Original subtitles

Translation: Midnite_rain

timing & qc: Melllllly

brain man

hey, look at this! Come on, say cheese!

"Look at me."

"This person standing before you is neither God nor judge."

"I am just a mother whose child was murdered."

Her son, who was a gang member,

was targeted by a rival gang

and was killed by these boys.

In the beginning, this program was made for boys who had committed murder.

Its objective was to make them aware of the weight of their sins.

However, as the number of sessions increased

transformation was also seen on the side of participants who had suffered emotional trauma

at the loss of their family members.

They came to realize that these boys were not unfathomable monsters

but that they were also human.

This is a video that was taken one month later.

The mother of the victim

was battling depression for a long time.

However, after joining this program, her symptoms improved.

And she stopped hurting herself.

Of course, this is different for every individual

but as you can see from clinical results

there is considerable progress achieved.

Although this has never been adopted here in our country

I hope that you can consider

the implementation of this treatment program.

I will take full responsibility. So you are forcing a rabbit into a cage with a lion

and expecting some dramatic transformation?

I've seen enough. Let's wrap it up.

Serves you right!

Bye bye, auntie!

Damn kids.

Help me...

It's all right!

It's all right...

Somebody!

Call an ambulance now!

You'll be fine! You'll be fine.

Quick! Somebody!

Please! Call them now!

No way!

Did someone die?

Woah! Seriously?

It's a dead body!

This is so going on my blog.

Hey! Whaddya think you're doin'?!

This isn't a fucking show.

Chaya-San, this is a bad idea, chaya-San!

You think it's amusing that someone's dead?

Hey, hey, hey!

Bastard.

Calm down, man. Don't be so immature.

All these youngsters nowadays

snapping away at everything with their cameras.

What's become of this country, dammit!

Earlier today

the Tokyo metropolitan police received a letter claiming responsibility for the attack.

It's most likely the same perp.

This time it says 'strike a match, for a brief moment fog thickens over the sea.'

'is this homeland worth throwing life away for?'

what's with the confusing poem?

Uh, it's not really a poem, but a tanka. - [Tl note: Tanka = Japanese poem containing five lines with 5, 7, 5, 7 and 7 syllables respectively)

Can it, newbie.

This is written by terayama, isn't it?

Who's terayama? Some monk?

I like that part about you.

This is terrible.

They used a whole lot more explosives this time.

On top of that,

they even stuffed a ball bearing in.

It's like being shot point blank with a shotgun.

This lady had her tongue cut out, too.

Fuckers.

The victim is kinjou risuko, a famous fortuneteller.

She boasted that she could divine the hideout

of the perpetrators behind the serial bomb attacks, as well as when the next attack will take place.

My cards tell me

that there is a high possibility that a route bus will be targeted next.

The attack will take place in the evening.

O foolish criminals...

It's highly likely that she stung their pride with her words

and got her tongue cut out for it.

Up to date, people who berated these criminals on TV

like the female newscaster

or host and commentators of a talk show all had their tongues cut out and killed

with what we believe to be the same modus operandi.

Midorinodai train station where the incident occurred

was pinpointed by kinjou risuko in her show to be the area where the perpetrator's hideout was.

She also divined that a route bus would be targeted.

It's ironic

but this attack ultimately went exactly

the way she predicted it would.

It can be anything.

It would help if you could recall even just a little more.

But I've been telling you

whatever I told you just now is everything I know!

I understand, but...

Hey, newbie, don't just ask for her cellphone number.

Make sure you get her home number, too!

I've given you my workplace contact number.

I don't believe I'm obligated to let you know my home number as well.

Bye.

Uhm, wait!

This is the doctor from the treatment center who was present at the scene.

Oh yeah, the psychiatrist.

What of it?

If you psychiatrists could reduce the number of psychos by even a little bit

we wouldn't be having so much trouble.

Excuse me.

That child you saved?

I heard he passed away just now.

Mariko.

Coming.

Mariko!

Coming!

What is it?

You could at least change the batteries yourself, you know.

What about your medicine? Have you taken them?

If you get an attack you won't be able to recover.

Listen...

About that treatment program I was telling you about the other day

don't you want to give it a try?

All you need to do is meet with him and have a little chat.

If you were on that bus

you could've died.

Area is engulfed in black smoke.

According to the police, all passengers on the bus including the driver

you've always been a lucky child.

Were transported to the hospital

but the deaths of 23 of them have been confirmed so far.

I guess.

Apart from being your daughter, that is.

According to police and fire defense authorities,

as debris from the crime scene believed to be part of the explosive were discovered

they are of the opinion that this case is strongly linked to the string of bombing incidents.

You've got the face of someone who hasn't slept a wink.

