Jordan and Annie left Selina with the hint of investigating every accident report, whilst the new duo went off to explore a different route in the investigation.

Paying for his hotdog with Annie's money, Jordan lead her down the streets of New York.

Annie: Why did I pay for the hotdog?

Jordan: Technically, I paid for it, since I'm technically the guy who also writes your paychecks.

Annie: I don't work for money. I do it for free and the experience.

Jordan: Wait... You willingly decided to be an intern!?

Jordan: Pfft! Ooookay~

Jordan: At least you're still pretty.

Annie: Hmph! Isn't John supposed to be the brains? I guess that makes you the face, or ex-face since I'm around.

Jordan: Heh, let me show you the brains behind this face then.

Jordan: What do we know?

Jordan: People are suddenly getting jumped by random people.

Jordan: And the black anti-grav paint proves John was not only targeted but is investigating as well.

Jordan:(munch)

Jordan: Hmmm... I don't remember the country but in Europe, hotdog buns are fully enclosed like a mini baguette...

Jordan: And There a hole for the condiments and sausage... There are even double version for two different sausages.

Annie: What does that have to do with the case?

Jordan: Nothing, but it has everything to do with my thoughts on the country.

Jordan: Anyway....

Jordan: John's on the run. He'll likely try to get out of the city from roof top till he can't.

Jordan: He'll then speed through.... Unless he knows something we don't, which lets face it, he does.

Annie: How do we find him?

Jordan: Find him? You crazy? What's affected all those civilians will affect us.

Jordan: Finding him is the last thing we want without an idea of how theses incidents are getting triggered.

Jordan: That's why John isn't answering the calls as well. He doesn't want to risk it activating over the phone.

Annie: That can happen?

Jordan: Yep.

Annie: Then what's our next move?

Jordan: Nu-uh. I ain't coddling you sweetheart. Put your experience to the test and guess.

Annie: I'm a criminal psychology student. Not a detective.

Jordan: Guess.

Annie: Tch.... Fine, let's see...

Annie: We need to figure what's going on... So we should retrace John's steps?

Jordan: And where would that be?

Annie: The office!

Jordan: Le gasp! You also have some brain behind that pretty face.

Annie: Hmph! I'm not in college for nothing!

(Opening Theme)

Shizuka and Joan leave the Jojo detective agency, having not found either brother or Annie. The begrudging duo of mother and daughter get into a car, failing to notice, Jordan and Annie sneaking into the building.

Driving off, the two talk.

Shizuka: That hole in the wall... Jordan was there and in a fight.

Joan: Lack of paint means John wasn't involved. Meaning he wasn't there, thus we can conclude that he's looking for him.

Shizuka: He also wanted your father, so we don't know exactly the situation.

Joan: Pfft. That doesn't mean anything, I always want to talk to dad. He is the favorite parent after all.

Joan: Father of the year... And you know what? Mother of the year, he's earned that too.

Shizuka:(sigh)

Shizuka: So what do you think the situation is?

Joan: Unimportant.

Joan: We find John, we find Jordan after brunch. Jordy investigation skills are last place between the three of us.

Joan: He'll most definitely be late.

Shizuka: I'll contact the Speedwagon foundation to-

Joan: No need.

Shizuka: Hm?

Joan: We're dealing with family, there's no need to waste resources. I'll just use our bond as family to locate him.

Lifting her feet onto the dashboard, Joan shuts her eyes and focused.

Shizuka: You think you're able to just tap into that connection?

Joan: Hmph! Where you focused on Hamon. I focused on everything else.

Shizuka:(smiles)

Joan: Hmmmmmmm... Something.... Near the docks.

(Meanwhile....)

After some rummaging around, Jordan and Annie weren't having any luck on location John.

Annie: Nothing...

Jordan: Huh? What are you talking about? Don't you smell the perfume and the musk of a deranged daddy's girl?

Jordan: My mom and sister where here.

Annie: Eh? How does that help?

Jordan: Well... After a "tactical" call. They're on the hunt for me. And the best way to do it is through John.

Jordan: They're about to do all the heavy lifting for us.

Jordan: Following them, we can swoop in and steal the cake from right under their noses.

Jordan:.... Steal the cake... Food... Hotdog... No wonder I got sidetracked.

Annie:?

Jordan: The three victims were a delivery driver, waitress, and the manager of some ingredients delivery....

Jordan: All somewhat food related? It can't be a coincidence.

Annie: Yes it can. John was targeted too.

Jordan: Well yeah... But what if it's because he got too close to the truth.

Annie: The truth?

Jordan: Come on, use your criminal psychology and piece it together.

Jordan: Why would those three people be targeted? They don't necessarily work together, so what would someone gain by their deaths?

Annie; Hmmm...

Annie: Waitress... Manager... Driver....

Annie: If they aren't necessarily part of one group. Then they would be killed because they were in the way.

Annie: In the way of what?

Jordan: My guess is a party. The manager for the things they need to transport. The driver to make sure it gets there. And the waitress to set it up.

Jordan: It's a hunch... But it's good enough.

Annie: What about your mom and sister?

Jordan: If my hunch is right, we'll beat them to him. Call Selina, ask if the three were going to be part of a single event.

(Elsewhere....)

