Between people who might have died, between people who might or might not have died, between those crimes that might or might not have taken place.

Between reporting that investigation, when by normal means, they found nothing, talking to whoever held the secrets, meeting with your informant, that information, which may or may not be true, even the demons that always watched everyone around you.

There was no going back, the implications and all situations would not go back, there were consequences, suspicions became reality.

Death and life, even those who never imagined having contact, but looking around, the deepest desires, the opinion of their former contacts, knowing now, with whom they were dealing, in what they created at that time.

Even at that time, when he could make everything as pleasurable as possible, then, between his pleasures and his desires, for every time in his travels, that he was wrapped between each of her secrets, he was shrouded in mystery.

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Then hypnotized him and then continued work and sent her back, another one infiltrated the room holding and erasing all footage, then when a security guard came in, when the Suzaku demon promptly sent him after being hypnotized and sent back, in which they each transferred fifty billion dollars in trafficking, was drug money and illegal weapons that were transferred to Oswald's accounts. 


Since he would not be able to declare, or even prove that it was his, unless he promptly declared where he received it from, some amounts were in tax havens and they followed the money, in which each of them transferred to phantom accounts outside Europe and then erasing the tracks, both by magic and using technology, all this when some hypnotized Scarecrow's henchmen. 


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