Mafia Hunters

Sure But Doubtful

"If Zidane orders me to get rid of him, then I will get rid of Brother Brian!" I answered a little doubt.

I said that because I was so sure that Brother Brian couldn't possibly have made a mistake that made me have to get rid of him. Brother Brian is a man who respects Arkana a deserted group of anyone.

Therefore, Brother Brian could not betray the company that he is so great.

Meri looked at me so intensely she was looking for doubt in my words.

"OK!" Meri says.

It looks like Meri agreed to my order to send all the data about the illegal arms smuggling done by Mr. General to my laptop.

"If something bothers you! You can call me anytime, I'll help you!" said Meri.

Not that I feel relieved, but my heart even feels something stuck. As I thought, the task that Zidane gave me was no ordinary task.

I kept watching my laptop screen, as Meri was trying to send all the data files that Team Alpha had, regarding Mr. General's illicit business.

"The last one is the data that I think is very kidnapping!" said Meri after she finished copying data files from her computer into my laptop.

I immediately checked the last data file that Meri sent me. It turns out that it was about all the drug dealers who received illegal weapons from the General.

Since it was late at night I decided to check the data file at home only.

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Although I only caught a glimpse of the data file that Meri sent me, I could already see the awkwardness.

I was confused myself, why should I report it to Mr. Zidane or not.

Because if I report that to Mr. Zidane, that tyranny will definitely shut down the General and Brother Brian who committed the fraud.

But if I don't report that to Mr. Zidane. Then I'll be put in the labyrinth room, if the crazy mafia finds out I'm hiding something from her.

As a result of great confusion, I walked back and forth between Mr. Zidane's house and the house I occupied.

"What are you doing?"

A voice shocked me half to death.

Because I think everyone's asleep, except for a few bodyguards who were assigned to guard this house. I was also sure that the guards who were still awake would not use such harsh words to rebuke me.

Not to mention my surprise I immediately turned to the direction of the origin of the sound.

It turned out that the one who rebuked me was Mr. Zidane. Unlike usual who look very neat, this time Mr. Zidane uses clothes that are quite relaxed. Black oblong shirts and matching cotton-based trousers.

"Yesoooo!" I don't know what to answer. "What is your father doing?" I asked Zidane.

"I just want to go for a walk!" Zidane said.

I was glued for a moment with this very relaxed Zidane visual. Her hair is usually neatly styled, now looks natural.

"I have to rest, good night!" I intend to leave in the presence of Zidane.

"Can you go to my room before you take a break?! I have something to talk about!" zidane said with a tone of voice.

He had to hesitate, because it cut my rest time almost every day. But I also could not refuse the order of my master.

"Good!" my answer. "But I have to take a shower!".

Hope so.

But after the shower I didn't think about the romantic evening with Zidane, but I instead thought about my death and Brother Brian's.

Before taking a shower I had time to check the Data File sent by Meri into my laptop.

The file is clearly written, if there are some containers that have never existed in the black market of Indonesia.

I'm confused what to say to Zidane. If I explain in detail about my discovery, I fear that tyranny will be instantly enraged.

But I also can't ask Brian directly. I don't know why Brother Brian let that date happen.

But Brian's silence on this foreign custody case, it can be ascertained if my role model is cheating on Arkana Group.

I thought about it long enough but I can't guess the exact reason Brother Brian did that.

If Brother Brian wants wealth and power, it's not hard to make Arkana a group his own.

He didn't have to commit such fraud secretly like this. All the members of the Arkana family besides Zidane, would have strongly agreed if Brian proposed any business idea.

What exactly is the purpose of Brian doing this.

What the man I thought of as my own brother, is beating the drums of war for Zidane.

If it is so, why did he make me stand here, by his enemy's side.

Because I think too much that I don't pay attention to my appearance.

I only wear a short pajama suit and my hair is just a bun up. I didn't have time to change my appearance, because I was in front of Zidane's room.

It must be rude to meet a boss with this appearance, but it is even more rude to make the boss wait for me even longer.

When I entered Zidane's room, the man was sitting up on one of his luxurious couches in such a charming manner.

"I'm usually good at holding back from being scheduled!" said Zidane, the man who now looks like a normal man in general was looking at me with passion. "But lately it seems I've gotten out of control easily!".

"Hehhhh?!" I was wrong because of Zidane.

Zidane let out a long sigh, I don't know what he thinks of me this time.

But I've decided, if I'm going to stand here Zidane if Brother Brian wants to fight.

"No!" zidane said. "Have you found anything?" he continued to ask.

"I found something!" I said.

I filed a flash disk containing copyan files from the Monitoring Room.

"Sit down here! I want to see it!" Zidane said.

The tyrant found the sofa next to him, gesturing me to sit next to him.

I immediately complied with his request, because nearby there was indeed a laptop that I could use to open the flash disk I was carrying.

I didn't want to talk to Zidane anymore, so I stuck a flash drive into the laptop and I went straight to the file I wanted to show him.

But I immediately flinched as Zidane brought his body closer to mine. Because I could feel his breathing around my nape and neck.

I went straight to Zidane. Our eyes looked at each other suspiciously.

"The file is open!" zidane said, but his sharp eyes still looked me in the eye with meaning.