Mafia Hunters

The Return of Brian

I didn't think at all, it turns out there's a secret behind this Arkana family secret. If the views of the lay people of the Arkana family is a sultan family that is very well and cannot be poor. So the view for the core employees is that the Arkana family consists of a ruthless mafia sychopath entourage utilizing the abilities of Team Alpha.

But my view on the Arkana family has changed. Brother Brian who I once respected very much is one of the masterminds who made everything overlap.

Someone I thought was the best person, turned out to be the worst. I don't know why I feel so bad about this fact.

Stupidly I even put together a puzzle that is loose and irregular. I only have one reason, I wanted to kill my assailant 14 years ago with my own two hands.

I knew I wouldn't be able to do it, and only one person would be willing and able to help me Zidane Arkana. I need to be able to solve this and have a good reason to take down Brian in a way he couldn't have imagined.

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At two o'clock in the morning I picked up Brother Brian who had just got off his plane, as usual I immediately received his warm embrace.

Are we dating?!...Answer no!

I don't know how she feels about me, but I don't think we've got a friendly relationship. We're just coworkers who always get along, that's all.

Brother Brian even lifted my body while he was still holding me.

"You're being this easy, didn't Zidane feed you well?" ask Brother Brian.

"She only prepared the istan noodles in the kitchen of the house that I wanted !" I said act annoyed.

"What a fuck of mine, are you happy to be back in my arms like this?" tanyakanya.

"Don't put me down first, it's not good to see a lot of people !" I said.

Brother Brian did it in the crowd, although at midnight many pickups were waiting for passengers who had just arrived at the airport.

Is this thing a criminal, why am I so worried...

His face, his expression was always cheerful. And this person is also very attentive with all of his co-workers.

But Xia and his father couldn't possibly lie to me.

Brother Brian forced to drive a car and went straight to his house. I also came in and helped him carry small items that were not too heavy. Brian dropped two large suitcases from the trunk of the car.

"Stay here, it'll be morning soon!" said Brother Brian.

"Yes, I'll stay here!" I said, we entered the house, and I accidentally peeked at her door pin number and memorized it.

Brother Brian lives in an ordinary residential complex house, but big enough to live alone. The furniture in his house is very thick Javanese ethnic nuances, making me somewhat in disbelief that this is Kak Brian's house.

Brother Brian is a person who is quite flexible and instant, it seems that the feel of this house will not make it comfortable.

It's not the first time I've been in this house, but it's the first time I've seen the contents of this house so thoroughly.

"So, don't you like that parabot with carved wood, right ?" my many.

"Ohhhh these sabots are my father's fainthearting! It's a pity that it was thrown away, so I brought it here!" he answered, he put the suitcase he was carrying in his room.

I went to the kitchen for a drink, this house is only one floor with a spacious and clean kitchen. The kitchen here is minimalist style with glass doors that go straight to the side yard that looks beautiful even at night.

I returned to the living room which consisted of a television room and a small library there. I sat on the long white sofa and leaned my body there.

"You're sleepy, huh?" ask Brother Brian.

"My body feels like it's going to crumble!" I said honestly.

"You can sleep in that room!" he said he showed me the door next to this tv room and I went in and the lights went on.

Why is that room exactly the same as my first. The room of a Junior High School girl with a Single-sized mattress and pink wooden cabinet, with wide glass on the outside wall. My stepfather changed it because I used to love seeing stars in the sky.

I tried to control myself, but my chest was too tight and I came out of the room with hunting breath and cold sweat coming out of my forehead.

"Jane, what's wrong with you?" asked Brian who approached me.

"I'll just sleep with you, brother!" I said carelessly, how can I sleep with Brother Brian.

"The room has a lot of dust, hasn't it been cleaned for a long time?" my reason, indeed the room smells stuffy like it never flowed air circulation in a long time.

"I don't think my maid cleaned it!" said Brother Brian.

Brother Brian led me to his spacious and minimalist room but with the usual wooden parabots there were no carvings.

He put me to sleep on the right side of the bed and he slept on my left side.

"Are you still traumatized if you touch a man?" tanyakanya.

"Trauma how?" I asked, I never told Brian anything about what I had experienced.

"Usually you'll keep your distance from me!" inexplicably.

I tilted my body and looked at the face of Brother Brian who was sleeping on his back.

"Mwsa am I?" I asked, I actually realized I was too excessive but I could not control myself if it had been touched by the opposite sex.

Brother Brian was lying on his side towards me as well, and I reflexively rewinded my body from him.

"That! You just said you don't like me, by rewinding your body!" said.

I looked at Brother Brian's face, which was turned against the light on the table next to the bed.

This face.....

My memory suddenly goes back to what happened 14 years ago. The shape of the face was vaguely what I had seen before I fainted, because my assailant hit me in my head in the living room of my house first.

I was shocked, because I remembered something that seemed to have disappeared from my head.

"Who is the one who is meeting at dawn like this !" brother Brian said, he immediately got up from the bed and came out of the room.

While I was still dumbfounded and trying to gather into my consciousness again.

Is Brother Brian the culprit?!

If not why would I react like that.

Is winning just a coincidence?

The shadow, why do I remember what happened that night...

I heard two men talking, because the door of the room was not closed tightly. I got out of bed and out of Brian's room.

In the tv room, the room right in front of Brian's room. Zidane in black casual clothes, sitting on the white sofa in front of the tv, he looked at me for a moment who had just come out of Brother Brian's room.

I bow my respect to Zidane, because he's still my boss now. I walked in front of him past him to the kitchen to approach Brother Brian who was preparing a drink for Zidane.

Why is he here?

Does he think I'm going to betray him?

Don't let him think I'm betraying him...

I snatched two glasses in Brian's hand. "Let me, brother!" I said with a sweet smile towards him.