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Wait, Mr. Kazuta!

Why are you running away?

Wait.

What was that about?

What's up with you?

I found Mr. Haruka Kazuta!

Huh? Kazuta?

Haruka Kazuta?!

That's what I said.

He had a hole in his head, but he's alive.

He was in the crowd just now.

But when I called to him, he ran off.

What?

This is an emergency.

We need to find him.

Still, I'm surprised he's not dead.

Fukuda lived, too.

Even a serious wound can be survived.

Yeah, you're right.

But what're you so worked up over?

What?

Haruka Kazuta survived, didn't he?

He conquered his injury.

The same as you.

Even so, his hole and mine aren't the same.

Meaning?

I'm just saying that no two head holes are alike.

See for yourself. Just ask him.

"Does the wind blowing through your hole feel cool?"

Is it better if it does?

Speaking from my hole experience, it means trouble if it's not.

How old are you, again?

Hondomachi.

Oh, yes?

How old are you?

Oh, well, I'm 23.

You're not a middle schooler.

All this over a little smack on the lips?

Oh, no.

That's not it at all.

Come on.

It was just sudden. And odd.

That's not what I was thinking about.

I was wondering why Mr. Kazuta was even there.

Hmm. It was a sensational case.

Probably the entire population of Japan was riveted

to the case for those three days.

Many people also showed up because they noticed the commotion nearby.

I heard there were roughly 2,000 in that neighborhood.

That's the thing, isn't it?

Why there?

Considering... how the Gravedigger would feel at first... about having a copycat...

Wait. Wait.

I mean, you don't actually have to wait... um...

What is it?

This might sound like quite a leap, but...

Tell me.

What if we suppose Haruka Kazuta wasn't there simply as an onlooker,

but instead was there to check out the copycat?

Okay. Why would he need to do that?

Perhaps...

...because Haruka Kazuta is the real Gravedigger.

What if that's it?

What?!

That's why he snuck away.

He wasn't acting like an onlooker.

Okay. So then the real Gravedigger just kissed you after you called out to him?

That's the key.

I was surprised by what he did.

But Haruka Kazuta was also surprised himself.

That's because it was an unexpected course of action for him, too.

It was inadvertent?

What would you have done in his shoes?

A police officer stops you at the scene of your copycat's arrest,

and you can't escape.

Hmm. Well, I would get rid of you, wouldn't I.

No, I'd also want to keep you from talking, so I'd go further.

That is, you'd try to kill me.

That's the logical choice, and that's what Kazuta must have meant to do.

What? But he got mixed up?

Mr. Matsuoka, the reason we can't seem to catch the Gravedigger

is the lack of cognition particles, isn't it?

Without an id well, the Wellside is paralyzed.

Right.

He kidnaps someone, traps them in a barrel, and broadcasts them until they suffocate...

He's done it six times. There's no way the Gravedigger has no drive to kill, right?

Yeah.

Then why haven't we detected it?

Not even at the scene of the kidnapping.

My theory is this:

Inside Haruka Kazuta, mightn't the urge to kill be cross wired with kissing--

with all expressions of love.

You know, because of damage to his brain function brought on by his head wound.

Go to Genpei Oono's house.

Go to where he kissed me!

Unbelievable!

See?

There was no reason for Haruka Kazuta to kiss me.

The urges to kill and to kiss have been interchanged in his unconscious.

Hey! That means that asshole was trying to kill me!

My maidenly innocence is a bit damaged, but this makes up for it!

There's a possibility the Gravedigger's identity is Haruka Kazuta.

Hondomachi... You...

Yes?

No, nevermind.

Supposing that kisses takes the place of Kazuta's drive to kill...

He said "kisses."

Does that mean when we corner him, he'll attack with kisses?

No, most likely not.

An impulse is just the impetus for action,

so if he puts some conscious thought into killing someone, I'm sure he can do it.

But when he tries to kill someone in the spur of the moment like he did with me,

then the mix up might influence his actions.

That means that what drives Kazuta to kill is feelings of love,

and behind his expressions of love is the drive to kill.

So he buries people alive?

