〖JJBA - EN〗- Last Judgement

Chapter 93: Diavolo.

Sardinia, Italy. April 9th, 2001.

"Look good. Even at Interpol or the Sardinian police, no trace of the print?" Bucciarati asked.

"No, I can't find anything", (Y/N) answered while tapping on the keyboard. "If the Boss has a criminal history, everything should have been erased.

- There must be something left.

- Certainly, otherwise he wouldn't be trying to eliminate his daughter," Risotto added on the opposite sofa. "He is afraid that we could find him.

- ... and among the deceased?" Giorno asked. "Maybe he pretended to be dead?

- Let me try", (Y/N) answered.

There was a silence where only the keyboard could be heard. And then Trish groaned.

"He is unforgivable."

All eyes fell on her, but no one dared to answer. Apart from Risotto, whose emotions hadn't been turned upside down by Abbacchio's disappearance.

"I'm sure he's the one I faced. He must surely be very close. We could still-

- Not now", Bucciarati cut him off. "We have to be sure of his identity before we kill him, or he'll get us."

Risotto sought (Y/N)'s gaze as if to ask her what her orders were. She simply nodded, her face closed. So he sighed. And the young woman added.

"We need his real face if we want his name. But... I can't find any matches in the files.

- Damn it", Bucciarati groaned, "he's smart. We can't track him down."

Everyone was about to give up, but the computer started to crackle. (Y/N) frowned. And she jumped when a voice suddenly emanated from the device.

"You are wrong! Your research on him is over."

The young woman frowned a little more. That voice... she knew it, that was for sure. But she couldn't associate a face.

"Now you need a way to defeat him! I was waiting for you! People like you who are looking for that person more than anything!

- Turn it off, (Y/N)!" Bucciarati exclaimed. "We've been spotted!

- (Y/N)?!" the voice in the computer repeated.

(Y/N) shivered. Of course she knew that voice. She had simply never heard it speak in such perfect Italian.

"... Jean Pierre?!

- Hehehe... That's for a surprise...

- (Y/N), do you know this person?" Giorno asked.

(Y/N) was not smiling, but her face was lit up with a glow of joy. She leaned against the back of the sofa, heaving a small sigh of relief.

"It's been a long time, old man... I didn't recognize you, I guess it's thanks to Rohan that you speak Italian so well?"

- Touché.

- He's our ally?" Bucciarati asked, worried.

"Yes, I am your ally! Want to defeat Diavolo?

- ... "Diavolo"?" Trish repeated.

"Trust me. I watched this line knowing that one day I would come across someone wanting to kill Diavolo. I've been waiting a long time, months actually. I am your ally!

- I believe so", (Y/N) replied simply.

"How to be sure?" Bucciarati asked. "Because he knows you, is that supposed to prove his good will?