He went in for each suspect, collected evidence, showed it in the two normal cases, he would prove that everything was nothing more than the suspicions he would have to show, with his evidence, he told himself and his allies, that his old enemies, the new mysteries now they didn't have time.
Even on his travels, in which he was entangled between each of his secrets, he trained and discovered that he had those that were easy to deny, death was no longer painful, death was not peaceful, everything was unconscious, even among the facts, even if cases increase, even the chance that everything could be different.
When he was shrouded in mystery, between his trainings, when everything was just one mystery case after another, from all the worlds and dimensions he traveled, when everything around him was shrouded in tales of the present, the past Yeah, in between the mysteries, around her, when she was a city between the world and between her travels through the multiverse.

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So when he bought them and rented them out to the mobster, not before renovating, he was paying architects and builders everything to make the secret passages that ran through the alleys and the sewers and the underground passages, and everything according to the costumes. 


At that hour, he knew that by periodically paying elderly women to slam doors and offer sweets and cakes, and to enter and leave objects and check houses, no one would suspect. 


Tsuki visited the man, he had a charm, but whenever he came back, Darkness wanted reports of what it was like to meet Capone, so he himself came to a time, when he didn't have many secrets, at least in his time travel. 


The problem is that Capone had early dementia and, soon after he was persecuted, and when he was released, he was already so weakened that he didn't remember his brother and business partner Ralph, Deirdre's grandfather. 


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