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A well storm?

Because I remembered who I am?

Which means, this id well is mine!

Which also means, in the end...

...John Walker was manipulating me, too!

Well storm expanding!

The well itself also continues to expand!

We've completely lost Sakaido's position! We can't track him!

Cut the Mizuhanome's power!

That's without precedent!

Formation of a well storm is without precedent. Just do it!

I can't! There's no response!

The Mizuhanome is protecting the well.

This well wasn't from the Kura's repository.

It was created from cognition particles gleaned at Momoki's home.

That rules out a mix-up or switcheroo at the Kura.

And the Mizuhanome-Wakumusubi link wouldn't allow such a thing.

Which means, the switch happened at the scene.

Either Mr. Matsuoka set a trap, or he fell into one set by someone else.

Investigate Field Analyst Matsuoka's movements.

Yes, ma'am.

--I'm already on it. --What?

When you're thinking, you neglect everything else.

Nice backup!

What are you so proud of?

Got it.

Between entering the bedroom and the Wakumusubi scan,

Matsuoka did nothing suspicious.

Check whether any other investigators entered the bedroom.

Yes, ma'am.

Connect me to Mr. Matsuoka.

Okay. Returning to the scene.

Whoever did this, I don't appreciate being taken for a ride!

Why'd you do it?

What's your game?

Say something!

What's wrong?

Why are you going to let me kill you?

Don't I deserve it for what I did?

I purposely trapped you in this well-- after dreaming of this situation.

When the opportunity arose, something drove me forward,

so I went with it--knowing full well what it would mean.

Come on. Take it out on me.

No.

I reject your little offer.

I need to think!

You think, too!

Surrendering to rage and beating you to death would play into John Walker's hands.

John Walker wants me to kill you.

It's a problem for him if you're still around.

Why?

Why'd you go along with that?

Of course.

You want to die.

Why?

What could be so unbearable?

You even survived drilling a hole in your head.

Wait, why did you drill a hole in your head?

What was so awful back then?

As a brilliant detective who's missing the hole,

what's so awful now?

Hey.

What are you looking at?

The numbers?

Hey, what's all this?

I was bored.

I was counting sand.

Who're you?

Who are you ?

Wow. How cool.

Wow. That's harsh, but you're exactly right.

Don't point at me.

Your favorite number... It's three, right?

Guess I'll pass up another perfect opportunity to die.

Yeah, three is a nice number.

It's a wonderful number.

John Walker needed for you to die.

That's because once the sand is gone, this is a world of numbers.

And you're held captive by numbers.

You can't help but count them.

You have arithmomania, don't you?

You put a drill to your head to escape the agony of it, didn't you.

However, becoming a brilliant detective closed the hole,

and as a result, your arithmomania returned.

A brilliant detective's intellect must make it quite a burden.

That's why you're trying to die.

You nailed it.

I do sympathize.

But I won't give you the death you seek.

There's something only you can do.

That John Walker doesn't want you to do.

A job I need you to do.

Are you kidding me?

But I'm intrigued.

What's the job?

Have you noticed? The cockpit was just right here, but it's gone.

It was huge. How could...

You entered my other well, right?

It was also a world with lines of numbers.

And Kaeru was also there, at the starting point.

Furthermore, I expect she was attached dead to your wrist.

With handcuffs.

The other you in that world used handcuffs.

I see.

Were you able to find the cockpit Hondomachi was in?

Yeah.

I mean, there was no easy way for me to immediately kill myself in your well.

It was lightning.

I had to wait forever for it to zap me. It was hell.

Regardless, if you found the cockpit,

then don't you remember the numbers on the path you took to reach it?

Yup.

Not just the ones on the path.

I remember every number that entered my field of vision.

As long as there are more numbers, I'm compelled to take them all in, after all.

Then you can place our position on the map inside your head.

I can.

And what you want to find.

Will it be there, I wonder.

The storm is expanding.

That means the Mizuhanome and this id well are most likely continuing to update.

Which must be why the cockpit disappeared.

Hey, wait.

Assistant Director Togo!

Yes?

I took my eyes off Narihisago's original well for a moment, and now...

...the cockpit is gone!

Kokufu!

Sorry. Give me a moment.

The cockpit disappeared from the lightning well when the well storm appeared in the desert.

Keep an eye on the issue.

I know our brilliant detectives will come back.

I bet the Mizuhanome's updates brought her cockpit to our well.

And most likely Hondomachi along with it.

But where? This well is huge.

In the same spot.

It's the same well at different times.

