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He opened the door of his house and entered the place where he missed a lot, the place has turned dusty and it was too hot in the house. "Please don't make yourself at home" Namjoon spoke as he removed his shoes.

"I wouldn't, My home is where my family stays" Jackson spoke as he walked into the house without removing his shoes, Namjoon sighed at the man's gesture.

"Please remove your shoes" Namjoon said as he opened the glass windows of the house, this was where Seokjin, Taehyung and Namjoon lived. He was back in his cozy house.

"So what's your plan big man?" Jackson asked as he explored the house.

"First of all we have to check on who knew about the secret projects, and then check into the background of the people" Namjoon walked into his room as he removed his shirt. He wanted to freshen up and get into his cozy dresses.

"Jackson can't you see that I'm changing" Namjoon sighed out as he watched Jackson peep into his room.

"Dude You're built!" Jackson gaped at Namjoon's body.

"Jackson please, I need some privacy" Namjoon said, huffing Jackson turned on his heels and walked away. He wandered down the corridor of the house.

He was met by two rooms but both of them were locked, sighing he walked down the corridor and he was met by a brown door. Turning the knob he smiled when the door opened.

He walked into the dusty room, pressing on the lights he was met by what looked like a storage room. Piles of dusty boxes stood at all corners of the room.

He frowned when he witnessed a white cloth over something big. Walking towards it he grabbed the cloth and tugged it down.

Dust soared as his eyes widened, their sat the most beautiful piano he has ever laid his eyes on. Mouth agape he ran his fingers over the shiny black surface of the piano.

He didn't know that the Kims liked playing the piano, why was it hidden in this room?

His gaze then fell on the box below the piano.

"Rkive" he read the words on it and crouched beside the box, opening the box he smiled looking at the photo frames.

Pictures of young Namjoon with a weird looking hairstyle.

He digged more into the box, his gaze falls on some old recording tapes and a record player, taking the two he insterted the recording into the player and pressed the play button.

A beat played and he bobbed his head impressed by the beats, and then someone starts rapping. That someone is none other than Kim Namjoon, Jackson was blown away at the first few words. "what in the ever loving heck" Jackson whisper yelled.

"What are you doing here" Namjoon's sharp voice made him flinch badly, the recorder dropped onto the floor. Namjoon quickly walked towards Jackson and snatched the record player and turned off the device. Then he placed it back in the box and pushed the box under the piano.

"Didn't know that you made music" Jackson said with a smirk making Namjoon clear his throat awkwardly.

"I used to when I was a teen" Namjoon slowly pushed the latter out of the room and locked the door behind them. 

"Why stop making music?" Jackson asked as he followed Namjoon down the corridor towards the hall.

"I had to focus on taking over my father's business" Namjoon answered and walked towards his home office. Opening the door he entered the room with Jackson trailing behind. The room was messy and untidy and that made Jackson scrunch his nose. 

"Why does this house feel so dead?" Jackson asked opening the curtains, he opened the window and let the cool breeze enter the office. 

"We weren't here for more than a month" Namjoon simply replied and sat on his chair then grabbed his laptop and started turning it on. 

"So Angel had been protecting you since I sold you to the Jeffery's?" Jackson asked with an arched eyebrow and Namjoon's jaw clenched. He clearly remembers the face of that Bradley James who treated them like slaves. 

"She saved us from him" Namjoon said making jackson scoff, but he shrugged his disbelief and grabbed a stool then sat next to Namjoon. They weren't here to fight, he had to let go of the grudges and focus on finding his father's murderer. 

"What are you doing now?" Jackson asked and watched as Namjoon typed away in the laptop, Namjoon didn't answer the latter instead his eyes wandered over the bright screen.

As he remembers Mister Wang's incident happened when he was eight which meant that it probably happened at 2000's and he clearly doesn't have those files in his laptop which also clearly meant that he has to visit the company. 

But those details would probably be in his father's personal laptop which is probably in the office or at his home. Namjoon sighed and closed his eyes. Jackson just tapped his fingers on the table till Namjoon speaks up. Namjoon's eyes fluttered opened and he looked at Jackson. 

"I have to visit the company" Namjoon said and Jackson frowned, the way Namjoon said it made him think if it was hard to do. What's so complicated about visiting the company?

"The old files are probably in my father's personal laptop" Namjoon slowly stood up and groaned when pain surged through his abdomen, the injury and pain is making him tired. Jackson clicked his tongue and stood up too.

