When the bedroom door closed, Lane nodded to allow him to speak. A man, known as a detective, looked around and checked the cleanliness of the room to make sure it was only him and Lane, and that there were only two of their employers. Before taking a brown envelope slightly larger than the palm of his hand from his suit and laying it on the table, the thickness of the objects in the envelope made the employer have to narrow his eyes, but he didn't ask anything but grab the envelope and open it to see.
There are photos inside. . .
Photographs of various postures and places. . .
If there is only one man in the photo called his brother and treasure, then Ran won't care anything, but there are others with Chanin in every photo.
He suddenly screamed about who the other person was. . .
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