"...Fuck!"
With a slightly hurried cry, the speeding car seemed to hit some invisible filthy thing.
"Hm?"
Joseph instinctively looked over, only to discover that the one sent flying was not the enemy Stand User, but Fang Mo, covered in a huge mass of golden slime.
"Why was it you?"
Seeing Fang Mo get knocked away, Joseph was somewhat stunned, but he quickly realized something.
Since the pain earlier had hurt like hell, he had regained a bit of his youthful sharpness. After giving it some thought, he immediately realized that Fang Mo had to be behind all this.
The enemy's Stand had been causing trouble the entire time before, leaving Joseph too preoccupied to think.
But thinking back now, that doctor who had kept urging him to undergo surgery had clearly been suspicious, especially the feeling he gave off during their conversation. He had been exactly like Fang Mo.
"You actually disguised yourself as that doctor..."
Having figured it out, Joseph's face filled with disbelief. "You bastard, you actually operated on me?"
"As expected of Joestar the Second. You even figured that out."
Fang Mo, who had been sent flying by the car, slowly climbed up from the ground. Like nothing had happened, he dusted himself off. "So you knew all along, then deliberately controlled that car to hit me?"
"Not exactly."
Joseph instinctively shook his head. "That car just crashed into you for no reason."
"I see." Fang Mo slowly walked toward him. "Then it looks like Vehicle Killer's cooldown was up. Good thing it wasn't a cement truck, or I'd probably have had to relive old memories..."
"...Relive old memories?"
"Nothing."
Fang Mo did not elaborate and instead changed the subject. "Actually, I'd guessed from the beginning that this was a Stand User's ability. But to avoid