Speak for yourself.

If you pull the long face from morning

luck will pass you by.

If you actually have a good joke to throw over

I might consider being friendlier.

I found it.

A lead.

All the bombs were assembled differently

but each of the parts used

weren't all that varied.

Even these pieces left behind at the crime scene were ready-made products you can get from anywhere.

That's why we have no way of tracking them.

Isn't that right?

What we found was a gadget with a severed wire.

Minute particles were lifted from the strands of this wire.

From this, we discovered that the blade used to cut them

was made from a special type of tungsten carbide.

It's so hard

it can cut through iron or concrete easily.

Seems like there aren't many of these sold.

Oh, this one.

It's a custom made product that hardly goes out.

We should still have a record of all the customers who've ever purchased this.

Really? Yep.

Wait a sec. Okay!

Chaya-San!

Newbie.

It's hirono. We've been partners for 3 years, chaya-San.

What are you looking all goggle-eyed for? Go get the list from him already!

Right!

According to the real estate agency

it seems this place was rented out for the purpose of exhibiting pictures and staging plays.

What's up with you?!

Go! Okay!

Hey, you all right?!

I-I'm fine!

Don't move!

It's the police!

Who in the world are you?

Turn around!

Who just took off?

Your buddies?

Get down on your knees!

I said down on your knees!

Put both hands behind your head.

Got yourself some battle scars?

Ouch!

Please, cut it out.

Heard his name was suzuki ichiro?

It's probably some alias.

Takin' us for fools.

He just clammed up after that.

Didn't you guys hear a woman screaming?

Yeah, I think there were 2 of them.

Most likely his accomplices.

Hq anticipated it to be a group job from the beginning, after all.

So they fell out with each other?

Well, that's the only way to look at it.

Good work today. You too.

Any problems?

Yeah, there's Yamada from cell 1.

Complained he had a stomachache, so I gave him some medication.

Yamada still has stomachaches?

That old hag had a small fortune stowed away.

Even if it came down to killing her I wouldn't get the death penalty.

You killed her?

And then?

She was a tough old hag.

Yeah?

I lost it and killed her.

Seriously?

Because I choked her

all her piss and shit came out. It was absolutely disgusting.

Ew, gross.

Don't even wanna think about some old hag's shit.

Just gross.

Move it.

That detective just can't stop nagging.

Guys like him must be whinge-y at night too, huh.

What do you think you're doing? Stop it!

W-what's with you?

Stop it!

Save me!

Get away from him!

You...!

Open up your hand!

I'm gonna make sure you get the death penalty.

Don't think you can escape by pretending to be crazy!

They're here!

Oh, here they come!

The police van ferrying the suspect in the string of bomb blasts

has arrived at the treatment center for psychiatric evaluation.

The heinous criminal who has thrown all of Japan into the depths of fear

is now right before our eyes, passing us by.

I will open it now.

This way.

One of us will be on watch.

Thank you. I'm just going to drop by the admin office. I'll be back immediately.

In that case, I'll go in next.

Please do.

Once it's time, I'll come for my shift.

You'll only find something like this in some remote love hotel.

Love hotel?

You put your room fee in this thing and send it out to the front desk.

So that you don't have to show your face to anyone.

Wow, I've never actually been to one.

What, you a virgin?

No!

Uhm, it comes in handy when you want to send out clinical specimens or handwritten medical records.

Well, for a giant hospital like ours...

Is he completely refusing to answer?

I'll answer trivial questions.

But, you won't be getting anything about this case or myself.

Was there anything about him that bothered you the first time you saw him?

Shrapnel from the blast was embedded in his back,

but it was almost as if he felt no pain.

Felt no pain...

Was it your idea to bring him in for evaluation before prosecution?

The prosecutors didn't want to have to see this trial drag out either.

Why did you pick me?

You must've been aware that our director is the leading expert in psychiatric evaluation

I've been let down by evaluation results more than once.

Having some criminal's sentence commuted easily

will give people like us who risk our lives to catch them a bad name.

I'm sure you of all people

wouldn't come to some ridiculous conclusion that he's mentally incompetent.

Make sure you nail him.

Even if this person is someone who can kill an innocent child,

we can't afford to let our emotions get the better of us in this line of work.

Try putting yourself in the shoes of those parents whose child was murdered!

Just because they're mentally ill, they can't be charged?

You've gotta be fucking kiddin' me! Chaya-San, calm down!

I think it's best you go for some counseling.

You even have your pick of doctors here.

Damn hag!

Excuse us.

Please remove his cuffs.

But... Please remove them.

I will be overseeing your evaluation.

My name is washiya mariko.

I am suzuki ichiro.

