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My father conned his way
into an early release.

Dean's a lost cause.

But you got a sister
out there now

who doesn't have a dad.

Detective Reiko Isokawa,
Tokyo Metropolitan Police.

You're chasing
a Japanese serial killer

with at least five
American victims in Tokyo.

Subject's on the move!

Kenzo Takeyama.

The Takeyamas are modern-day
royalty in Japan.

He smuggled something in
on his jacket button.

That's gotta be cyanide.

Takeyama built a rapport with
a poster named Okamoto6720.

We can't let this
second killer get away.

In Tokyo, the rules
operate differently than here.

What's the update?

I'm headed to Tokyo.

Oh, my goodness,
that is so interesting.

What an interesting life
you lead.

Kaito-san, two glasses
of whiskey kudasai.

The good stuff.

American.

Am I hearing a little
Midland accent there?

Let me guess, Missouri?

Have a nice night.

Two more weeks,
then I'm out of here.

That's what I said a year ago.

- Hi, there.
- Yomiuri Land, please.

By the stadium.
- No problem.

AC is broken, sorry.

Got some cold water here
at least.

Thank you.

So how long you been here?

Almost 12 years for me.

Six months.

We met earlier at the club.

You were a little too busy,
I guess.

Hey, you should have taken
a right on Meiji Street.

Well, this way is quicker, actually.

Um, no, you're heading north.

It's literally
going away from...

You need to... get back to...

Just relax.

We'll be there soon.

Just got word from Tokyo PD

that we might have a new victim.

Heather Washburn, 24, American.

Information's still rolling in,
but she was last seen

leaving her job
at a hostess club last night.

Never made it home, and her
phone's now disconnected.

That makes
six missing American girls.

Are we sure this is
Kenzo Takeyama's partner?

Well, she fits
the victim profile.

And I'm guessing he abducted her

before he realized Takeyama
got picked up here in Budapest.

So how much time
does that give us?

I don't know,
psych profile says that

he likes to keep
his victims alive,

but I know that's not
gonna be for very long.

So let's keep real-time
updates from Tokyo.

Please stay on them.
- Oh, one more thing.

I just heard from
the career board.

They're gonna make a decision
on that open GS-14 slot.

When?

We should be getting
the call tomorrow.

Okay, great.
Let's, uh... let's get to work.

Wes just landed in Tokyo.

Agent Mitchell.

Detective Isokawa,
good to see you.

Pay respect to
Superintendent Kubo.

If you don't, he'll lose face,

which will make our jobs
a lot harder.

And believe me,
we need him on our side.

Sounds good.

Welcome to Tokyo,
Agent Mitchell.

Thanks.

All right.
Uh, sorry to jump right in.

I think we should meet with

Kenzo Takeyama's parents
right away.

Superintendent Kubo,
Agent Mitchell and I

would like to express our
gratitude for your hospitality

and for allowing us to
continue this investigation

here in Tokyo.

Yes, that. Thank you.

Well, as for the Takeyamas,
I will handle that personally.

But I'd be surprised if
they know anything of value.

He worked for the company.
He lived off their money.

I think they know something.

You pulled some strings
to stay on this case,

but that doesn't give you
endless rope,

so let me tell you how
this is going to work.

You have three days to review
evidence, to pursue leads,

and to interrogate any suspects,

but only under my supervision.

Three days is better
than two, I guess.

But after those three days,

you will have no official role
in this investigation.

What if I'm not okay with that?

Then you know the way
to the airport.

Superintendent Kubo,

may I show Agent Mitchell
to the conference room?

Of course.

Unless our American friend
has something else

he would like to say?

Yeah, one thing real quick.

Nice touch with the bourbon.

15-hour travel day.

I got to brush up
on some Japanese customs.

So, look, I'm gonna be
as respectful as I can be,

but there's a real good chance
I offend someone

if I think they're slow-rolling
this investigation.

You know?
- I'll bring the popcorn.

My team's got an update.

Last night, Heather Washburn

finished her shift
at Blue Star 80,

a high-end club
in the Roppongi District.