What kind of weirdo is this Haruka Kazuta?

Kaeru.

I remember.

My name is Sakaido.

Full name unknown, but I'm the brilliant detective.

I will solve the mystery of Kaeru's death.

Oh, I've got it.

Hey, come on now!

That's too fast!

Kaeru was killed by a single stab to the chest.

The weapon is gone.

The killer must have taken it.

Further, Kaeru lost a large amount of blood.

And it's pooled around her.

But.

Something's off about this.

If she was stabbed in this weightless environment,

the blood should have spattered in every direction.

Instead, it's pooled flat around her.

And of course the blood couldn't have floated up from the floor.

If it had, the tatami would be stained.

But the floor is clean, with no indication blood was wiped away.

Kaeru was killed in mid-air,

and to keep the blood from staining the floor or spraying all over,

the killer carefully spread the blood out flat.

But why?

To hide something beneath the canopy of blood.

Hello there.

Hello.

This is...

Not one particular person.

The voice, eye colors, and mole position are constantly changing.

Breaking the pattern down.

It's the Gravedigger's victims.

Minami Ayase, Shiki Kouda, Toshiki Yamashita,

Kaori Shiina, Kazuyuki Masuda, and finally Kana Mishima.

All right. I hereby acknowledge Haruka Kazuta as the Gravedigger.

Secure an arrest warrant.

The house has been identified.

It's a detached building on the grounds of Haruka Kazuta's family's home.

Both it and the main house are empty,

but there's a brewery for soy sauce on the grounds.

Do you think what the Gravedigger traps his victims inside

isn't a coffin, but a fermentation barrel?

Got the address.

Mr. Nishimura is near there.

You heard her.

Can you handle it?

I'm on my way.

What are you doing down here?

I'm the brilliant detective. Think.

I wonder, is the killer hiding you from someone?

There's a super scary monster.

Where is it now?

I don't know.

Then where is the person who killed Kaeru--this girl?

I don't know that either.

But I think he's probably out fighting that monster.

I see.

Sit tight there for a while longer, okay?

Okay.

What can I use as a weapon?

So that's the best I've got.

What's this?

Piece the picture together.

Yes, ma'am.

It's from Kazuta's final year of middle school.

When Kazuta was considered a victim of the Perforator,

the investigators found the same picture when they searched his room.

It's a memory of an actual possession.

Thoroughly check the people in the picture, too.

If feelings of love truly drive the Gravedigger to kill,

the person he loves might be in it.

A middle-school classmate?

Love, not the drive to kill, serves as the impulse for Kazuta to kill,

and he's been publicly sending snuff films to the person he has feelings for.

But could he really go so far on impulse alone?

With just a little thought, he should realize what he's doing is crazy.

Kazuta has a hole in his head, right?

He might have damage to other brain functions, not just his unconscious.

Good point.

But what about the object of his affections?

What do they do when they learn people were killed?

Not that it's their fault, of course.

Who knows. But let's send that picture to the other officers.

Yes, sir.

Can I choose which one we visit?

Sure. Pick the cutest one, though.

Yeah, yeah.

I mean, is the Wakumusubi even going to react?

Hondomachi got a kiss because she's a girl...

Wait, maybe the gender doesn't matter...

Director Momoki, it's John Walker!

So it's him!

You bastard!

Dammit!

Who the hell was that?

We found barrels at the brewery.

Cords are coming out of them.

The previous victims might be in them.

Or he might be in the middle of recording new victims like Oono.

Any reaction on the Wakumusubi?

None, sir.

Can you open them?

We'll try now.

Be cautious.

Roger.

The sound just dies.

They're filled with something.

The lids are shut tight, too.

Any signals?

Still analyzing.

Hey! Is somebody in there?

Nishimura, stay vigilant of the surroundings.

I know.

Coming!

Who might you be?

Oh, sorry.

We're with the police.

May we ask you some questions?

The boy was killed.

Then...

Will you protect me in his place?

Do you hear me? Hello!

It's no use. It's too tough!

Sir, no luck with the signals.

They're too heavily encrypted.

They'll take time to analyze.

Cut the power cables.

