Blog 5 Topic 7 Chapter 5 Detective Albert Brown – Hang Bloodline

 

Blog 5

Topic 7

Chapter 5

Detective Albert Brown – Hang Bloodline

My name is Albert Brown, and tonight I present a case drenched in betrayal and blood. The trail led me to Scar — yes, the same Scar from Sandy’s case. But this time, the truth cut deeper: Scar was none other than Sese Hang Jr., son of the man behind it all.

Scar had his own private island, a fortress far from politics, where he thrived as a drug lord. I went there. He welcomed me with a smile that hid venom. I sat down, leaned forward, and asked:

“Scar… aka Sese Hang Jr… how are you? I’m here to ask about your father.”

He smirked, eyes gleaming with defiance.

“I don’t know how you know about me, but for your kind information… my dad is dead. He passed away seven years ago. And surprisingly… Tony himself killed him. Don’t believe me? Go ask that gangster.”

I turned. Tony was there. Scar’s face twisted with rage — he lunged at Tony, trying to kill him, but Tony dodged.

“Scar, wait! I didn’t kill your dad!”

Scar froze, shocked.

“Then who killed him?”

Chris stepped forward, his voice heavy with guilt.

“Sese… me and Jason, we were a trio. Brothers in crime, bound by blood and loyalty. But your father… he lost his mind. Tony tried to end it — he pulled the trigger, the shot rang out. I saved him, dragged him to the hospital, gave him a chance at life. Tony spared him once, but demanded Sese sever every tie, vanish into the shadows forever. We thought he was gone… buried in the past. But recently… he tried to kill Jason.”

Scar stormed toward Chris, grabbed his collar, and snarled:

“How the hell can you be so confident my dad tried to kill Jason? That bastard had connections everywhere. Jason’s own uncle was a notorious gangster — maybe he had a cause!”

I rose, my voice slicing through the tension.

“Jason finished them all. Every single one of his uncle’s enemies. Don’t you remember the ‘Week of Death’? Hundreds of gangsters slaughtered.”

Scar’s eyes widened.

“That week… when hundreds were killed?”

“Yes. It was Jason.”

Scar roared, his fury echoing across the room.

“Motherfucker! So what? Why are you here? Go find the gangsters who survived!”

Chris smirked.

“We’re searching for the last survivor.”

I locked eyes with Scar.

“It was your father.”

Scar dropped to his knees, trembling.

“Hey man… I swear I don’t know where he is.”

Tony grabbed Scar’s neck, lifting him effortlessly.

“Your father has irritated me enough.”

Scar gasped, then spat out his pain.

“Why should I hide him? Who is he? He killed my mom. My brother was burnt alive. Sixty men chased my sister — and he did nothing! I don’t even know where she is now. He never raised me. Never took a step to protect me!”

Chris stepped forward, his voice breaking.

“Scar… Sese was like my brother. But he betrayed me. He betrayed Jason. Even then, we gave him a chance. He didn’t change. Scar, come with us. He shouldn’t roam free.”

Scar wiped his tears, his voice trembling with rage.

“I carry his blood. I will find him. I will shoot him. Sese Hang… you destroyed your family. Now your family will destroy you.”

I stood tall, commanding the room.

“Step 1: Find the hacker. Step 2: Assemble a team to kill Sese. That’s all we need.”

 

Two days later, we reached the hospital where Jason lay unconscious. Rumors whispered that Sese had shot him. We waited six hours, tension suffocating us. Suddenly, Jason’s heartbeat surged. The doctor rushed us out. Moments later, Jason awoke.

We entered. His eyes burned with fury.

“Chris… that asshole is really alive.”

Fear gripped us all.

I sat, mind racing. If Sese Hang was alive, the same age as Jason, then he couldn’t be the hacker Harley. Fake Siria was already caught. Scar didn’t want to fight Tony. So who was this man? A gangster? Or someone we all knew… someone hiding in plain sight.

The realization hit me like a blade.

We knew him. We always knew him. But we never thought of him. He was buried in our minds.

I whispered:

“I should meet Tom. He can find this ghost.”

I turned to Tony, Chris, Jason.

“I have to go. The hacker is the key. He knows everything. He is the real problem.”

They nodded. I slid into my car, the night swallowing me whole, and drove to the base.

 

TO BE CONTINUED…