Following her daughter as she used the bond of blood to locate a relative.

Shizuka: I'm really impressed, Joan.

Joan: Yeah, yeah. You can thank me by giving Daddy a good suck. He works hard and deserve it.

Shizuka:.....

Joan: There!

Pointing at a warehouse, Joan quickly runs over to it. But Shizuka was left momentarily stunned. That particular warehouse was a place she had history with.

Shaking away the shock, Shizuka caught up with Joan who already broke into the warehouse.

Joan:(sigh)

The air was so cold they could see their breath for a moment until Shizuka grabbed Joan's hand and made them both invisible.

Joan: Tch.

Shizuka: Don't be rash. The element of surprise is powerful.

Joan: Hmph.

She pulls her hand away. Becoming visable.

Joan: I'm the strongest Stand user alive. I don't need to surprise anyone.

Joan: You can stay invisible just as long as you don't creep on me.

Becoming visible, Shizuka follows Joan further into the container filled warehouse. Joan used her Stand to rip open several containers to find sealed air tight bags of meat.

It was all meat, and more meat.

Joan:....

Shizuka: I don't like this...

Joan: Since when did you become vegan?

Shizuka: The aura... Its dark. Where's John.

Joan: Don't know... And I'm starting to suspect I didn't track him here.

Shizuka: Then who did you track?

Joan: The strongest aura.... It's strong enough that I can't pin point it.

Investigating further, the mother and daughter found a table covered with papers. Documents about transporting all the containers across the world. The two sensed something watching them.

Joan: If you're gonna stare, I'll have to charge you.

Shizuka: Come on out!

"No... I think I'll stay an watch."

A voice echoed, it's source impossible to locate.

Joan: What are you? A cousin? Long lost secret love child?

Joan:(stares at mom)

Shizuka: Why are you looking at me?

"I'm none of the above... I'm just the Woman who sold the world."

Joan: A mouth full.... You're probably uses to that if that's what you call yourself.

Joan: My brothers, you wouldn't happen to know where either of them are, would you?

"A lovely party."

Shizuka: Let's go, they aren't going to be any help.

Joan: I'm so tempted to say the opposite so we wouldn't agree but yeah...

Joan: I have better things to do then talk to a disembodied voice.

"I'll be waiting for my Lucky Strike... We'll meet again then"

The presence vanishes.

(Meanwhile....)

In a brightly lit room, John stood over seven people who were pinned to the ground with black paint. Stuck to his shoulder was a coin.

(Many Men)

On the other side of the room, stood the notorious gangster, Mr.Niceguy.

Mr.Niceguy:(smiles)

John:(panting)....

John: You aren't attacking... So it would seem this coin can only affect a certain number at a time.

Mr.Niceguy: Like it? I know you like Bizarre objects...

John: It's not a Stand... Not anymore at least.

Mr.Niceguy; You were snooping a bit too much, so when I saw it, I thought about you.

Grabbing the coin, Jojo found it magnetized to his hand. No matter what, the object wouldn't come off.

John: I might have to cut a bit of flesh, but I'll get it on you...

Mr.Niceguy: Good luck with that... You're tired, injured... And if you aren't careful, you'll make more enemies.

"Hee-hee!"

John/Mr.Niceguy:?

The coin was gone, as Annie on a window washers lift outside the building passed the room.

John: Annie?

Mr.Niceguy:!?

Jordan: Yeah... We saw your little tussle outside the window. She decided to take on the burden long enough for us to runite.

John:!!!?

Turning around, John saw his brother join his side.

Jordan: This is where the scene of the crime would have taken place, isn't it?

John: Yes.

Jordan:(smirks) My hunch was right.

Jordan: Listen up fancy pants! Come in quietly or we'll rip you a new one!

Mr.Niceguy; You must be the fabled Jordan Jostar. Heh...

Mr.Niceguy: It doesn't matter how many Jojo's there are. You can't beat me.

Jo/Jo; That's where you're wrong!

Jordan: We're both quite the menace on our own...

John: But together?

Jo/Jo; Not even the strongest Stand user can defy us!

Jo/Jo; "Paint It Black/Tenacious D"!!!

Paint It Black: BLACK!!!

Tenacious D; Skadoosh!!!

As PIB dripped paint, Tenacious D punched it over to Mr. Niceguy who summoned his stand to take the attack..

Feeling the gravity of the paint splatter push him, Mr. Niceguy felt another force.

Vibrations.

Mr. Niceguy: M-my b-body...?!

Despite it being his Stand, mr.Niceguy felt the pressure, combined with the vibrations across his body. The sensation was akin to a massage but it intensely grew and numbed his muscles.

Jordan: The combination of our powers will leave you down for the count.

Mr. Niceguy: This... Is nothing-

The floor beneath him turned to dust. Mr. Niceguy fell, vanishing from sight.

Jordan: Oh no you don't-

(Brrrzzzzzht)

Jordan and John found themselves outside, the police cars riding off.

Jo/Jo:!?

Jordan: Uhhhh... Did we just black out?

John: I'm not sure... Perhaps it's a Stand ability....

Jordan:(sigh) Let's leave him for another time, bro.

Jordan:(smiles) We got some catching up to do.

John:(smiles) Very well....

To be continued....