Holy hell.

Why does your well always have to be so brutal?

But thanks to that, we've gotten rid of our observers, which gives us a chance.

Sometimes you sleep for only a short time, but the dream lasts much much longer.

You've experienced that, right?

Why does that matter?

The same kind of thing happened to me when I entered the well within this well.

In those ten minutes?

I lived in that well for more than a year.

Incredible!

Lucky you.

Yeah, but that's never happened in a normal id well.

Time in the well is synchronized with time in the outside world.

What was the difference?

And what did it have in common with dreams?

Oh, whether someone is observing the world from the outside, right?

If there's someone else to observe the events, time is synched,

but otherwise, time is free to dilate or contract.

I see.

That's how we have a chance.

The five minutes we have left is in the outside world.

And the same chance is available in the well within the well.

To Hondomachi.

Mr. Narihisago.

Even though he believed this was reality, he managed to do all this...

But be that as it may,

the serial killers all have their own preferred means to kill, like a mark.

"Challenger" "Perforator" "Gravedigger" the serial killers all have their own preferred means to kill, like a mark.

"Challenger" "Perforator" "Gravedigger" The Challenger pummels his victims one-on-one,

"Challenger" "Perforator" "Gravedigger" the Face-lifter removes faces,

"Face-lifter" "Tongue-tearer" "Thigh-severer" "Arm-twister" the Face-lifter removes faces,

"Face-lifter" "Tongue-tearer" "Thigh-severer" "Arm-twister" the Tongue-tearer pulls out tongues,

"Face-lifter" "Tongue-tearer" "Thigh-severer" "Arm-twister" the Thigh-severer severs both legs, and the Arm-twister pulls arms apart.

the Thigh-severer severs both legs, and the Arm-twister pulls arms apart.

Whether these preferences come from roles John Walker forced on them,

or John Walker merely caused the killers' own preferences to surface, I can't say.

Regardless, if I consider the various serial killers throughout history,

there's a clear tendency to use a particular means of killing.

Which means, John Walker ought to have his own particular way of doing things, too.

Narihisago also reached that conclusion.

"John Walker" "What kind of serial killer is he?"

And I can see the answer.

Don't they all die immediately?

No one dies immediately. They linger for a while.

The Perforator.

It's not just Tamotsu Fukuda.

The victims of the John Walker's serial killers don't necessarily die right away.

The Face-lifter, Thigh-severer, and Arm-twister...

In the real world, they had victims get rescued, which helped lead to their arrest.

"Face-lifter" "Tongue-tearer" "Thigh-severer" "Arm-twister" In the real world, they had victims get rescued, which helped lead to their arrest.

"Face-lifter" "Tongue-tearer" "Thigh-severer" "Arm-twister" He creates killers whose victims don't necessarily die.

"Challenger" "Perforator" "Gravedigger" That's John Walker's M.O.

Yeah. That works.

I need to keep going.

Let's see... What else do they have in common?

The maximum number of victims is seven.

Assuming John Walker works at the Kura...

Either the victims are found alive, or the police arrest the killer he created...

Or... he gets an officer to kill them.

Never more than seven deaths.

Seven...

If the acceleration of John Walker's plans

by having Director Momoki arrested is a precursor to him ceasing his activity,

or moving to new methods...

Then the number seven also has meaning.

I knew it.

The timeline for the victims only appears random

because it's based on date of discovery and time of death.

The dates the victims actually died are irregular,

but if you redo it by the date of the killing blow...

Everything lines up.

Thigh-severer on Mondays,

Face-lifter on Tuesdays,

Tongue-tearer on Wednesdays,

Gravedigger on Thursdays,

Arm-twister on Fridays,

Perforator on Saturdays...

Come to think of it,

the day Yuji Oonuki was killed and I was injured was also a Saturday, huh.

And finally, the Challenger's killings and Muku Narihisago's death were on Sunday.

John Walker's been manipulating their drive to kill on particular days of the week.

Just as if it were his job.

"Manipulation" "Mind control" Just as if it were his job.

"Manipulation" "Mind control" Or as if... he were God creating the world in seven days.

Hey, Hondomachi. Where are you right now?

Why did you just disappear?

I'm sorry.

I had to look into something.

Next time say something!

So, what happened with Tamotsu Fukuda?

Huh?

He escaped!

By pretending to be the victim.

Is that so?

Sorry, I have to go.

What? Hey!

I better hurry.

We found it!

And the little lady, too!

Tamotsu Fukuda.

Don't move.