The examination will start from today.

We will begin with a physical examination.

Could you take off your shirt?

Yes.

Pardon me.

Please step over here.

There is scarring from shrapnel during the blast

as well as old burn scars on his body

but no mechanical complications to the brain.

Brain wave activity is normal

and wave profile is completely healthy.

No unusual wave patterns or any other minor complications were observed.

Come in.

Good job. You too.

Anything happened? Nothing out of the ordinary.

The first thing I would like to know as your physician

is whether you have

suffered any serious illness or injury in the past?

Could you answer me?

I have never suffered

from any serious illness or injury.

You have burn scars on your body.

If you don't mind my asking,

could you tell me how you got them?

I do not remember.

They do not appear to be scars you got as a child.

I do not remember.

Patients only have three patterns of reaction towards a psychiatrist.

Blatant display of hostility,

inconsequential display of affection

or feigned ignorance.

However, he does not fall into any of these three categories.

He's cooperative but distant

and that is neither a result of wariness nor aversion.

It's something more fundamental than that.

Something that can somehow be directly attributed to his character.

Hello?

Yes.

Shimura-kun did what?

I heard you beat up a friend who was watching the news about the bombing with you.

'Since the kid's dead, they not only save on child support'

'they even get insurance, their parents must be happy'

it's a cruel joke that no one wants to hear

but you've got to learn to ignore things like that.

You're...

About to be released from here, you know?

I...

Was so worried that you got caught in that bombing.

But...

When I heard that it was kids

I suddenly had the image

of limp, tiny bodies

covered in blood.

And...

I just couldn't control myself.

Go on.

A long time has passed since then

it felt like I was forgiven.

Felt like I had atoned enough.

Go on.

But once I put myself in the shoes of those parents whose child was murdered,

I realize it is a lifetime of pain with no escape,

and the things that I have done

are things I cannot atone for even in death.

Your death

will not bring forgiveness for the things you have done.

You have to live.

Live

and continue to atone for your sins.

Yes.

It's great that his release schedule wasn't affected by this.

Before you attended to him,

that child wouldn't say a word, even when I visited him.

But he finally said

'mom, sorry for putting you through such a hard time.'.

This is narrative therapy, you said?

After getting treated by you,

that child

has turned over a new leaf.

All the credit should go to shimura kun.

By putting his transgression into words and becoming aware of it,

he was able to truly reflect on what he had done.

No.

It was because of you, doctor.

To think that he...

Would be able to go back out into the world again

is like a dream come true.

Doctor,

you are almost like God.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

Welcome back.

It must've been hard on you.

The results of his blood test are out.

Thanks.

His endorphin count is abnormally high.

Loads of his very own brain synthesized dope.

He's like a one-man drug factory.

Endorphins have a similar effect to morphine, right?

Yeah, it's been mentioned in theses concerning the correlation to insensitivity to pain

what about it?

You heard that detective, didn't you?

During the blast, he got shrapnel stuck all over his back

but it was as if he didn't feel the pain.

What does this look like to you?

It looks like a butterfly.

Why does it look like a butterfly to you?

No particular reason.

Well then,

what does this look like to you?

It looks like a bat.

He's in the toilet now.

Could I have a look at his behavioral records?

Here.

What are you doing?

There's something I want to confirm.

Please.

Was the test tiring?

No.

Do you feel anything strange at the moment?

No.

Sorry for trying to fool you.

But why is it that even though there is a safety pin poking into you

you feel nothing?

At which point did you start to stop feeling pain?

This is not an interrogation.

It is an obligatory question in this evaluation.

Let me change my question.

What kind of person was your father?

He was a normal father.

Have you ever thought he was scary?

I have never thought he was scary.

What about your mother? What kind of person was she?

She was a normal mother.

Was she good at cooking? Was she pretty?

Or did she like to nag?

She was not a mother who nagged.

Do you have anything you are afraid of, or have trouble dealing with?

Not particularly, I think.

What about snakes or spiders?

There are many who dislike creatures like that.

I have never thought of snakes or spiders as frightening.

Then, what frightens you?

Notebooks? Or pens?

I have never thought of notebooks or pens as frightening.

About your father,

you said that you have never thought of him as scary, correct?

Yes.

What did your father look like?

He looked normal.

Did he have a good build?

He had a normal build.

Did he have a beard?

He did not have a beard.

What about your mother, then?

Did your mother not have a beard?

My mother did not have a beard.

I will ask you again.

Please think carefully.

Did your mother not have a beard?

She did not have one.

Wouldn't it be better to wrap this up quickly?

Diminished mental capacity.

Indications of psychiatric disorder in line with mental incompetence

were not seen in this patient.

That's what you have written in here as well.

