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He killed them all, alone?

That's humanly impossible.

Even if it is to protect yourself, your claws and fangs are too sharp, Ash.

Clear the way, emergency patient.

What's taking Ash so long? He better not have changed his mind.

If that's the case, it's okay with me.

To be honest, I'm still not sure

if separating them is the right thing to do.

I brought him to the US to free him from Japan's stuffiness.

And he really livened up.

Especially since he met Ash.

They're from different countries, races, and backgrounds.

And yet, they've found a friend like none other in each other.

And I'm separating them again.

I'm trying to keep him from hurting, but I might be hurting him doing so.

I totally get you,

but things have gone too far...

A street gang riot broke out this morning.

It has been suppressed by the police,

but the area is still in disorder.

It's believed that the riot was caused by opposing gang leaders...

We've got to go back, Shunichi! Eiji isn't coming.

I think he's with Ash!

He fought it out with Arthur.

Even if I die, will you keep tracking this case?

He was acting strange.

Damn it, why didn't I notice it then?

Charlie, it's me!

I've been ignoring everyone

I've been wandering around

I've been deceived everything At that time

Then you appeared in front of me You ignited my pale heart

We've been looking for each other From now on

Save you

The infinite sacrifices

The blurry ideals

I won't let it all go to waste

So I tore up the sadness built up inside me, into tiny pieces

Get away from me Get away from dark nightmare

Just now, chip at your heart We just fight for freedom

All the arguments, all the colliding

I wanted to save you, despite all that

Get away from me Get away from dark nightmare

We don't want to go through that again

The time is ripe Listen to the bells of inception ring

Get away from me

Pulse 61, blood pressure 75 over 42.

He's lost a lot of blood. A ligature on the abdominal aorta.

Scalpel.

Don't look at me like that.

Stop looking at me like that.

I...

I'm a murderer... A murderer!

Eiji...

I don't want you seeing me like this!

I wonder what he meant by that?

I can't waste my time just sitting here.

I have to go and be by his side.

Charlie! How's Ash? Will he make it?

The doctor says he has a 50 percent chance.

You've got to be kidding.

And Ei-chan?

We're searching for him, but everything's still a mess over there.

Max!

You idiot, running off like that while you're on bail.

Captain! I, um...

Oh well. That can wait.

The operation is over.

The knife reached his peritoneum. Any normal person would die.

He looks delicate, but he has a strong, iron-like body.

He'll make it then?

If he's strong enough, he'll pull through.

Worried about Ash?

Don't worry, they didn't get him.

Arthur isn't strong enough.

Nah, nobody is strong enough.

He'll only be killed if he brings it on himself.

Is there a Soo-Ling Sing?

-That's me. -Get out. You're discharged.

-What about my guys? -Eiji Okumura, out.

Hey, why him?

All right, you both follow me.

Haven't seen you around. Which gang are you in?

I'm Japanese.

Ash's friend.

Ash's?

How disappointing, Soo-Ling Sing.

So it was you.

What are you doing? Let go of me!

Hey...!

Who is he?

I'll explain later. Get in.

I told you to leave Ash alone.

I can understand how you can't help but idolize him,

but I can't have you causing me even more trouble.

I don't idolize him!

Admit it. Idolization and rebellion.

Quite a conflict you have there.

Whatever.

Hey, you're not going to leave my guys in there, are you?

Don't worry, I'll have them released soon.

Then could you get a guy named Cain Blood released too?

An acquaintance?

I guess.

Master.

Lock that Japanese boy up.

But treat him well.

Yes, sir.

Big brother, you mustn't leave your room.

Be a good boy and go back to your room.

My big brother is sick.

Sick? He's more like...

A whole different person?

Not like the arrogant and ambitious Lee Hua-Lung?

That's right. He's just a marionette now.

What's wrong? You hated him, right?

Guess what? So do I.

What's that noise?

Where am I?

I can't move...

My limbs are like lead.

Am I dying?

How quiet and peaceful it is.

It's like all the "pain" never happened.

Sadness, happiness, everything.

Death gently strips them away.

No need to glare. I won't eat you up.

Why are you locking me up in here?

I must go, right now!

There's nothing you can do to help Ash.

You know?

Of course.

The operation went well, and he's in good hands.

Good.

But I have bad news, too.

Golzine is coming back.

Obviously, he must already know what went on.

And how Ash is severely hurt and bedridden.

I can imagine that filthy old man licking his lips on hearing that news.

Where are you going?

I'm leaving.

And what can you do to help him?