Who're you? How'd you find this place?

Sorry. I don't have time to explain.

For reasons you're not aware of, I know about this place and about you.

What could you possibly know?

What you really need to do is run that drill through your head again, right?

Since that's what you want more than anything.

And so I don't really intend to shoot you.

And you no longer intend to use that drill on me.

As for how I could know that,

it's because I myself once put a hole in my head,

with the very drill you're holding now.

I don't know what you're saying,

and yet you're right about me, so you must be telling the truth.

How did you like your hole?

Now I can't believe it's gone.

You took a liking to it?

More like...

It was just part of me.

Who knew you need to lose something in order to feel complete.

Yeah.

So?

What brings you here?

I want to know about your dreams.

Have you seen this person in your dreams?

Yep.

On August 15th three years ago, and September 7th, and September 10th.

How do you remember so precisely?

I used to be very good with numbers.

Not so much now.

Do you remember the time?

Yep.

August 15th was 2 to 3 p.m.

September 7th was 11 p.m. to 3 a.m.

September 10th was also 11 p.m. to 3 a.m.

You wake up early.

Was the 15th a nap?

No, no. I drilled the hole in my head that day, so I collapsed.

But instead of dying, I saw this old dude.

Okay. What happened in those dreams?

Not much.

There was a girl there, and he invited me to drill a hole in her head.

I just told him I wasn't interested.

The other two days, I had the same dream, and I turned him down again.

I said dream holes don't interest me.

That's not what your holes are about, after all.

Shoot.

No one with access to the well data was off duty

on the afternoon of August 15th three years ago.

Off duty?

Couldn't someone have just taken a nap at work?

A nap?

Okay, how about someone who took work seriously but was asleep that afternoon?

Daytime for us is nighttime for others, right?

An overseas business trip?

Are you a cop?

Yeah.

Will we get to meet again?

Dunno.

But getting caught by the police will open a new door for you.

If you say so, I'll believe that.

I'm here.

Momoki's bedroom, as instructed.

Mr. Matsuoka, get me detailed visual data for everything in the room.

Roger.

Are there any traces of something being moved, or signs something was brought in?

Huh?

I've known Momoki a long time, but I've never been in his room.

I'll look around, but I can't speak to--

Mr. Matsuoka, see the picture frame over there?

This?

Test it.

Go back to the bedroom and scan it again.

Okay.

You did it, Togo.

Incredible. How?

That picture wasn't there when I visited before.

What's this?

Of course. It's Narihisago's.

Cognition particles from when he drove Fuyukawa to suicide were on this picture.

Find out who had access to the photo!

Well, time to wake her up and surprise her with this desert.

On August 15th three years ago, a high-ranking officer went to New York for training.

Hello?

Oh, hello? Is this Mr. John Walker?

Ooh, right on time!

Bye! And thanks!

You're welcome.

Who am I? Where am I?

You're in the id well of brilliant detective Sakaido, a.k.a. Akihito Narihisago.

Hondomachi.

Nice hole you've got there.

Well, it's who I am.

More importantly, what is this?

After three years, the lightning abated.

Isn't that great?

I suppose.

It's empty now.

That reminds me.

Thank you.

For what?

Well, not you exactly.

Mr. Narihisago, I finished the investigation!

I figured out John Walker's identity!

It's Chief Hayaseura!

Is that right.

Let's head back to Kaeru.

Why do you think that will save us?

Kaeru is a victim of murder, and of this world itself, and we're the detectives.

We solve her mystery. She would never harbor ill will towards us, right?

She told us at the very beginning. To stay near her.

Okay. And just who is Kaeru?

Who's seeking your help?

Who is Kiki Asukai, exactly?

Why does she look so much like Kaeru?

A serial killer comes to your dreams.

To kill you.

That's the only kind of person that comes.

Ms. Asukai's telepathic ability.

Serial killers' entrance into her dreams.

Many drives to kill.

Sorry for calling so late.

Listen, Ms. Asukai disappeared.

Narihisago, did Ms. Asukai say anything to you that might help?

In fact... she did.

Togo! The brilliant detectives!

We had a chance precisely because they couldn't observe us.

Time is about to synchronize.

Extract!

Koharu, are you all right?

I'm fine. More importantly, we know John Walker's identity!

It's Chief Hayaseura!

Obtain an arrest warrant! Detain him!

Contact Metropolitan Police.

What's going on? Why?

It's the Mizuhanome!

Main power has been cut!

It's as if I put you in here yesterday.

You're up, Kiki Asukai.