It's weird.

The results from his rorschach and htp tests

were much too normal.

It's as if it was well-calculated to prevent us from looking into his mind.

And I'd like you to take a look at this, director.

The areas circled out in red

are the times he returned from lunch

and the times he went to the toilet after that.

There must be some kind of mistake here.

No.

He goes to the toilet exactly 1 hour after lunch.

And he does this every day.

There is no clock in the custodial or appraisal rooms.

He has an outrageously accurate body clock.

He may just be an unprecedented type of patient.

Your job this time is to appraise this patient.

It is not treatment or research.

You have a tendency to get too involved.

The same goes for that treatment program.

Allowing the victim and assailant to meet.

Something like that cannot be called treatment.

It's playing with fire.

We're running out of time.

If we continue to stick resolutely to outdated forms of treatment only,

our patients will gradually lose whatever life they have left.

Don't tell me you intend to get your mother

involved in that kind of treatment program?

What's up with you?!

I tried really hard, you know?

Pretending to be some cleaning lady.

Why's this guy targeting us?

I felt that he and I are the same.

The same?

We can kill without hesitation.

We aren't troubled by frivolous emotions like guilt.

I...

Am grateful that I met someone like you.

None of the people around me understood that I was special.

And they were kind of dull.

We're gonna take him out next, right?

I'll free his soul from his body for him.

Are you all right?

You'll feel better soon.

I won't let you die earlier than me!

You're my God.

It's true that suzuki ichiro's reactions are rather odd.

Saying something like my mother did not have a beard

with a straight face isn't normal.

But we can't rule out the possibility that he's just putting up an act.

What do you think we should do?

If it were me, I'd put him through a polygraph test first.

Oh. You want me to help you?

I'm glad I discussed this with you.

It's a test to determine your reaction speed.

I will ask you a series of questions without stopping.

Try to answer without thinking too much.

Even if the questions sound ridiculous to you,

please answer them seriously, without laughing.

Do you understand?

Yes.

Let's begin.

Firstly, what is your name?

My name is suzuki ichiro.

Do you know where this is?

It is the custodial ward of a treatment center.

How many fingers is this?

Three.

Do you have a habit of watching the TV?

No.

Do you have a habit of masturbating?

What is that?

I asked if you have a habit of masturbating.

You understand the meaning of masturbation, don't you?

Yes.

So then, do you?

No.

Have you ever gone traveling?

What is that?

I asked if you have ever gone traveling.

Is this another topic?

Yes, it is.

What about it? Have you ever traveled?

I do not travel often.

Do you wish to have sex with me?

What is that?

I asked if you wish to have sex with me.

What do you mean?

Exactly what it means. Answer the question.

I do not know.

What do you mean?

Does it mean you do not know if you wish to have sex with me or not?

Or does it mean you do not know how to answer my question?

I think it's the latter.

Did you ever keep a dog or cat as a child?

Is this another topic?

Yes. Did you ever keep a dog or cat as a child?

I have never kept a pet.

Do you wish to have sex with me?

You asked the same question earlier.

Please answer.

Do you wish to have sex with me?

This is a syntonization of his voice from the ic recorder and our data.

The vertical lines represent moments where

you tried to agitate him with shocking questions.

Things like masturbation, or do you wish to have sex...

There doesn't seem to be anything strange about this.

He's reacting to my key questions, isn't he?

Look carefully.

The waveform is aligned slightly behind the vertical line.

I can see that, but how is that strange?

It's a lot stranger if the question and reaction occur at the same time, right?

Nope, it's strange all right.

When you're surprised by something someone says,

do you wait until they finish talking?

That shouldn't be the case!

That's where the human brain differs from a computer.

Where we're more brilliant.

Most of the time, at the moment someone opens his mouth

or at the moment he's halfway through saying something,

we can sense what he's trying to say.

Waiting for the entire sentence to end

before demonstrating surprise is impossible.

And look at this.

This is after you asked if he wanted to have sex with you.

Although he should've understood that he was being asked the same question again,

his response is like stamping

it is exactly the same as the first time you asked that question.

A normal human being would never show something like that.

What's your diagnosis?

Perhaps he doesn't understand emotions.

That's the only thing I can think of.

Like emotional expression disorder?

No.

There is nothing awkward about his daily behavior

and he is overly uptight about certain things.

As far as I can tell from his appearance.

He shows no sign of this condition.

You're right.

Well, I've seen a fair share of cases myself

but he doesn't fit into any of those.

To be honest, it's rather creepy.

What if...

He was lacking in emotion since birth?

You're kidding.

I mean, if he has no emotions,

he doesn't only lack feelings of happiness, anger, sorrow or pleasure.

