In the city of Naples, within a high-end restaurant.
The environment here was elegant, the atmosphere comfortable, with the beautiful music played live by a pianist echoing in the tastefully decorated hall. The air was filled with the fresh scent of flowers.
Guests sat in small groups by the large, crystal-clear floor-to-ceiling windows, lazily enjoying the afternoon sunlight while sipping afternoon tea and engaging in light conversation.
This was indeed a restaurant with a certain level of sophistication.
However, Lee Sin’s behavior was quite out of place, disrupting the “high-class” ambiance:
He sat sprawled in his seat, using a dining knife in his left hand to pick up a whole piece of steak, while his right hand rolled up a large heap of pasta with a fork. He was shoveling food into his mouth, grumbling with his mouth half-full:
“Ah… if only I had a pair of chopsticks…”
“……”
Giorno sat beside him, holding a cup of tea, observing Lee Sin with a look of exasperation.
Compared to the unrefined eating manner of Lee Sin, Giorno’s actions while drinking tea made him look like the epitome of an English nobleman.
“Hahaha…”
Noticing Giorno’s subtle gaze, Lee Sin stopped and wiped his mouth with a napkin, laughing:
“Sorry.”
“I’ve killed several people since this morning but haven’t had a bite to eat.”
“If I weren’t so hungry, I wouldn’t be in such a rush to find a place to eat.”
“Besides…”
“It’s rare for me to splurge on such fancy Western food.”
“If it weren’t for the money I got from defeating enemies, I’d be quite pained to spend it.”
He spoke nonchalantly about killing and robbing, as if he were recounting a story about finding loose change on the street.
“Alright…”
Giorno didn’t want to waste time on such trivial matters as table manners.
Taking advantage of the moment when Lee Sin wasn’t stuffing food into his mouth, he quickly asked:
“Lee Sin, you already told me the boss’s name and explained his Stand ability.”
“Do you have any other useful information?”
“Well…”
Lee Sin scratched his chin, looking a bit embarrassed:
“I had ‘Blinding Monk’ mode on the whole time, so I could only sense a vague outline and couldn’t see Diavolo’s face clearly.”
“So… aside from the name and Stand ability, I can’t provide any more information.”
“Then how do you plan to find Diavolo?”
“Just knowing these things isn’t enough to launch a counterattack against him!”
Giorno directly questioned:
“Besides Diavolo, do you know any other information related to the organization?”
“For example, their personnel details, organizational bases, internal structure, sphere of influence, or operating methods…”
“…….”
Lee Sin fell silent.
A sense of embarrassment slowly crept over his face, causing Giorno to sense something amiss.
“Hey… Lee Sin.”
“Are you telling me that after all your confident talk about taking down the organization, you actually don’t know how to find them?”
“Uh…” Lee Sin awkwardly replied, “Technically speaking, that is indeed the situation.”
Giorno sighed in frustration, looking quite despondent.
He realized, after being roped into this, that the seemingly reliable leader actually didn’t know how to navigate the ship.
“But…”
Lee Sin quickly changed the subject:
“I do have one lead!”
“Do you know Bruno Bucciarati?”
He pronounced Bucciarati’s name slowly and looked at Giorno with an expectant gaze.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
Giorno pondered the unfamiliar name before asking curiously, “Should I know him?”
“Uh… you don’t know him yet.”
Lee Sin felt a bit disappointed.
Having only seen two episodes of the anime, the only leads he had were the names “Giorno” and “Bucciarati.”
Giorno had appeared before him not long after he came ashore, seemingly by a stroke of fate.
But Bucciarati…
“Where is this guy now?”
“Where should I go to find him?”
Lee Sin muttered to himself, appearing deeply concerned.
Unlike Giorno, who was still a middle school kid, Bucciarati, based on those two episodes, was likely already involved in the underworld.
As an insider of the organization, if Bucciarati could defect to their side like in the original storyline, he could bring a wealth of valuable information to help them launch an attack against Diavolo.
“Although I’m not sure why, it seems like…”
“This Bucciarati guy is the key to breaking the deadlock, right?”
Observing Lee Sin’s subtle and complex expression, Giorno understood that Lee Sin must have some undisclosed information.
He didn’t pry into the source of Lee Sin’s information but directly asked:
“Besides his name, do you have any other details that can help us find him?”
“Well…” Lee Sin thought carefully and said:
“Bucciarati is a member of the organization.”
“Though I can’t be certain, he should already be a minor leader in Naples by now.”
“A member of the organization?”
“So, you plan to break through from within the organization?”
Giorno’s frown eased slightly:
“In that case… if he’s indeed a minor leader in Naples, I have a way to find him quickly.”
“Oh?” Lee Sin was curious. “How?”
Giorno took a sip of his tea from a delicate porcelain cup:
“You’re a foreigner, so you might not know.”
“In Italy, the connection between ordinary people and the Mafia is very close.”
“No matter what business you run, if you don’t pay the local Mafia protection money, your shop sign won’t stay up.”
“And accordingly, when the Mafia receives protection money, they have to follow the rules of the underworld and provide protection to the shop.”
“If someone causes trouble in the shop or some blind robbers steal from the shop, the Mafia will do their best to help the shopkeepers.”
“Of course, there are also many cases where they take the money and do nothing.”
“But as far as I know, the Mafia in Naples are very ‘dedicated.'”
“Especially those large supermarkets, shopping malls, cinemas, and high-end restaurants; they are essentially the Mafia’s big money-makers. If something happens, the Mafia won’t just stand by.”
“I get it.”
Lee Sin understood Giorno’s point:
“As long as we cause trouble in any high-end establishment that likely pays a lot of protection money, we can use the tactic of ‘hitting small to draw out the big’ and follow the trail up…”
“Until the Mafia’s forces in Naples step in!”
“Then, we have a high chance of meeting Bucciarati directly.”
“Wait…”
He paused and looked at Giorno with a peculiar expression.
“Giorno, it feels like you’re suggesting I do something quite uncivilized.”
“Haha.”
Giorno rarely smiled. “I just made a suggestion; it’s up to you to decide how to proceed.”
“You’re just pushing the troublesome task to me?”
“Fine… I do have some experience with this.”
Lee Sin’s expression turned strange as he withdrew his gaze.
He then took a moment to gather his emotions…
Bang!
Lee Sin slapped the table hard, the sound echoing loudly.
“Manager! Where’s the manager?”
“Call the manager of this restaurant over!”
The loud, unruly shout instantly shattered the serene and elegant atmosphere of the restaurant.
The surrounding customers and waiters were startled into silence, except for the well-dressed restaurant manager, who barely maintained his composure.
He cautiously approached, speaking to Lee Sin in a calm and patient tone:
“Sir, what do you need?”
“Hahaha.”
Lee Sin laughed boisterously, domineeringly saying, “I want to order!”
“Order?”
The manager’s frown eased slightly as he replied cautiously, “You can just tell me your order, no need to shout.”
“Alright!”
Lee Sin slapped the table again, making a loud noise:
“I want ten pounds of fillet, chopped fine, and not a bit of fat on it!”
“And don’t let those dirty people handle it; you cut it for me yourself!”
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