Khao's Pov:

First and I confronted John but got little to nothing which wasn't totally unexpected... at least to me. We could do a lot more than he thought we could but for the time being, we decided to move on.

I have done everything in my possession to get things out of him but since he didn't want anything to do with me, we had to confront the leader, I guess.

I honestly was tired of that whole case, that whole complicated shit that was going on but for my and the victim's relative's safety, I needed to know the whole truth or maybe get that to the court.

I never believed in one sided point of view. Yes, he is a criminal. There's no doubt in that but not everyone is a born criminal.

Aon being First's brother might be one of the reasons why I couldn't believe that he could be a born criminal. I would really like to hear his point of view. How he addressed things? Was he guilty? Did he do wrong? Did he know he did wrong?

After having the conversation with John, it was clear that John was not guilty about what he got involved with or what he was about to do.

After I got to know John's real face, I had understood that he would do anything in his capability for power, for money, for place and that included killing anyone or anything that he loved... or pretended to love.

Even though I had talked to him for a few minutes only, I knew he definitely didn't want to be in jail for long. I wouldn't even be surprised if he escaped the next day.

Anyways, it's not like I could do much. It's just an observation. I didn't have evidence to stop him nor was I in the place to put him under the rack again.

First and I finally discussed things between ourselves before turning the other way around towards Aon's cell. He might had heard a few things or two that we talked to John about but he was too self centered to even hide it.

He was sitting on the gray floor of the cell, grabbing the bars and leaning in as if trying to listen to every word we were saying. Seeing us, he stood up and for a second, he looked like a sad, lost puppy asking for forgiveness.

I had never seen Aon smile but I knew that his smile wouldn't be any less gorgeous than First's. There were a lot of similarities between First and him. They were so different yet so similar. He also had that same doe eyes. First liked to tease me when he wanted something from me. Wonder who they got that from...

"Couldn't find out yourself, could you?" He asked sarcastically before his whole face once again turned into that grumpy grin he always wore like a mask, throwing away the innocence that was in his face just a second ago that it could be interpreted as my mistaken. Maybe it was just my imaginary mind trying to merge First and his face together, not being able to believe that they were related.

I nodded slowly while biting my lip slightly as if surrendering to him that I was not the greatest detective in the world.

With a sudden push on my shoulder, First came forward, facing Aon eye to eye. He looked... hurt, angry and I didn't blame him. If someone I loved did something like that, I don't think I'd ever be able to forgive the person.

First's Pov:

I was hurt. I hated the fact that no matter how much I tried to convince myself of the fact that I was nowhere near related to the man standing in front of me, I couldn't deny the truth that that person was my own blood sibling.

And that grin, was he not embarrassed at all? After everything he did? Not even guilty? I wish I could just punch the hell out of him right there. How could he change so much? How could he be so freaking shameless? How could he be so merciless? So brutal?
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"Fine! I'll tell you." Aon walked two steps backward, detaching his hand from the bars and grabbing the back of his head to escape the hurtful gaze First had on him.

*Flashback*

Aon

First, I know you don't like mom now. But you did back then and you always wondered why I hated her so much. You were too young to understand. I didn't want to put you through anything so I never told you but now you're standing in front of me, asking for the truth.

I am 12 years older than you. And no one ever told you that but I had a twin sister, Noinae. She was just a minute older than me.

She used to tell me everything. We were very close. She... even told me about the day things changed. Uncle Job one day said that he would help her shower and... raped her. Nae told me about that too.

I tried to talk to mom about it but she told me to shut up and never speak on that topic again. She knew what was going on. She knew about everything yet she stayed quiet. She let an 11 year old girl get harassed.

After that day, mom and I had a lot of arguments on that topic but Nae stayed quiet. She didn't say anything. She never complained. She just calmly let her mind build up.

Until one day, I woke up to find her throwing up. She got pregnant. She tried to talk to mom about it but she never listened. In the end, Noinae left home and never came back. It was our birthday.

She was the only person I could truly express myself to and losing her made me go wild. I wanted to find her. I wanted to get her back but before I could try to escape, you were born, First. I didn't want you to feel what I felt so I gave you all the love I could but then, when I couldn't handle it anymore, I left too.

After leaving, I looked for Noinae everywhere but there was nothing left to be found. I got mad, furious and wanted to escape everything. I started doing drugs, wanting revenge which led me to start to kill. My first target was uncle Job.

But with time, I got crazier. I started selling drugs but somehow only to people I hated which had become people whose names started with J or P. J was uncle Job. P was mom, Pring.

The drugs I sold were really harmful and at some point, everyone wanted to stop buying when thinking about the health of themselves. They had already taken drugs, why did they want to quit all of a sudden? Why did they care about their health all of a sudden? Why could they even think of quitting when I couldn't.?

All the people who bought my drugs were people from First's bar and when the people had told me that they wanted to quit doing drugs. I couldn't handle it. I destroyed them all. I killed them all... Before I knew it, I was way far ahead from my initial goal of revenge and I couldn't stop anymore. I was too deep in.

But they all deserved it. They committed crimes. They were involved in drug dealing and robberies. Many of them even brought their families into this.

*End of flashback*

After the explanation from Aon, things had silenced up. No one really knew what to say. What was right, what was wrong. He got lost... in the worst possible situation ever.

Khaotung decided to finally speak up, "That's just what you try to tell yourself, Aon. Deep down, you know you regret everything you did. You know you're guilty. You wish you didn't go down this path. You're right. They all were criminals and deserved punishments but death was not it," Khaotung replied, shaking his head slightly with the flow of each sentence before taking a deep breath. Khaotung didn't fully believe in revenge but somehow, he did believe in 'an eye for an eye' but 'a death for a death' might always be too much.

"I am not guilty..," Aon murmured. His voice softened. That was a big difference between First and Aon. First was not afraid to admit what he was feeling. But Aon would rather kill himself than say his feelings out loud.

He had said he wasn't guilty but what actually made Khaotung a great detective was that he could see through people. He could understand others more than he could understand himself. He could feel what the other person was feeling.

Khaotung looked to his side to look at First, he could guess so many emotions embroidered on his face: anger, betrayal, hurt and probably a little bit of empathy. It's like he couldn't believe how weak his brother could be. How weak Aon could be to let himself go down such a dark path which he knew he would probably never be able to escape from.

"Phi, can I punch you?" First asked it so casually that no one could guess if he was joking or was serious but one thing Khao knew for sure was that he just said his feelings even if it could be interpreted as a joke as well.

Aon sighed, looking at First. "Let me get out of here first." He mumbled and turned his head down. After so much time spent in the police station, they both finally saw a glimpse of guilt in Aon's face, an expression they both had wanted or expected to see after entering that station.

With a returned look, both Khao and First turned to walk out of the station. Khao got stopped by First at the entrance gate just to be met with that same gaze as if wanting something from Khao but way more exhausted, First asked,"Tung, can you find out about Phi Noinae?"

Khaotung nodded. The journey of the case had ended yet life had just begun.

The mystery of Love, yet to be solved,
Will remain as a stone under the cover.
Until one comes forward to have it saved
And takes care of it till life is over.

The End.

A/n: So I guess this is the end of the story but wait... I still have a Epilogue of this coming up. Thank you for supporting me through the journey ❤️