It's equivalent to having none of the fundamental desires that make us human.

Could someone like that even survive?

What if he acquired this through learning?

What if someone...

Instilled in him whatever he needed to survive?

Then, he'd just be a robot.

You can't seriously be thinking of writing that kind of appraisal report, right?

I have a favor to ask of you.

Ask me a question.

I'd like you to put your thoughts into words.

You don't have to think too hard.

Anything is fine.

I am not used to asking questions.

Did you learn that answer from someone, too?

Doctor?

Dr. washiya?

Could you wait here for a while?

All right.

Congratulations on your return to society, shimura-kun.

It's all thanks to you, doctor.

I really appreciate it.

You didn't have to come all the way here to tell me that.

I've decided to live on my own.

I have a welding license,

and I think I somehow managed to get a job doing that.

I see. Your mother must be relieved.

Yes.

For all the trouble I caused her

I intend to try as much as I can to be a good son to her.

I'm going to be all right.

Yeah.

Sorry for bothering you at work.

I should go for today.

What's wrong?

Who was that?

Huh?

It's a question.

He's the most important patient to me.

It took me a while to treat him

but he's finally starting over

so that he can get his life back.

It's the first time

you're interested in something.

Do you have time? Sure.

Something rather interesting has popped up.

It may lead up to suzuki ichiro's true identity.

What is it?

This here. Do you want to read it?

Hey...

He~y!

Don't stop halfway like that.

Don't direct that stinking mouth at me.

When was this?

Close to 15 years ago.

Please...

Please don't hate yuria!

Please...!

I'll treat my stomach trouble too.

If you throw me away, I'll...

Please!

This thesis was published by the doctor in charge at that time.

I happened to score a hit when I was searching for similar cases.

Well, it's also because he's a really rare rh negative o blood type.

If he wasn't, I would've never found this.

Thanks. I owe you one.

Yeah.

Do you dislike monaka?

This thing.

The wafer sticks to your upper jaw.

That's what I don't like.

Sorry about that.

Publishing something like this,

I must've still had some ambition as a doctor back then.

I'll go straight to the point.

Was that patient placed under your care here?

This place...

Is something like a dumping ground.

Most of my patients

were children who were passed from one pediatrician or psychiatrist to another

and were left with no place else to go.

There were those who hit their heads on floors or walls

and those who smeared their entire bodies with their own feces.

But, that child was the first of his kind.

Takekimi showed

no sign of spontaneous behavior apart from breathing.

It was almost as if he were an abandoned doll.

Sitting in that corner over there.

I think it was right after the time he was admitted here

takekimi's parents got caught in a hit-and-run and passed away.

Hit-and-run...

Business was difficult here too

and we weren't running a charity.

We didn't know what to do with that child...

I will keep whatever I hear here between us.

Takekimi's grandfather,

irisu noriyuki, was a very well-known multimillionaire.

I closed this hospital and made a contract with him

to be their family's live-in doctor.

Takekimi-kun.

The first thing I did was to give him toilet training.

I brought him to the toilet at a fixed time every day to empty his bowels.

It took him one month before he could finally do this by himself.

But that was only if he was given the instruction to do so.

Eat.

If no instruction was given, he wouldn't even eat.

If left alone, he would probably starve to death.

He didn't have any kind of brain disorder, did he?

No, far from it.

His IQ...

Far surpassed what we had ever imagined.

A Jigsaw puzzle that would take a normal person days to complete

takekimi would complete in a few hours.

Irisu-San!

Please take a look at this.

The design of this image as well as the shape of each individual Jigsaw piece and their positions.

He remembers them all.

For any book he reads,

as long as he's seen it once from start to finish,

just by flipping the pages, he could remember every bit of its content perfectly.

I tried giving him anything from animal picture books to advanced mathematical textbooks.

Not only did he remember the text

but he also committed each diagram and picture to memory.

It was a terrifying ability.

He was almost like a library of tens of thousands of books

or a computer with extraordinary arithmetical abilities.

I called him...

Brain man.

Brain man...

He possessed a more extensive databank than any other human in the world

but without instruction from others

he wouldn't even eat or excrete.

It was literally

only his brain that was existing.

Irisu noriyuki

sought to make use of this unique ability

and began to give him strange special education classes.

Irisu was loaded and he made full use of his money.

I...

Was thrown out.

Do you know anyone who knew irisu takekimi after that?

This is quite something.

Neglecting your job

in favor of playing detective.

Dr. aizawa

said one too many unnecessary things.

So,

what did takekimi do now?

He killed someone?

Why'd you think he did?

Because he was brought up by that old man to be like that.

I don't wanna remember.

Could you tell us what happened?