At around 3:00 a.m.,
one of the other girls

saw her getting into a taxi
in front of the establishment.

No one's seen or heard
from her since.

There was also no CCTV footage

inside or outside of the club.

On top of that,
it looks like the club owner

isn't cooperating.

That's because we raided
Blue Star last year

for a range of violations.

Is there anything on the taxi
that picked Heather up?

There are over 50,000
licensed taxis in Tokyo.

The same number unlicensed.

I don't think we're gonna
get very far down that path.

We forwarded data
recovered from nine

electronic devices seized at
Takeyama's house last night...

laptops, monitors,
game consoles.

We pinpointed
the Okamoto6720 handle

as most likely belonging
to the unsub.

Haven't found anything
actionable so far.

I mean,
there's just a bunch of data,

and most of it is pretty dark.

Right.

Okay, as unpleasant as it is,
we gotta zero in

on when Takeyama and Okamoto
first interacted.

That's how we're gonna find him.

Thanks, guys.

I've just been informed
that Heather Washburn's mother

is in Tokyo.

Shall we?

This is a nightmare.
It's an absolute nightmare.

I just keep thinking I'll wake
up and see a bunch of messages

from Heather telling me
everything's fine,

making fun of me
for worrying so much.

When was the last time
you talked to her?

Same day she went missing,

just a few hours
before she went to work.

So you knew Heather
worked as a hostess?

Wait, what's going on here?

I already told you guys this.

I talked to the Tokyo police
before I flew out,

and now we're just
starting from scratch?

Nobody's doing anything!
Nobody knows anything!

Mrs. Washburn,
we know that you're worried...

Look, I understand those places

have a bad reputation, okay?

There's no sex.

She's a good kid.

She was just saving up
to pay off her student loans.

Look.

Look, I had these printed out,

but the police are saying
I can't put them up,

that it'll interfere
with the investigation.

Put them up.

And if anyone tries to
stop you, give them my name.

I don't wanna interfere
with your investigation.

But if you can't find
my daughter, I will.

They're called ema.

People write prayers
and wishes on the plaques

before hanging them up.

It's a way to connect
with the divine...

people we've lost.

Hey, Cam. What's up?

All right, we'll be right there.

Okay, so we know that
Okamoto6720 commented

a total of 234 times
on Takeyama's posts

on NONEXIST, the dark web forum.

And the conversations
on here are nightmare fuel,

all under the guise
of fictional stories.

It's disgusting.

Okamoto covered his tracks
pretty well so we couldn't

ID him, but we ran a digital
forensic linguistic analysis,

scraping both the internet
and dark web,

looking for stylometric
and lexical similarities

with any other handle
or account.

Too many big words.
What'd you find?

We matched Okamoto6720
to an online gambling platform

that's linked to a credit card
in the name of Lloyd Acuff.

This is our guy?

This is Takeyama's partner,
an American?

Linguistic analysis
showed an 87% match.

Lloyd Acuff, 44,
single from Virginia.

And he knows tech.

He was working as
an IT supervisor

at a community college before
moving to Japan 12 years ago.

Does he fit the
psychological profile

apart from his online posts?

Inconclusive.

But this guy is the
definition of average,

and there's no criminal
record to speak of.

He was gonna get
married at one point.

It got broken off,
and his ex filed

a restraining order,
but no actual charges.

Okay, none of that looks good,

but that doesn't
make him a killer.

There's only one way
to find out.

Lloyd Acuff?

Yeah, can I help you?

Hi, Special Agent
Wes Mitchell, FBI.

This is Reiko Isokawa, Tokyo PD.

Wow.

Okay.

What's this about?

You got someplace private
we can talk?

Yeah.

Watch your noggin.

Shoes.

We're investigating
the disappearance

of an American woman,
Heather Washburn.

- Hmm.
- Went missing last night.

That's a shame.

This kind of ugliness
is one of the reasons

why I left the States.

It seems to
have followed you here.

She was working
at a hostess club,

and witnesses, they say
your cab was in the area.

So we're hoping
you saw something.