"First of all I think you have to take some rest" Jackson said and Namjoon nodded. "I have to visit some places, I'll be here by night" Jackson placed his business card on Namjoon's table and waved him bye then walked out the door leaving the injured man alone.

Namjoon sighed yet again but then he smiled, "he is fun" Namjoon whispered. He had never had a real friend in his life, although Jackson and him were somewhat enemies a part of him wished that Jackson would be his friend in the near future.

This really was a beginning of a new friendship.

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"Have you located the place?" Hoseok who was driving the car asked glancing at Jimin who was busy with his laptop beside him. 

"Not yet, the thing isn't working properly" Jimin replied in a frustrated tone, right now they were trying to track down Tofu.

Their beloved pet wasn't home even after they sent the signal to the device that had been placed in Tofu and it worried them. Tofu was an intelligent Reptile, Both Akira and Tofu were found in a lab along with Baekhyun.

They had saved the three from dying and ever since the three had always been with them, they were family. Jimin gasped when he found the location of Tofu. "Hyung I found it!" Jimin beamed and quickly shared the location to the GPS of the car. 

Hoseok gripped the wheel tighter and pressed the pedal harder, the car moved forward in full speed. "Once we get Tofu, we should go back to the Jang Mansion" Jimin said making Hoseok frown. 

"Why?" 

"Yoongi messaged me, said that our house was under attack, they had quickly gone to the Jang Mansion while Angel alone took care of the people who attacked the house" Jimin said and Sighed.

"None of them are injured right?" Hoseok asked and Jimin sighed again.

"I don't know, we have to go back as soon as possible" Jimin answered and Hosoek nodded, Hoseok glanced at the GPS, they were really close to the destination.

Right now they were driving through a road in a thick forest. The evening sun was close to set down. The sky was a beautiful mixture of orange and yellow. 

Hoseok slowed down the pace of the car when he glanced at the GPS, they were near a abandoned building. The forest had eaten half of the building, it looked like an art. The two got off the car with their guns in hold. 

Jimin glanced at his phone which showed the location of Tofu, the two walked forwards through the bushes. They made sure to be quite as possible. Once they entered the building they looked around cautiously, slow steps were taken forward by the two. 

"Here" Jimin stopped on his tracks and so did Hoseok, they looked around and finally Jimin spoke up louder. "Tofu!! It's me Jimin! Are you here?" Jimin called out and looked around. His teeth nibbled on his lower lip in nervousness.

"What's that?" Hoseok pointed at a rectangular gift box which was wrapped prettily, it was placed by the far corner of the room. Hoseok's grip on the gun tightened and he walked forward.

"Hyung it might be a bomb" Jimin whispered at the older yet Hoseok didn't stop. Instead he crouched next to the box and slowly opened the lid, his breath was struck in his throat.

There laid the lifeless body of their precious Tofu.

"What is it Hyung?" Jimin asked and peeped into the box then froze on his spot, Hoseok's lip quivered and he quickly closed the box then stood up and walked to the other end of the room. One hand over his lips he closed his eyes and sobbed ever so quietly.

Jimin on the other hand stood there frigid still processing what he just saw, unknown to him tears started trickling down his own eyes. "No" Jimin breathed out the words and finally crouched next to the box, with trembling hands he opened the box and sobbed looking at the snake who had dried crimson blood around its scales. 

"Tofu" he whispered and caressed its white scales, he didn't have more time to mourn. He stiffened when he felt a cold metal placed at the back of his head. 

"Drop you weapon" a man spoke behind him, he dropped his weapon and slowly stood up then quickly glanced at Hoseok who was being held by two men. Jimin's eyes darkened as he looked around the room. Five masked men were pointing their guns at them.

"Who are you?" Jimin asked through gritted teeth. 

"Doesn't matter" the man said and injected a serum into Jimin making him grunt, Hoseok yelled as he tried to get off their hold. Jimin's vision started blurring and then he lost his consciousness.

Hoseok twisted the arm of the man holding him and threw the man at the other. Taking hold of a gun he immediately shot at the two and then pointed the gun at the other three.

The man who was holding the largest gun pointed his gun at Jimin who laid on the floor, "one wrong move and I will shoot him" the man said but Hoseok didn't faze.

Hoseok was about to press the trigger but the man immediately shot Jimin's leg. Jimin grunted in pain and squirmed on the floor.

"Jimin!" Hoseok exclaimed and dropped his gun, the men snickered and hit Hoseok's head taking his consciousness away.

Little did they know about what was going to happen.

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