My role was to give takekimi physical training.

If I accepted this job

I was told I would get sponsored for my himalayan expedition.

I...

I wasn't the only one.

There were other experts who were also hired by that old man.

Something that a normal person

would gain naturally after interacting with others,

he absorbed it all as a form of knowledge.

At the same time takekimi was groomed to be more human,

the old man grew more demented with age.

Master, perhaps it would be better if you had a bit of food...

Shut up!

Anger at his son and daughter-in-law being killed in a hit-and-run, was eating him up inside.

This is so unfair...

Takekimi...

Even all the wealth I have

won't bring your parents back.

The bastard who killed them

is still living comfortably somewhere.

And at length,

he started to do something terrible.

He began to teach takekimi the art of killing.

Listen, takekimi.

The only one who can guide this ugly tainted world

is an innocent soul like yours.

Deliver justice with your own two hands.

Eradicate this world of the evil that runs rampant within it.

That is

your calling.

You are...

Chosen by God.

The more I saw of this, the more spooked out I was.

He repeated the same thing night after night

and it was like a beautiful looking Frankenstein was just waiting to be born.

I thought things would turn bad if they were left like that.

So I persuaded that old man

to allow me to bring takekimi out from that house.

It wasn't just to build up his body

I hoped that I could make

what lay dormant within him awaken.

And that is?

Human feelings.

Cut the rope!

Cut it, takekimi!

If not you'll end up going down with me!

That was the first time he disobeyed my orders.

And with unbelievable strength

he pulled me all the way up to the top of that terrace.

That's...

What you call 'will', isn't it?

Would someone devoid of feelings

have a will?

Living on the mountains suited him.

He was still silent and impassive

but there were times when

I began to think that him being devoid of emotions was a lie.

I thought that something within him must surely be changing.

We're going home.

But that old man

would never think to accept that.

We're going!

And on that night

the old man's dream finally came true.

In the most ironic way.

Burn!

Burn!!

Who are you?

The time has finally come!

Bring evil

to justice!

What's with you?

Takekimi, what are you doing?

Run!

That's it.

Kill him!

Stop it, takekimi!

Kill him!

Stop it!

Takekimi...

Killed that man without any hesitation.

Exactly the way it was drilled into him by that old man.

In the same way he learnt to eat or excrete,

he became capable of murder.

Because that man was an evil person who deserved to die.

That's crazy!

That's just crazy!

He had to undergo surgery for the terrible burns he got

but when I finally went to see him at the hospital on the day of his discharge

there was only an empty bed left.

The massive inheritance that old man left him

also disappeared from his bank account that day.

I think

that was also one of the things the old man taught takekimi.

And that was it.

I know nothing

about what happened to him after that.

To think that killing someone is like going to the toilet for him!

He's amazing!

Ichiro-kun and I are two heads of the same snake!

We are demons born from words that seek to dominate us!

We can't stop killing until we're dead! This is our fate!

Are you all right?

I will kill him for his sake.

The person guilty of killing irisu takekimi's parents in a hit-and-run was never caught.

But, there was a suspect that the police were quite certain was guilty at that time.

However, they couldn't prosecute him in the end due to insufficient evidence.

2 years ago,

that suspect was murdered by someone.

No one knows who did it.

In the past year,

4 of these scum like gangsters who kidnapped, raped and killed women

or drug dealers responsible for wrecking a number of lives

have turned up dead.

No suspects were found for these 4 cases either.

That man who had his eye dug out in the holding cell

was blowing hot air about how he'd never get the death penalty for killing an old woman

to one of his cell mates.

That's why he chose to deliver justice with his own hands.

We're hitting way off the mark here.

He's not the person behind those serial bomb attacks.

He was trying to kill the real perps.

After slipping out of that hospital,

irisu takekimi reappeared again after a blank of a few years

as suzuki ichiro, a killing machine with an overwhelming sense of justice.

A killing machine...

Doctor, this evaluation is over.

We're going to escort him back to headquarters.

Sorry to have kept you waiting.

Since it's the last time, please give me some time with him.

Irisu takekimi-San.

We already know who you are.

And we know what you intend to do.

I don't know what will come of talking to you

but on a final note, I'd like you to hear what I have to say.

My father died of an illness when I was in middle school.

My mother had to bring up my younger brother and I all by herself.

We were not well to do by any means

but because of that

our bonds were probably stronger than your average family.

We didn't have to be told,

we just naturally spared a thought for each other.

But today 8 years ago,

my then elementary school brother was murdered.

My brother's hair and eyebrows were shaved.

The culprit had played around with him in a cruel way.

My mother blamed herself.

She thought that if she had never taken her eyes off him,

he would've never been caught up in this incident.