Maybe you can help us out?

I wasn't there, so I don't
know how I can help you.

You like hanging out at
those hostess clubs, Lloyd?

Sure, but, you know,
I hardly ever go.

Costs 100 clams to even say
hello to one of those girls.

Oh, come on,
a handsome guy like you?

They probably come running.

Plus, you're American.

Uh, you're a...
what's the word for foreigner?

- Gaijin.
- Yeah, that.

It's gotta carry
some weight around here.

Yeah, I guess.

If you weren't there,
where were you

between 3:00 and 5:00 a.m.?

Here at home.

Catching some Zs.

Can anyone verify that?

Can I see a picture?

Of the missing girl, I mean.

Have you ever seen her?

You got a girlfriend, Lloyd?

Not right now.

Yeah, me neither.

Chicks, you know?
Sometimes, you just wanna...

Am I right?

You were engaged to be
married back in Virginia

before you came to Japan.
- Mm-hmm.

What happened?

It just didn't work out, is all.

Was it the bondage stuff?

You're into that
sort of thing, aren't you?

Shibari.
Japanese rope binding.

You wrote this on Reddit
a few months ago.

"There's nothing more exquisite
than binding a woman,

"staring into her eyes,

and knowing that she's
completely at your mercy."

That's just fiction.

Yeah, fantasy stuff.

I've never done any
of that kind of thing IRL.

But there is a real dark
underbelly in this city.

A lot of perverts,
sexual deviants.

They flock together,
trade women.

I can ask around if you want.

You would do that for us?

I'd be happy to.

You can leave now.

Oh, do you wanna hear
a joke before you go?

Three guys
interview for the FBI.

And the instructor says,
there's one final test.

To prove you'll do anything
to keep a secret,

we have your wives
in separate rooms.

And he hands each of them
a gun and says,

I want you to take this gun
and kill your wife.

First guy takes a gun,
goes in the other room,

comes right back...
can't do it, he says.

Second guy doesn't even go.

"I love my wife too much."

Third guy takes a gun,
goes in the other room.

The other two hear a loud bang.
It sounds like fighting.

Third guy comes back and
the other two are like,

I can't believe you actually
shot your wife.

The third guy goes, nah, some
jerkoff put blanks in my gun.

So I had to beat her to death.

Lloyd, uh, do me a favor,
don't go anywhere.

Where the heck would I go?

Tokyo is my home now.

Okay.

That's him. That's our guy.

Okay, we're not letting him
out of our sight.

We don't have
authorization for that.

I don't care.

We need eyes on him,
physical, digital.

We need a roving wiretap.
Trash pulls.

Hell, I'll go do another
knock-and-talk right now.

- Agent Mitchell, wait.
- We can't afford to wait.

He's got Heather stashed
out here somewhere.

He's gonna kill her,
I know that.

Acuff has no verifiable alibi

for Heather Washburn's
abduction.

He has an extensive history
of online communication

with Kenzo Takeyama, and he fits

the killer's
psychological profile.

This isn't evidence.

All I see are unconnected dots.

I won't arrest him
without a confession.

Kubo, it's him.
Acuff is our guy.

You want us to
draw you a diagram?

I'm not saying you're wrong,

but in Japan,
confession is king.

And what you have
won't even get us a warrant.

The standard for probable cause

is more strict here
than in America.

So you're gonna
sit on your hands?

We gotta move on this guy.
We need search warrants.

We need a surveillance team.

Japan is an island.
Google it.

He's not going anywhere.

But I'll put a man
outside his house

if that makes you feel better.

Yeah, do that, and let's
go talk to the Takeyamas.

That's not your concern,
Agent Mitchell.

What? I feel pretty
concerned right now.

Are you trying to
keep a lid on this

so that the Takeyamas
don't feel too embarrassed

or something?
- Agent Mitchell.

Are you a cop or a concierge?

A girl's life hangs
in the balance right now.

Supponyarou.

Get something stronger on Acuff.

Then come back to me.

What did he call me?

A soft-shell tortoise.

It means once you latch on,
you don't let go.

