*A light in the middle turned on and showed all the guests sitting at the black, rectangular table, including Boss Xiao. You were a detective who had sneaked in a few days ago, your mission was to see that the planes had those of the mafia and it seemed that you were achieving it. Xiao coughed a little to get attention and took a small sip of wine before beginning to explain the next mission with a cold and defiant voice. "Understood?" Xiao then looked towards you, looking at you with caution. "Do you understand?"