Since then she's fallen into severe depression

and she still can't seize any opportunity for treatment.

The culprit was a middle school boy.

If it were you,

would you be able to kill a child like that?

You seem very worn out, doctor.

Just answer the question!

I...

I thought of killing him.

Many times.

Countless times.

But killing him

won't make any of the wounds we suffered disappear.

I took charge of counseling the boy who murdered my brother.

It was so painful

and I thought of giving up so many times

but little by little, he started to pick himself up.

He shared my grief

and faced it without running away.

That was the boy you asked about the other day.

What did you just feel?

You felt something, didn't you?

Tell me!

Tell me!

That's enough, doctor!

Let's go.

Hey!

You remember the Mountain trainer ino-San, don't you?

He said that there was a time when something inside of you

began to change

but that was forcibly sealed away by your grandfather!

You actually have feelings

buried somewhere deep down inside of you, don't you?

Even though you realize this, you've been trying to suppress these feelings!

Isn't that true?!

You...

You were not born to become a murderer.

Go! Yes, sir.

If you stop this car,

I will let him go unharmed.

Stop it! Don't do anything stupid!

Stop it!

Ichiro-kun!

You stupid fool!

Ichiro-kun! We came for you!

Get your ass out here!

Stop it... please stop...

Please save me!

Please save me.

We have no use for small fries.

Get ichiro-kun out!

I never would've thought the perps behind the serial bomb blasts were women.

Please stop...

You just figured that out? That really cracks me up.

It's the end of Japan.

Send him out.

Don't move!

Hey!

Hey! Hold it!

Watch out!

Hey!

Hey, newbie!

Get a grip!

Newbie!

Sorry.

How is he?

He'll have to stick around for a while,

but he won't die, right, newbie?

It's hirono.

I've been teamed up with chaya-San for three years.

I'll be fine. I won't die.

Save the cockiness you piss-leaking virgin.

I told you, I'm not a virgin!

Hey, doc.

He used my gun to kill someone.

No one will blame you for it.

That's not the point!

That's not it, doc!

I let my guard down.

Even though he...

This suzuki ichiro

should be an unforgivable murderer...!

The dead girl is mizusawa yuria.

She was popular on the Internet.

She apparently uploaded a footage of her strangling herself on a streaming website.

That picture was taken from mizusawa's cellphone.

Her name is midorikawa noriko.

She has no priors but she's surrounded by quite a few deaths.

Her parents were both murdered.

Their tongues were cut out.

Why wasn't she arrested?

It seems there wasn't any hard evidence against her.

Most of all, it was because she was still a kid.

She's been killing since she was a child?

She was an eccentric kid

and had her fair share of visits to the psychiatrist.

However, she was also exceptionally bright

and studied at a university abroad during her 2nd year in high school

using the massive inheritance her parents left her.

Any of this sounds like suzuki ichiro to you?

Midorikawa doesn't possess feelings like your average human being either.

She's an unforgivable murderer.

It's been one week since irisu takekimi disappeared.

Something stirred within him.

I want to see him again.

There's something I want to confirm.

You don't need to stare so hard, you're already an attractive woman.

It's a blackout.

Are you guys all right?

Oh, it's on!

This is the first time something like this has happened.

Let's contact the control room.

You're up?

Midorikawa...

Noriko?

Taking another person's life into your hands is the privilege of a doctor, isn't it?

Are you sexually frustrated, doctor?

'Do you want to have sex with me?'

you baited ichiro-kun a few times with that, didn't you?

He'll be here soon.

Explosives are going off simultaneously all over the place!

Yes!

Yes!

Just make sure you gather enough backup! It's an emergency!

All right, calm down!

Calm down!

Hey, don't run! Don't run! Calm down!

Don't panic!

Hey, chaya!

Can you check if there are any intruders in the admittance ward?

We'll look into the emergency center.

Got it.

Come on, let's go!

Yes, sir!

Can I help too?

Sure, thanks.

Where's Dr. washiya?

Well...

What's going on?

This is command paging all units! Where is the blast now?

1st floor of the main building!

Multiple casualties! Where's the bomb disposal unit?

They're headed for the emergency center at the moment.

Hey, how's it going?

Nothing here!

Nothing here either!

All right, let's move on, then!

We didn't find anything at the emergency center.

We've got nothing so far, too.

What should we do?

Get me the hospital map. Yes, sir!

What's the meaning of this?

We just checked that place!

You...!

Don't move!

Did you come to kill midorikawa?

Midorikawa is somewhere in this hospital, isn't she?

The bombs

are being sent all over this hospital using this device.

What?

So it was this all along!

Let the entire building know immediately!

Yes, right away!