- That sounds awesome.
- It's not a compliment.

Tortoises are slow and stubborn.

Cam, what do you got?

I think Acuff checks
all of the boxes.

He is socially isolated,
above average intelligence,

and I think
he not only enjoys it,

but he craves it like an addict.

Which is why he keeps his
victims alive for a few days.

He's trying to keep that high
going for as long as he can.

Listen,
we're running out of time.

If Heather is still alive,
it's only because

he knows we're watching him.

So we need something actionable.

Were any of the surviving
victims able to ID Acuff?

Not Acuff.

But even if they could, most
of them won't even talk to us.

They're either
afraid or ashamed.

Some just wanna move on.
- Right. I don't blame them.

But look, a positive ID on Acuff
would be the piece we need.

Hey, what if we expand
the scope of our search

of his potential victims.

Let's go six months
prior to the first victim

that we know of,
Sakura Ichikawa.

- Copy that.
- This guy's smart.

He's no Keyser Soze.

He made a mistake at some point.

If he did, it would
be at the beginning.

It would have been when
he first started out.

Makes sense.
- Got something.

About four months prior to
Sakura Ichikawa's murder,

a Japanese hostess
named Risa Kagura

filed a report with Tokyo PD,
claiming to have been drugged

and abducted
by an American male.

Why didn't you flag
that one earlier?

Because Kagura
withdrew the report

just hours after it got filed.

It happens more often
than I'd like to admit.

Wes, sending you
an address for Kagura.

Let's go.

Detective Isokawa, Tokyo Police.

This is Special Agent Mitchell
from the FBI.

You're not in any trouble.

What is this about?

We'd like to ask you
some questions

about a report you filed
with the Tokyo police

in an abduction case.

That was a long time ago.

Listen, we know
dredging up the past sucks,

but we need your help.

There's a missing woman.

We think she was taken by
the same man that abducted you.

Please, just go.

I have a family now.

Her name is Heather.

We can still save her,
but time is running out.

Outside, please.

I left the club.

It was late.

I was walking to the metro
when I started to feel dizzy.

He must have put something
in my drink.

I woke up.

I don't know where I was.

They put this hood over my head.

There was more than one?

There were two.

One was Japanese,
but the man in charge was...

Amerika-jin.
- American.

I don't know
how much time passed,

but my whole body was stiff.

They tied me wrong somehow.

I managed to get
the ropes loose,

but the American, he noticed.

I managed to fight him off,

and I got out of there,
and I just ran.

I ran so long my feet
started to bleed.

I know your eyes were covered,

but is there anything
you remember

about the American man...

distinguishing mark, a tattoo?

No, I couldn't see anything.

I only took the hood off
once I got out of that room.

Is there anything else?

Anything at all?

There is something
I never told them.

When I was fighting him off,

the American hit his head
on something, I think.

Some of his blood
got on my dress.

I noticed when I got home and
put the dress in a plastic bag.

The sealable kind.

You kept it?

Where is it now?

It's at the back of my closet.

I know this was hard.

We'll have an officer
meet you at your house

to pick it up, okay?

Risa, thank you so much
for your help.

We just gotta get
a rush on that DNA.

What you said about
dredging up the past,

what was her name, your mother?

I looked into you.

I know she died
when you were a child.

She was, uh...
she was young when she had me.

Not ready to have a kid.

She tried though,
when she wasn't using.

She could have been a great mom,

but when you fall down
a hole like that,

it's hard to climb out.

Okay, what about your parents?

Or should I have my analysts
do some digging?

My parents were honorable
and hard-working.

Thank you for asking.

It's Megan Washburn.

She says there's someone
that knows where Heather is.

Megan?
- I think we found Heather.

We know where she is.

Not where,
but I think we can find her.

Okay, slow down.
What are you talking about?

I got a call from a man
who saw my flyer.

He did some digging
and he thinks he can find her.

What? Who is he?

He's right there.

His name is Lloyd.

Come on.

Come on, come on.

Lloyd, this is...

I know who they are.

- You do?
- Sure.

