The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
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Adriano turned his eyes to Marco and Coco. As usual, the blue-eyed man still looked calm.

While Marco who had taken out a gun, now has kept it back. He's closing in on Ignazio. “I've been looking for information about the Hand of Satan. However, my investigation always ended in a deadlock. Tell us something that can make me believe that the Hand of Satan is not just a stealth organization like a vagrant whose origins are unknown,” pinta man who is now getting used to keeping a thin beard on his face.

Ignazio laughed softly while looking at Marco. “Devil's hands are indeed difficult to trace his existence. They have no special place to serve as headquarters. In everyday life, members of these organizations spread and mingle with the community. No one can recognize, or can mark that they are members of a cold-blooded sadistic hitman,” explained the son of the detective Ranieri.

“Then, if such is the organization's system .. how can they attack with a group? They must still have a place to make preparations. It is impossible to devise a plan for a deadly attack just by telephone or social media briefing,” Coco denies Ignazio's explanation.

“You are absolutely right,” Ignazio with his clever performance against Coco. “Devil's hands are connected to each other. They have secret codes and symbols and cues that can only be understood by their fellow members. In Italy alone, it is estimated that there are about two hundred and fifty people who are members of this organization. The data was obtained from various sources in every area that had been the target of their brutality,” he explained again.

“How do I know that they are not the same people? As far as I know, members of this organization act by using a mask,” asked Adriano still did not understand.

Ignazio was silent for a moment. The man looked at the three men before him one by one. “Whatever an expert someone is, they must have made a mistake too. One of their members was caught. As we know, the Hand of Satan is an organization of assassins. It happened when they did a backup against one of the big businessmen in Verona. The personal bodyguard of the businessman managed to shoot one of them. The local police team tried to extract information from him. He says that they are moving under the direction of a top-class assassin, Aguila de la Selva (Elang Rimba),” Ignazio smirked a little when he mentioned that name. Coco and Marco looked at each other. Adriano had heard the name before from Marcus Bolt. The handsome man did not show excessive curiosity.

“I've investigated the origins of the Jungle Eagle. News about him is still confusing. There are reports that he is a native Spanish citizen who settled in America then moved to Belgium, and lastly he managed to recruit some people in Russia. The Jungle Eagle is a cold-handed assassin. He also often comes down directly to execute his target,” Ignazio explained again.

“Yes, as he did with Matteo de Luca,” Adriano's timps were flat, but managed to make Marco and Coco wide-eyed while looking at him simultaneously.

“Good. I think enough talk for today. You should leave immediately, because soon some members of the investigation team will come here. Remember with the cooperation I offered earlier,” Ignazio's attitude still looks arrogant at that time.

However, her confident look instantly dissipated as Coco pulled out her phone and smiled. “The cooperation plan has been recorded all here,” said the man with a satisfied laugh, which was soon followed by Marco and Adriano. The three men passed from before Ignazio who could only be transfixed. “Stupid basis,” taunted Coco. Although his words were not very loud, Ignazio could still hear them clearly. The man had thought, maybe that's why the police feel lazy to harass the mafia network. They're smarter than they seem.

Before actually leaving the place, Adriano stopped his steps for a moment and turned back to the man who was still glued to his place. “I will think about the cooperation plan you offer. Don't worry,” he said while smiling widely full of ridicule. The three immediately left the scene of the crime, and headed to the Palace de Luca in Palermo.

It didn't take too long to arrive at the Klan de Luca headquarters. Arriving there, Marco directs Coco and Adriano to his workspace.

“Where did you find out about the Jungle Eagle?” Marco, who had been curious since then, was finally able to ask directly to Adriano.

“I went to America instead of just spending money on vacation. Mia even knew that, because she came with me when we met someone named Marcus Bolt. According to his explanation, one of the bullets found inside Matteo's body came from a special weapon and was only owned by a certain person. One of the four bullets belonged to the Jungle Eagle. He even gave me a link,” Adriano said, sitting not far from Marco and Coco.

“Link about what?” coco asked seemed very interested in Adriano's words.

“I myself haven't had time to check it out. However, based on a quote from Marcus Bolt, I can use that link to hire a hit man who is also one of Matteo's killer snipers,” explained Adriano.

“So not a Jungle Eagle you mean?” ask Marco.

Adriano shook his head slowly. The man thought for a moment. “The hit man is a fellow Eagle of the Jungle. So, if we can catch the hit man, then that means we're one step closer to the man we're looking for right now. There is something certain, one of the four executors is someone who comes from the military. Either he is referred to as the Jungle Eagle or not. Marcus Bolt didn't tell me about it,” Adriano took a short breath while rubbing her forehead.

“I'm so dizzy to hear your explanation. You should have asked the man how he could have given you such a confident explanation, as if he really knew the ins and outs of the hit men, as if he were,” Coco immediately got up from her seat and passed towards the kitchen, leaving Adriano and Marco who could only look at each other.

"Tumben once he thought right," Marco said, taking out a cigar and offering it to Adriano, who was still thinking of Coco's words. Mia's husband refused. He didn't want to smoke a cigar at the time.

“Can't you just be normal, Adriano?” coco asked in a vexed tone.

Adriano, who was half looking up because he was drinking beer, immediately looked straight at Coco while frowning. “What do you mean?” tanyakanya.

“Yes, Coco! What do you mean?” timpal Marco who also looked at the curly-haired man was astonished.

“I think Adriano always pretends to be cool,” snorts Coco.

Almost the beer in Adriano's mouth was sprayed out, if only he did not quickly swallow. “I didn't do anything, I just enjoyed the cold drink you served,” he said defensively. Adriano nodded inexplicably. "I wonder how Matteo can bear to have a friend like you" he muttered softly as he clucked.

“Ya, but .. ah, stop!” Coco turned her face towards the large window on the side of the room.

“Be sure Adriano is much cooler than you, Coco. Even I who is a normal man can clearly judge how cool our brother-in-law is. Adriano must have beaten you in terms of conquering women,” praise Marco enthusiastically accompanied by laughter.

“I've never played around with women, Marco. I'm not a playboy. Since long ago there was only one woman, namely Mia,” Adriano's voice sounded slow, but it sounded convincing.

“In my opinion, you are just obsessed with Mia and trying to conquer her,” Coco argued.

Adriano shook his head with a small laugh. “I've even met Mia, long before she knew Matteo,” she explained casually.

“That's impossible!”

“Really?” marco and Coco together.

“Have it, it's not time we discussed it. We're gonna waste too much time on free,” Adriano and then grab something out of his shirt pocket. A piece of paper inscribed with something that made Marco frown.

“Turn on your computer! We'll investigate this link,” tell him.

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