Muichiro Death Novels & Stories

Chapter 66: I Love You. Finally! It's been 2 weeks since the whole commotion about Mario's death happened. Something wasn't clear to Radolf. How did they get his body?! He was killed outside the city but, how did his body reach his family at Russia? It was a question he couldn't ask Madam Elise. This matter gave Radolf many sleepless nights as he tried to believe his son's revelation but, “What if she really killed him? How could they have met?" He murmured as he stared into nothingness.

Colin furrowed his brows and took a few steps away. On the other hand, Brenda seemed completely heartbroken as she tried to reach and hit Colin. Behind her, Layla acted as though she was trying her best to hold Brenda back. One of the police officers cast Colin a glance. Then, he gripped Brenda by her shoulder and had her sit on a chair. The officer told the Larsons they had received a police report saying that there were human remains hidden inside the sculpture. The authorities were working on verifying the deceased's identity at the moment.

Lucia We walked out to the cars that had been waiting for us. I went in first while Daisy was beside me. We both shut the door behind us and the car moved. As we went, she gave me some news, most which I had already heard. Mario had been confirmed dead, which I was sure he wasn't and would soon be buried. “It's actually strange the way everyone is hopping onto this news including the fact that Charlie is trying to make it a huge thing" she said.

By the looks of it, they had died some time ago. “Miko,” I murmured sadly when I was closer to the head. The flesh had dried and gone a grey color, but I could clearly make out Miko’s face. “He’s dead!” I yelled out to Mike and was startled when I heard his voice right next to my ear. “They’ve been dead for some time. I’m surprised the bodies aren’t worse than this.” He pulls me away from the pool table, “I did find something interesting,” He says and leads me over to a body.

Matteo’s whole family arrived from Sicily to help them. However, it looked like a lost case already since the US Marshals team wasn’t hopeful at all. All evidence led to the ultimate truth. Matteo Antonio Ricci died the night Luigi and his gang attacked him. Someone who took away his body tried to revive him but failed. After a month, the US Marshals team closed the case. Amelia broke down completely, yet she refused to believe that her husband was no more. “My heart can feel him around, Mama. He’s there. He’s alive!” she whispered to his Mama who sobbed uncontrollably.

“I’m sorry, Ms. Miyamoto! I was incapable! “Taichi Maruyama and the others were completely annihilated! “I wasn’t able to bring Harvey’s corpse back!” “What?!” Sakura, who was being extremely carefree before, squinted furiously. She immediately stood up and draped her bathrobe as she walked out of the fog, then sent Kristan flying with a kick. “Completely annihilated?! “Are you telling me a tale right now, Squad Leader Duncan?! “Taichi used every single person we had hiding in Mordu throughout the entire year! “Power like this would be the equivalent of a small army! You’re telling me that three hundred elites all died while fighting Harvey?!

Both times had been declared accidents but Boro still wondered about the truth to the rumors. He glanced out of the corner of his eyes seeing Mika standing there looking smug. One of those deaths had been at his hands. One of the people killed had their neck broken with a wooden practice sword. The other had been a good friend of Boros, and Mika ran him through the throat with a wooden spear during a sanctioned duel.

"You mentioned him before. Where is he?" Her face crumbled completely then, like she couldn’t hold herself up anymore. "He was the youngest," she whispered. "My sweet boy. He's dead." I sucked in a sharp breath. "Oh my God... did they kill him?" She shook her head slowly, painfully. "No," she whispered. "Mario did, Michael was the first person Mario ever killed."

Michiru-nii and Michio-nii dead? “It happened a few years ago.” Miki suddenly found her shoes very interesting as she looked at her feet, sipping from the straw of her cup occasionally. “Michiru-niisan died in the line of duty six years after you left. At least, that is the official report. But Michio-niisan and I refused to believe it.”

The moment Mikhail entered with Donatella by his side, the chatter died. He went straight to the head of the table. “May I know why I was summoned so early?” His voice was cold, sharp enough to cut through the silence. A military officer stepped forward, hesitating. “I’m sorry but…” Mikhail’s eyes narrowed. “Speak.” The words came out flat, heavy. “Pakhan Sergei Morozov is dead.” For a second, no one moved. The air seemed to vanish from the room. Mikhail just stared, disbelief carved into his face. Then, without warning, he lunged — his fist connecting with the officer’s jaw, sending him crashing to the floor.