Tried to offer them my help,

but they're too busy bowing
and exchanging business cards

like all the other cops
in this city.

Is this true?

No, it isn't.

This is gonna
sound crazy, Megan.

This is our main suspect in
your daughter's disappearance.

And the abductions
of 13 other women.

What?

What's happening here?

Good question.

I mean, I don't even know
where to start.

I'm a cab driver,
not some criminal mastermind.

And like I told you two before,
and I told Megan,

I have some contacts
in the Tokyo underworld.

I've met a lot of
nasty people in my life.

This takes
a special kind of evil.

No, no, no.
You've got it backwards.

Lloyd wants to help me
get Heather back.

I do, I do, I really do.

And she seems like
a really sweet girl...

Wes, no. No.

This close, you little prick.

Do you understand?

Okay, fine.

If you don't want my help,
it's fine.

I'll keep Heather in
my prayers in the meantime.

Lloyd?

Lloyd, just wait a second.
- Megan. Megan!

Do you wanna find
my daughter or not?

He is dangerous.
Please, listen to us.

Megan?
- Wes.

DNA.

Good. Let's go.

FBI!

Clear.

He's not here.

Get guys in the alley.
Canvass the neighborhood.

Put out a BOLO for
Acuff and his car.

Do it now.

He's covering his tracks.

I think we just missed him.

- What did he say?
- Not what we wanted.

The senior commissioner
won't authorize

a full-scale manhunt.
- Why not?

The senior commissioner
is a longtime member

of the Kasumigaseki
Country Club.

Let me guess...
so are the Takeyamas.

They golf together every Sunday.

He's doing damage control
for them.

I'll make some calls, and
I'll try to go over his head,

but I think you two
are on your own.

The Takeyamas own over
400 commercial and residential

buildings in Tokyo and its
surrounding prefectures.

I looked into
all major transactions

the Takeyamas made recently.

It turns out the company ordered

extensive security overhauls

for 30 apartment buildings
just two weeks ago.

Okay, how does that connect
to their son or Acuff?

Each one of these
buildings used to be

managed by Kenzo Takeyama,

but he was fired.

Two weeks ago.

The parents tried
to lock him out.

The Takeyamas know something.

Heather's in one of
those buildings.

The problem is,
we don't have the time,

manpower or authority to search
every single one of them.

Reiko, we have to talk
to the Takeyamas.

They're gonna give us
the other half of the puzzle.

I know how risky
that can be for you,

but that's all we got right now.

I'll set it up.

All right, let's hit it.

It's disrespectful.

That's for the dead.

Copy.

I'm Detective Reiko Isokawa,
Tokyo Police.

This is Special Agent Wesley
Mitchell, American FBI.

Please come in.

The Takeyama Corporation
recently ordered

significant changes
to your security systems

in 30 of your
apartment buildings.

These buildings were directly
managed by your son, Kenzo.

Why were these changes ordered?

Do either of you have children?

Anyone to take care of?

Yes, a daughter.

Hmm.

We try to have
a child for years,

and finally, I became pregnant.

Hideki and I had tea
from this bowl.

It's been in the family for
a long time, as you can tell.

It's beautiful.

Every time we use this tea bowl,

it connects us to the past.

It's a tradition.

And in Japan,
tradition is everything.

So no matter
how damaged it gets,

we can't throw it away.

It's our duty to protect it.

Until it's gone.

Kenzo is gone.

There is one building.

Kenzo ordered
two renovations on it

without telling anyone.

There have been five attempts
to enter in the last two days.

I'll give you
the new security codes

and my permission to search it.

Tell them I'm sorry.

The families.

Please tell them I'm sorry.

Remember, Acuff might
have cyanide on him,

just like Takeyama.

Go.

Over here.

We don't have the code for...

Reiko?

That is way more than 13 girls.

Forensics have been going
through the photographs.

How many victims?

We count 54 so far.

We're still sifting
through the photos.

My niece is almost the same age

as some of the girls
in the photos.

How old is your sister?

You really did your homework,
didn't you?

Half-sister. She's 15.

Her name is Delila.