You guys go with her! Yes, sir!

Where's the control room?

Control room... control room...

It's on the 2nd floor of the central ward, next to the conference room.

Oh, that's right!

I'll show the way.

Please.

Let's go! Yes, sir!

Let's go! Yes, sir!

This way!

It would be better not to go near the control room.

Kuroda is a bomb specialist.

You don't have to worry about them!

Hey, doc? Where are you now?

How're you feeling, Mr. detective?

So that's how it is.

You sure made a mess of this place.

You'd better not have done anything to the doctor.

Come to the 8th floor of the main building with ichiro-kun.

Oh, it's this way!

You don't need to go in, leave it to us.

Come on! Yes, sir!

Move.

Newbie!

You bitch!

It'll go off in 5 minutes.

And,

if you try to move that collar by even a little bit, then

boom!

But it's not like you have zero chance of helping him.

What do you mean?

I'll disarm it if you kill ichiro-kun.

Bullshit!

We still have a bomb disposal expert called kuroda.

No one's gonna become your damned puppet!

You're kidding, right?

Did you seriously think I wouldn't rig that place?

Kuroda.

What's up?

I just terminated the main dispatch system.

I see, that's great.

All that's left is to dispose of the bombs in those capsules.

Leave that to the others!

I need you to come here immediately! We're at...

Kuroda?

Kuroda!

Mr. detective?

Your dear junior only has a few minutes left.

Do me a favor and stop getting your panties in a twist, all right?

You only have to decide which one of them you'd rather kill.

If I shoot him, I can save you.

You're a specialist in psychiatric analysis, right, doctor?

Do you think that detective will shoot ichiro-kun?

What fun do you find in all this?

You're insane!

That doesn't sound like something a psychiatrist would say.

If you can reflect on it and express it into words

your symptoms will disappear.

The psychiatrist I was seeing

believed in this absurd narrative therapy.

You did the same

for the culprit who murdered your brother, didn't you?

You know...

About shimura-kun?

But...

There are souls that can't be saved by that.

When I cut my parents' tongues out and killed them,

that was the first time I felt saved.

I never thought that my actions

would save shimura-kun.

This job

is my own battle for survival!

Well, let's see if the detective has made his decision.

This bomb cannot be deactivated.

Shut up!

Don't waste your efforts.

Die!

Please die!

Stop it!

Please stop.

I'll die.

I'll die!

I'll be the one who dies!

I'll be the one who dies.

I'll be the one who dies.

I'll die!

Stop!

Don't do it!

That's the end of our little analysis game.

Ichiro-kun will be here soon.

What...

What will you gain from doing this?!

Before that, I think that wagging tongue of yours will have to go.

You...

I know!

In his last stages of cancer, Freud was euthanized with morphine.

But I don't want to be euthanized!

As you put it,

I want to die fighting in my own battle!

We've identified the place where the security camera footage is being fed wirelessly.

It's the surgical ward! Head for the surgical ward now!

Roger.

You're in luck, doctor.

Clear!

Doc.

Have you ever experienced heartfelt happiness?

I never have.

And I was always yearning for that.

That time has come.

Stop it!!

I wonder what it must be like to feel no pain?

I beg you...

Don't do anymore, please!

Just wait.

I'll be joining you soon.

I'll be waiting.

I'll be waiting for you.

Don't do it!

Don't kill another person!

You weren't born to be a murderer!

You're not some killing machine!

You're human

just like us!

Trumpet!

'Pa'?

I said 'pa'!

You said 'pa'? Yeah!

I will kill your most important patient.

Shimura-kun!

Shimura-kun!!

You'll be all right.

You'll be fine! You'll be fine!

It's a good thing

my son was killed.

Because of that,

that boy was saved.

God really does exist.

Mariko...

That treatment program you were telling me about

I'm willing to give it a try.

All I have to do is meet with someone and talk to him, right?

I'll meet him.

I'm sorry.

I'll meet and talk to him.

I'm so sorry!

Hello?

It's you, isn't it?

Do you know how I'm feeling right now?

I couldn't overlook your mistake.

Where are you now?

Please, don't hang up.

Tell me.

How come you knew

that shimura would repeat his crime?

Teeth marks.

There were fresh teeth marks made by a child on his arm.

But I cannot forgive you for killing him.

What's going to happen if you keep doing this?

What kind of evil merits death?

You're not God.

No one gets to decide what can be classified as good or evil

nor do they have the power to pass that judgment!

You...

Destroyed everything I built.

He made use of you

and betrayed you.

Are you saying you killed him for my sake?

You cried for me.

You were the only one

who did that for me.

I am grateful to you.

You...

Where will you go?

Where do you intend to go from here?