"Y/N! What brings you here?" my dad asked in surprise as I entered the restaurant. "It's been a while since I've been here so I thought I could stop by." "Job's keeping you busy huh?" "Yeah..." "Where's Namjoon?" "He's outside the restaurant making a call." "I'll go and make you two some dishes." "Thanks dad." "So? Did we get anything?" I asked Namjoon as I saw him coming in. "In Lee Chiwon's profile background it's written that he lived with his parents but they told detective Donghyun and detective Sungjin that he's been living in his own apartment for a few years now. They gave them the address of his apartment and they went to inspect it and found this." Namjoon said and handed me his phone. "A pin with the symbol of black wolf? Did they found something like this at Park Sunghoo's place?" "Not after the first inspection but I told Donghyun to go and search again. And they found the exact same pin." "Black Wolf... he's real Namjoon." "Yeah... we also know that Lee Chiwon was in the gun dealing business together with Park Sunghoo. He was in charge of finding new clients." "And now they're both dead." "I wonder who'll take Sunghoo's place now. He was basically the head of the gun dealing community." "There's only one person..." "Black Wolf? But what if he's not a person Y/N? What if that's just a symbol of unity between the mafia leaders?" "But what if he wanted to take Sunghoo's place? Or if Sunghoo's got on his bad side so he decided to eliminate him?" "What about Chiwon then?" "Either he stood by Sunghoo's side or Black Wolf found himself someone more competent for Chiwon's role." "That actually makes sense..." "I'm meeting Seokjin today. Let's hope he'll give us some useful clues."
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"Hey." "Rough day huh?" Seokjin asked upon seeing my tired face. "Don't even make me start. Have you got something for me?" "Yeah. Those Russian bullets you're interested in are not some ordinary type of bullets. They were used by the KGB officers." he said and handed me an envelope. "The KGB?" "It was the secret police force that was the main security agency for the Soviet Union from 1954 till 1991. Those markings you noticed on the bullets represent the slogan of the organisation." "If the force stopped operating in 1991 how are the bullets still being produced?" "They are not. A man named Dimitri Ivanov was one of the main operatives of KGB in its last years. While the organisation was still active, he was secretly collecting the supplies of guns and bullets." "He knew it'll probably bring him some good money once the organisation is no longer active." "Correct. What's also interesting about these bullets is that they, if aimed at the right body parts, can cause internal bleeding." "Which can be a lot more complicated and painful than the external one." "KGB officers made sure to collect all possible information from their victims." "That's why they made them die a slow and painful death. That's terrible." "Dimitri Ivanov mostly works with European customers but there was one loyal buyer from South Korea." "Park Sunghoo." "Yes... Everything you need is in that envelope I gave you. I hope you're gonna find the one who's behind all of this." "Thank you so much for this Seokjin, I don't know how I'll ever repay you." "Free meals at your father's restaurant should be enough." he chuckled. "Pack it up millionaire." I said making us both laugh. After we chatted a bit more, it was time for the both of us to go our own ways. I got inside my car and texted Taehyung that I'm on my way to his house. "Took you long enough." Taehyung said as I entered his house. "Sorry. It was a very important meeting. Seokjin gave me some important clues regarding the ongoing investigation." "What does he have to do with it?" Taehyung's brows furrowed in confusion as he wrapped his hands around my waist and pulled me closer to him. "I can't tell you that. It's top secret." I said making him chuckle as he pressed his lips on mine. "Taehyung whose car is parked outside?" a male voice spoke, making Taehyung and me break the kiss. "You're home early. Very unusual of you Jungkook." Taehyung chuckled. "It's my car." I said as I turned around to see a tall male figure dressed in leather jeans, black shirt and a leather jacket walking my way. "Oh, you must be Y/N right?" Jungkook asked smiling. "I'm Jungkook, nice to meet you." he said as we shook our hands. "Should I check if you have a license for that gun in your pocket?" I asked with a sly smirk on my face. "Go ahead officer." he chuckled. "Trust me brother, you don't want to get on her bad side." Taehyung said making us all laugh. "Did you guys eat anything? I could make us some noodles if you'd like." Jungkook suggested. "I'd love that." I said as we all headed to the kitchen. "So Jungkook, are you in the same business as Taehyung?" "Yeah." "What's with the gun then?" "Unlike my brother, I don't like having bodyguards." Jungkook smirked cockily. "That's why you often come back with bruises." Taehyung chuckled.
