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How cruel.

This id well must come from a killer whose first memory is also something cruel.

Take this!

At least come at me without shouting.

It ruins the element of surprise.

And look, you woke him up.

Shut it!

Don't lecture me, you piece of shit!

Oh dear.

That dirty mouth is unbefitting a brilliant detective...

You remembered yourself, didn't you, Akihito Narihisago?

Yeah. It wouldn't be revenge if I took you out not knowing who I am, would it?

Revenge, huh?

How frightful.

We're both brilliant detectives, and we're both serial killers.

Can't we all just get along?

We're not the same, you fucking scum.

I'm astonished.

Just what distinguishes you from me?

A brilliant detective is someone who inquires.

I'm making inquiries into justice, in my own way.

And it's just that you don't understand that.

Right?

All right!

You did it, Hondomachi!

Hijiriido, Mr. Sakaido.

In the well, please address me as Hijiriido.

Oh, come on. That doesn't matter.

That's a weird thing to fuss about.

I swear, what an awful thing to do.

But you see now, don't you?

You two are the same as me.

You're driven to kill and you snare others.

Also, what people call justice depends on the criteria they use to judge.

Even if my justice can't be found here,

it can be found outside this place, Narihisago.

Unfortunately, I can no longer return to the outside world.

For that very reason,

the Mizuhanome will repair my data.

And Ms. Hondomachi.

Excuse me.

Do you prefer I address you as Ms. Hijiriido?

You mustn't forget that you're dealing with a brilliant detective.

You used Tamotsu Fukuda's abilities to escape your well, did you not?

It's thanks to him that I escaped.

But that doesn't mean I used him.

A gentleman's hat is of great importance.

I suppose that was meant to provoke me.

I guess I'll play along.

Are you okay, Momoki?

My head started to spin upon entering.

Some slight nausea.

It would appear that Kiki Asukai's powers have grown, and the suit can't keep up.

Even so, it's all we've got.

I'll hurry.

Oh yeah!

Mr. Narihisago!

Do they think playing hide and seek will accomplish something?

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

You've gotta be kidding me!

"Quiet! They respond to sound."

There it is!

Past that house!

Why you!

Revenge is to be executed more elegantly, Narihisago.

Asshole.

Mr. Narihisago.

Please, don't strain yourself.

You can stay seated.

Let's calm down and take some time to talk.

So?

Where's Fukuda?

You went to all the trouble of luring me into his id well.

He's on standby to cause a well storm, isn't he?

Of course,

I can't imagine he could serve as a third pillar to take down a brilliant detective.

Well, just you wait. It's gonna surprise you.

What, another unsophisticated surprise attack?

Hmm. I don't know about that.

He still hasn't noticed.

You mustn't forget he's dealing with brilliant detectives.

Hey now.

What's wrong?

I thought we were taking some time to talk.

That's more like it.

Mr. Narihisago.

Let me do the honors.

But first...

Does the number seven mean something to you, Mr. Uraido,

or should I say Chief Hayaseura?

Seven is a divine number.

Even setting the Bible aside--

I knew it.

So it's a god complex type thing.

I'll believe you meant it when you said you have your own sense of justice.

Chief Hayaseura, you limited not only your serial killers' victims to seven,

but your serial killers as well.

You intended to cut it off at seven and commit suicide.

The Challenger, Thigh-severer, Face-lifter,

Tongue-tearer, Gravedigger, Arm-twister, and Perforator...

But then I created an eighth serial killer.

I created the Cornerer, did I not?

I'm being called the "Cornerer"?

Mr. Narihisago is not a serial killer.

To be precise, he's a serial suicide inciter who kills serial killers.

In other words, to make sure you would be cornered in the end...

...you created a Cornerer.

Ridiculous!

His serial killer rule applies directly to him, too.

No more than seven victims.

Once the limit is reached, it's death or arrest. I see.

You're wrong! I did no such thing!

However badly you want to deny it,

you can't deny the possibility you acted unconsciously.

As a brilliant detective, I'll believe your sense of justice.

And to foil your despicable plot,

I won't let Mr. Narihisago play the role you've given him.

You manipulated everyone as if you were a god.

But your plan won't come to fruition on any level.

What's happening?

You're right. The surprise attack does work better if I don't shout.

I learned something.

Mr. Uraido--no, Mr. Hayaseura.

It's like they say: Management fails because they don't know the work.

Or maybe it's just easier for me to see,

because the hole in my head affected my perception of missing pieces.

The thing you're sitting in is no chair.

All I see...

...is a Mizuhanome cockpit that brilliant detective Anaido brought into this well.

This is the support Tamotsu Fukuda provided,

as the third pillar.

Some elegantly executed revenge.

Don't.

Don't do this!

At what point in that collapsing well do you think Mr. Hayaseura will appear?

You showed up just before you went to Fukuda's house.

And I...

Yeah, I suppose he'll also arrive at the point before his first kill.

Help me!

He's John Walker!

Good. Now no one will accidentally push the eject button.

Thus did peace return to the world.

Now we just have to get out.

How?

Do you have a plan?

Nope. Just hope and anticipation.