Same age I was
when I lost my mother.

Funny how that works.

Didn't know I had a sister
until a month ago.

What's your daughter's name?

Hana.

She's five.

She lives with my parents.

Her father was a good man.

- Any leads on Acuff?
- Nothing yet, Superintendent.

But there's no indication that
Heather Washburn was held here.

He must have her somewhere else.

We can't waste any time.

Launch a full-scale manhunt
right now.

Detective Isokawa,

please turn over
your badge and weapon.

Hold on.

You are now suspended from
duty until further notice.

No, no, no, no, no.
This was my call.

This is on me.
We got permission

from the Takeyamas
to search the premises.

This isn't my decision.

You are off this case
effective immediately.

My apologies, Superintendent.

I had no desire to put you
in this position.

I'll do my best to protect her,

but there's nothing
I can do for you.

My boss is on the phone
with your embassy as we speak.

You will be back on a plane
to Budapest by breakfast.

Acuff is still out there.
Heather Washburn is out there.

Which gives you roughly
12 hours to find her,

and right now,
you are the only one who can.

I already spoke
to your team in Budapest

and gave them access
to our CCTV network.

Go.

Cam, tell me you got something.

Acuff was in the Roppongi
District six minutes ago.

Sending you the coordinates now.

Copy that.

Facial rec says Acuff's

just off the west end
of Roppongi Street.

Hey, Wes?

You should be
right on top of him.

Copy that.

FBI!

Move, move!

Watch out! Watch out!

FBI!

Tell me where she is!

You better pray
she's still alive.

Stop! Please!
I didn't do anything!

No! No!

You don't get to go out
the way your boy Kenzo did.

Where is Heather Washburn?

Where is she?

You can't do this!
You're a cop!

Sakura Ichikawa,
Naomi Fearnley, Risa Kagura.

You tortured dozens more.

Are you starting to feel
the way they did?

Huh?

Where's Heather Washburn?

Where is she?

You'll never find her.

Okay. All right.
You know what?

I'm gonna make you a deal.

You tell me where Heather is,
I'll give you your way out.

I'll let you sink your teeth
into that little pill.

Go out on your own terms.

What's it gonna be?

Last chance, Lloyd.
Where is she?

Okay, I'll tell you.
First give me the button.

No, no, no, no, no.

You tell me where she is,
and then when she's safe,

then I'll give you the button.

That's the deal.
It's about to expire.

You better start talking.

Start talking!

Please.

Please don't hurt me.

It's okay. It's okay.
It's okay.

I got you. I got you.
- Thank you.

You're okay. You're okay.

My name's Wes.
I'm with the FBI.

- You're gonna be okay.
- Thank you.

- You're gonna be okay.
- Oh, thank you.

All right? Just sit tight.

Sit tight, all right?
I'm gonna get you out of here.

Come on. Come on.

You're safe now.
- Thank you.

Come on.

It's okay.

It's gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.

Acuff wants to see you.

He says you have something
to give him.

We made a deal.

That we did.

Can I tell you something?

I had a good run.

You didn't think it would be
that easy, did you?

Okay, thanks.

Cam? Andre?

It's the career board.

The GS-14 call
is coming through.

I wanted to thank you for, uh,

putting up with me, you know?

I know I can be
prickly sometimes.

No need to thank me.

We got the job done.
That's all that matters.

Well, I'm thanking you anyway.

Couldn't have done it
without you.

You're a good cop.

Not for much longer, probably.

I may be leaving the force.

Are you kidding?

I'm being demoted
to office work.

It's only thanks to Kubo
that I wasn't fired.

You can't break the rules
in Japan without consequences,

and we definitely
broke a few rules.

You can't quit, Reiko.

You can do so much good
for a lot of people.

It might not be easy,
fair all the time.

You just gotta keep fighting.

Do everything you can
and leave the rest to fate.

Here.

This is for Hana.

And this is for you.

For Delila.

Take care of yourself, Wesley.

Delila?

- Yeah?
- Hi, uh...

my name is Wes Mitchell.

I'm your brother.