United States·New Hampshire·Manchester

The fluttering gust of wind blows up Fuika's furry fur. Manchester's snow this year has come exceptionally early, and the white snow is like flying goose feathers.

Everything you see is a place of clarity.

She was wearing white fur, walking on black boots, her skin was also bright white by the snow, and braids woven into complicated patterns emerged from the bottom of the hat. It is wrapped in a nice long coat with ethnic style.

A pair of bright blue eyes reflected the white snow like a clouded sky.

Next to her stood a silent man. The man was wrapped in a thick scarf. He was more than 1.9 meters tall, without a hat, showing short white hair. His face was also wrapped in a scarf, showing only a pair of light blue eyes. Pupils, deep sunken eye sockets.

Fujka heard uniform prayers coming from the church, which was somewhat Gothic but very simple, and the white snow was blown up by the wind as subtle as catkins.

"Thank my lord. Amen."

There was a very neat prayer resounding inside, and the prayers on Sunday ended in this way.

Fuyka heard the sound of the end and saw believers of different looks come out from it. Fuyka's dress is a bit simple and the person is very beautiful, so he can always be watched by many people.

People were almost finished, and Fuyka walked in with the tall man from outside.

Fuika looked up. The priest was sorting out the materials for his sermon. There was a cross-shaped window on the wall behind him, covered with snow.

"Father Puqi," Fuika said with a smile.

Pucci raised his eyes, smiled, and stepped down from the platform, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm taking you down, Miss Fuika."

"It doesn't matter, I am outside listening to the Lord's favor."

"It's still cold here. Come to the house with me." Puqi glanced at Fuika, then looked at a strong man behind him, "This is?"

"My disciple is just a destined person."

Puqi nodded and smiled at him, the tall man with gray hair also politely responded.

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Puqi's living room looked very narrow. Although Puqi was actually a very famous priest, cathedrals all over the United States invited him to be a priest, but he refused.

Instead, go to the most remote town here in Manchester to be an ordinary priest.

"I actually didn't expect you to come in person." Father Puqi said.

"I happen to be in Greenland, so it will be more convenient to come here. I am also a rootless person. It is my purpose no matter where I go." Fuika squinted and smiled, her eyes curved into beautiful arcs because of her smile. .

She looked like she had just turned twenty and was somewhere between a woman and a girl.

"If I am looking for you, there is something important." Pu Qiyan said unfinishedly.

Then Fuika quickly understood what he meant, and motioned the white-haired man behind him to go outside.

The white-haired man was wearing long black boots and his eyebrows were dyed white by the wind and snow. He walked out silently.

Sure enough, Puqi took out a dozen pages of paper from a box.

Fujka's eyes were bright, showing a curious look.

"Surely you already know this thing, right? Miss Fuika." Puqi said the paper and handed it to him.

Fujka took the papers with some doubts——

"I've seen it, although only a few times, I didn't expect Father Pucci to have it too."

"I got it from a few old friends." Puqi said.

Fujka thought quietly for a moment, and felt that DIO's subordinates should have given him it. After all, the notebook was scattered by the DIO's subordinates in the hands of the woman who claimed to be the Virgin.

Father Puqi is indeed related to DIO.

"These things were called [God's Whispers] by a man named The Fool, and they have been partially interpreted, and it turns out that what he interpreted is indeed correct."

"Because of his interpretation, these papers have doubled in value overnight and become what everyone wants."

"I was fortunate enough to get a few of them, I think they are the Lord's favor." Puqi said lightly: "I want to interpret, but I can't interpret after exhausting various methods. In the end, I can only put them aside."

"Miss Fujka, you are so knowledgeable, is there any way to interpret it?"

Fujka looked sorry, "I heard people say that after the Fool interpreted [God's Whispers], each piece of information sold for hundreds of millions of yuan. If I had this ability, I would have done this a long time ago."

The light in Puqi's living room was a bit dim. Because of the cold, the doors and windows were tightly closed, so the room was very dark, and Fuika's profile was scorched by the warm stove.

"That's what you said, but can we discuss it? We can also think of the method that a fool can think of."

Fuika thought about it for a moment. She and Pucci have a normal relationship, but Pucci is an important person in Jonson's meeting on the fog, but after that meeting, Jonson has never looked for Pucci.

Fujka wants to pull others above consciousness. The most important thing is to meet this person and record his brain waves, so she can pull Puqi, also because he has met Puqi.

But I've only seen it once, because Fuika had seen Puqi's face and thought he was an extraordinary person.

However, I didn't expect that Master Jonson would not be able to read the picture at all, but he could care about Pucci. This is actually very strange, Fuika could not foretell Jonson, and he always felt endless darkness every time he did the fortune-telling.

Jonson is a person who cannot be fortune-telling, an existence he cannot touch.

That's why she respected Jonson very much, as if she was serving God.

Puqi suddenly contacted Fuika, which made her very strange, but decided to meet Puqi and told Jonson about it. The person outside was the one sent by Johnson to protect Fuika, the PASSION person. .

Jonson wanted to kill Pucci, and Fuika knew that, although he didn't know why, there must be a wound between the two kings.

Because of Puqi's face, he is also the proud son of heaven.

Now that Pucci's traces are known, there is no need to wait. Fuika sends the information to Jonson, and he is now on his way to the United States.

"Is Miss Fuika a stand-in messenger?" Puqi asked Fuika suddenly.

This matter stopped Fujka, how should he answer? Is Puqi a stand-in messenger? If he is, he can immediately use his stand-in to test whether he is a stand-in messenger, and if he lie, it is easy to be discovered.

If you don't lie, Lord Jonson has already confessed many times and cannot say that he is a stand-in.

Moreover, what is Pucci's ability? She gently put her hand under her coat, there is a button there, as long as Puqi takes a shot, the white-haired man outside will come to rescue her.

Fuika was caught in a dilemma.

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White snake

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