What?! We're brilliant detectives.

Aren't we supposed to use our brains to break out of any predicaments?

The entirety of my knowledge is what leads me to embrace hope and anticipation.

Sometimes it's important to place your hopes in a third party in another world.

It's something that...

...I've experienced as a brilliant detective.

Brain function has dropped to 70%!

His mind is fogged!

150 cc's of the activator drug.

His body can't handle that!

Do it.

Do it.

If you won't, let me.

Cardiac arrest! Vomit in the respiratory tract!

Start chest compressions!

Is the defibrillator ready?

Still no pulse!

Do it again!

Defibrillate again!

Administer adrenaline!

Broken ribs are damaging the lungs!

Ignore it! Keep going!

Still no pulse! Comminuted rib fracture!

Mr. Momoki!

More adrenaline! Continue defibrillation!

Pulse regained!

Momoki!

Momoki, you okay?

Got all the vomit out?

I'll manage.

Also, Mr. Matsuoka.

You're too loud.

Sorry!

But that's how I'm holding on.

Mr. Matsuoka.

Yeah. We see her, too.

Keep up the drugs.

It's you.

Ms. Asukai.

You're safe now.

You came to save me again!

Thank you so mu--

Of course.

I'm broken, aren't I?

And putting those around me to sleep.

I'm sure they're having horrific dreams.

It's the same.

As last time.

I never stopped searching.

For... me?

Ms. Asukai.

Do you... want to run away from here?

Momoki! Hey!

Dammit!

And find someplace...

...far away, with no other people around...

...a place where you can't reach others' dreams...

...and live there? It might be an option.

If there is such a place...

...that might be a nice life.

So, would you occasionally visit me in that suit?

It wouldn't work out, for either of us.

Besides...

I've recently started getting nightmares from people in distant countries.

My dream world has just...

...steadily grown larger and larger, it seems.

Shoot me with this.

End all my suffering.

It's what I asked of you when we first met.

I can't.

I'm a police officer.

In the end... everyone keeps saying that.

It's devastating to me.

That you all want to save me,

and no one will kill me and put an end to my misery.

I'm sorry.

Please, don't apologize.

It's not your fault.

I know.

I have to go back in, don't I?

If I do, then at least...

...I can be of use to someone.

But for all my increased suffering,

some part of me is more at peace than before.

It's like I'll find greater and greater relief...

...floating in that darkness...

...in deep, deep sleep-- so deep that I forget who I am.

And anyway, there's nothing for me,

not here,

not anywhere.

Ms. Asukai.

Ms. Asukai.

We... can't free you yet.

But someday...

I swear...

One day...

Someone will come along who can truly save you!

Please, wait for that day.

Don't give up hope.

Someday...

You'll be released from your suffering!

I'll make sure of it!

Hey.

This is the first time I've found you alive.

Kaeru.

I... believe you.

So I'll be waiting, right here.

As long as it takes.

Where are we?

We're saved!

Yeah. Looks like it.

Is it safe to talk now?

Sakaido and Hijiriido are alive in the well!

Extract them!

Don't panic!

Call the medical unit.

Hondomachi.

It's all right.

Cry while you can.

No. I think one tear is just right for him.

All right then.

You're coming back home, right?

Yeah.

One day, for sure.

I'll go back to my real one.

It's just not going to be now.

It's also a joy to run out of tears.

And so the curtain closed on the John Walker case.

Takuhiko Hayaseura's death was handled as a suicide caused by mental breakdown.

The truth of the Mizuhanome was once again concealed.

The true nature of the case, the victims,

and the existence of comatose personnel who have yet to wake up--

none of it would be made public.

All personnel knew that was the way the Kura organization worked.

Whatever happens here--be it a past event or a workplace secret--is stored away.

Narihisago and Hondomachi, are you ready?

All set!

Are you up to this, Narihisago?

Yes, no problem.

This one is a new id well.

Keep your wits about you.

Of course.

But when we dive, we won't be ourselves.

I wonder, will that make a difference?

You're gonna make it make a difference, Koharu.

Roger! I'll do my best!

I'm excited to see a new killer's id well.

Good luck with your end of the case, everyone!

She sure is an oddball.

Looks like she's the right person in the right place.

Come on, rookie!

Sorry I'm late.

We have our authorization.

Understood.

The new system will have kinks for some time.

But you'll handle it, Acting Chief.

Yes, sir!

Didn't he say we'd be working in shifts?

This time you'll be partnered.

The real-world investigation takes priority over the id well mystery.

This ups the quality and amount of information,

and analysis efficiency.

Got it.

All right. Inject them!

Their voices don't reach me.

Even if I could hear them, I wouldn't know who spoke.

I stop being myself, and my new self doesn't even know who I am.

And when I open my eyes as if I'm about to die again,

I always find myself in a strange world.

The same girl is always there, but she's already dead.

She's been killed. There's a mystery.

And then, that girl tells me my name and my job.

That's how I come to understand.

That everything in this world means something.

That my life means something,

and that her death means something, too.

There's a job that can only be done in that world,

and I'm the only one who can finish it.

My name is Sakaido.

I'm a brilliant detective.