Huh? Soy sauce?

No! It's gasoline!

What happened?

Everybody out!

Retreat!

Even with this trap set, no drive to kill!

The Gravedigger did this, Momoki!

Shit!

Stay back!

There might be other traps!

Prepare a rescue!

So, Ms. Inami, you've been here three times in total.

Once at age 13, and twice at 14.

Is that right?

I'm glad to get to meet someone he was pretty close to.

Excuse me a moment.

Um, were there any other girls who were close with Mr. Kazuta?

Or perhaps someone with a special romantic connection?

Is something wrong?

No, forgive me. Ms. Hondomachi, was it?

What an unusual name.

I suppose.

Um, is your injury okay?

Oh, I'm sorry!

It's fine now, but there are still some areas that open up when I move around.

It must look unpleasant. My apologies.

Not at all.

There, all cleaned up.

Oh, thanks.

Um... Thank you very much.

No problem.

Back to Kazuta.

It really didn't feel like he was dating someone,

and I've never heard anything about it,

so I think maybe he never dated anyone.

At least, not during middle school.

Is that so?

But maybe he was dating someone.

Say, you, Ms. Inami?

Me? Don't be silly.

It didn't feel like we were that close at all.

Even when I was invited over, it was always with friends.

Then you were just friends?

Hmm. I guess we were something more... distant than that.

Oh, I see.

Then you had no interest, in the romantic sense.

Right.

But you did acquire information on whether he was dating someone.

That's not something you do if you're not interested, is it.

Oh, you're good, officer. You caught me!

So tell me. What was the situation, really?

Oh?

You see, we really never dated or anything.

But I'm sure you understand what it's like, Ms. Hondomachi.

For there to be someone who might like you. That kind of thing.

Actually, I'm a little oblivious.

No girl could be as cute as you are and not notice such things.

No, I really wasn't all that cute.

Though my situation wasn't as bad as it is now.

In the end, what makes girls cute isn't how they look.

You're still very cute.

I appreciate your words,

but girls' standards for a cute girl differ from boys' standards, don't they.

But you really are cute.

Um, returning to business...

It's rude of me to ask, but you're unmarried, aren't you, Ms. Inami?

That's right.

Do you have a boyfriend or anything like that?

Are you interested in me?

What? Oh, no, no. That's not what I meant.

I know you're just investigating a case.

Of course that's not your interest in me.

Just a joke, of course.

A boyfriend, huh.

Nope.

Have you... ever had one?

Wow. I'm amazed you can pry so hard.

It's my job to be curious. I'm sorry.

It's related to the investigation?

I'm not sure.

A boyfriend, huh.

Well, I am 27, so of course I've had one, but...

Hey, there's been an emergency. Time to go.

Almost done.

What?

Are you sure?

Yes.

You've had a boyfriend, but not someone you've truly loved?

You're good. I suppose you could put it that way.

The reason you didn't love your boyfriend.

Ultimately it was because you loved Haruka Kazuta. Isn't that right?

What? That's ridiculous!

Wait. Maybe not.

Hondomachi, hurry.

Understood.

Then, one last question.

Is there some blood coming from my wound again?

Not at all.

Oh, forgive me. I shouldn't be staring.

Not a problem.

Um...

Yes?

Is it possible--

I mean,

I already know.

You enjoy wounds and watching people die, don't you?

Allow me to fill you in on something.

Haruka Kazuta and I kissed.

You two haven't, right?

I mean, your relationship was only platonic and sticky.

What?

Who could have imagined?

His scrambled romantic and murderous urges didn't conflict at all.

Freeze! Put your hands up!

Get up slowly, turn toward me, and get on your knees!

Hey! What's going on?

What's with the gun?

I took a page from your book.

Also, she's the Gravedigger.

What?! Isn't Kazuta the Gravedigger?

The murders Kazuta committed were for her!

They were presents for this sadist!

Nahoshi Inami, where is Haruka Kazuta?

It's a pity your boyfriend died.

Not really. He wasn't my boyfriend.

But he loved you, didn't he?

Don't say that.

He should be the one to say that.

You're right.