in the coffin is still dead. He didn't come back to life, nor did he revive... He's not the so-called twin brother and sister-in-law. What kind of coincidence is that?"

"So, all the members looked just as terrified as you. Anyone who wanted to leave the organization was dealt with quietly, and no one would know about it. It was like they suddenly disappeared, or were suddenly bitten to death by a ghost. Who would still do that? This is haunted! Who would dare work for a ghost? That would mean death!"

"So, the members all started to riot and run away, but not many dared to lay a hand on these two strange leaders, because whether it was a sneak attack or poisoning, the leaders dealt with it easily, and once the perpetrator was found, they lost their heads."

"However, some escaped, some died, and basically not many people escaped the organization. Those who did escape were all on this ship, probably only a few."

"The origin of this ship is not simple either. It is the ship that those two bosses once rode on. As for how it got here, we should ask the original members of the organization, such as that captain in sunglasses."

Chen Miaowen was somewhat moved, then suddenly realized something and trembled.

"So, why do people say this ship is haunted?"

"Ah, it's because...you should know, right?"

The old man, slightly drunk, suddenly perked up as he spoke, his eyes darting strangely to the other person's left.

Chen Miaowen wasn't stupid, so he didn't say anything and started to turn his body away.

To his left, a young woman wearing sunglasses and a black off-shoulder tank top passed by. Although her eyes were not clearly visible, she had a pointed chin and full lips, so she must be a beauty.

A beautiful woman in high heels approached the front desk and ordered the bartender, whose gaze seemed off, to bring her drinks.

"Cough cough... Ah, I think I'm drunk. Young man, could you help me out? Thank you... And waiter, goodbye."

The old man suddenly became completely drunk, even unable to open his eyes, his cheeks flushed, even though there hadn't been any signs of him about to die from drunkenness just moments before.

"He's a true veteran actor."

Chen Miaowen remained expressionless, his gaze not lingering on the beautiful woman for even a second, before helping the old man stagger up the stairs.

During the journey, he was terrified that the woman would suddenly call out to him and then start a flirting scene straight out of a novel.

"Thankfully, no."

The old man surfaced on the deck, and after the sun overhead stung his eyes, he suddenly regained his energy and started running.

"Hey, keep up."

He pointed into the distance and hopped away.

Chen sighed.

"You go first. The other party doesn't seem to want to come up. As long as you don't deliberately announce the secrets you're keeping, I don't think it's a problem."

"Haha... No, I won't tell you unless you get far away from here. I'll let you figure it out yourself."

"Okay, okay, okay."

The ship was so dilapidated that it was an eyesore; there were even some pieces of wood sticking up on the deck to seal the edges.

"Okay, I think this distance is enough. If I keep running, I might step on a nail."

The old man took a breath and began to get serious.

"Let me tell you, that woman is the resurrected First Lady, the one who caused all this trouble."

"Hehe, I'm not surprised at all."