A friend? What a joke.

You think so highly of yourself

compared to that peerless Ash Lynx?

He has no need for friends.

Ash is a wild beast.

A beautiful beast, free and uncontrollable.

All he needs are those that idolize him and those like Arthur who defy him.

He doesn't need anyone else.

Especially not you, who's only a burden to him.

You didn't realize that? I see you're stupid.

What's wrong? What's with the face?

I tend to get made fun of by people younger than me,

but this is the first time somebody has been openly hostile to me.

You really irritate me.

It seems like you do either of the two to those around you.

You make people want to protect you, like with Ash,

or make them want to tear you apart and crush you.

Too bad, but I seem to be the latter.

There is such a thing as visceral hatred.

I'm sure you haven't a clue what I'm talking about.

So, what to do with you now.

Hey, how are you feeling?

Still can't die, huh.

Don't say that. It's a good thing you're alive.

I wouldn't be so sure.

You understand what you did, right?

You're 18 now. You're not a child anymore.

I've ignored the law all my life.

I'm not going to ask the law to protect me now.

I see.

It's hard to believe that those are words from someone just back from his grave.

He was sexually abused when he was only 8 years old.

It's no wonder he doesn't believe in the judicial system.

There's only a fine line between criminals and victims.

It's heartbreaking.

Damn it.

He didn't go back to Japan.

Excuse me, Mr. Policeman.

-Hi. -How are you feeling?

We're going to be in charge of you.

-Nice to meet you. -Nice to meet you.

Yeah.

And we've already decided to take turns.

So let us know when, okay?

Huh?

You know, this.

Keep them away from me!

They won't let me take a piss alone.

This isn't a strip club. Urinals aren't for their entertainment!

Captain.

Excuse me.

It isn't easy being hot, huh.

Did you meet Eiji?

Did he come here?

Uh, right. Eiji.

Only lawyers are allowed to meet you now.

Mr. Halper from the Public Prosecutor's Office.

An intelligence test?

It's just a formality. It doesn't mean anything.

You want to know if I'm just plain crazy or crazy mad?

You're so funny.

I have a question.

Is there a word you can't read?

It's this problem.

Advanced mathematics?

I think this last problem is asking about the Fibonacci sequence.

But then, after 3 should be 5.

But this problem says 6. So I substituted a random numeral...

Then f(x)=a451796*expt.0.480512 squared...

Is it a typo or a new mathematical theory I don't know of?

I hardly even went to grade school so...

Uh, actually, you didn't have to go that far.

Okay, on to the next text. What does this look like?

Your wife.

An IQ of 180, huh.

I remember this boy.

That shrewd old man said he was 20,000 bucks a night.

He was already Golzine's pet by then.

He didn't want to give him up.

But he really slipped up this time.

What's going to happen to this project?

I've invested too much time and money for it to go to waste.

No need to worry. This matter will not effect the project.

Anyways, we must get rid of the boy.

Golzine wanted us to hand him over if we caught him alive.

We can't risk having him alive.

This boy could be the end of me.

The end of all of us.

Poor boy. He could've lived longer if he was just pretty and brainless.

Hello.

What happened to Sally?

You're awake?

This is supposed to be Sally's shift. Who are you?

Sally's busy now, so I'm taking over.

What's in that?

Why do you ask?

You can't answer my question?

-What the... -Stand back!

Who sent you?

I'll break your neck!

No...

The poison.

She just came and attacked me.

She shot a cop and killed herself.

What's up, old man.

-How did you know she wasn't a nurse? -The smell.

Her perfume or something?

The lack of.

The first rule of assassination is never to leave behind any traces.

But it cost her her life.

No nurse doesn't smell of antiseptics.

Clever.

Ash!

This is bad. I can't leave him here.

That little punk is causing us too much trouble.

Dr. Mannerheim has offered to take him off our hands.

He's interested in that boy.

Fine, he can have him.

Good work, Captain.

We'll take over this case from here.

But why? Chief, what's the FBI doing here?

Orders from above.

You're not to be involved in this case anymore.

But...

The doctors were shocked, too.

Getting in a brawl like that after such a huge operation.

It was good exercise. I was worried I might get fat lying here.

You don't have to act tough. You're pale.

It's just so irritating,

not being able to move my own body.

Things like these will keep happening if you stay here.

There are too many people who want you dead, not just Golzine.

But the guy behind it this time wasn't the old man.

He'd want to capture me alive and torture me to death.

Which reminds me, Golzine is coming back next week.

I wonder if he found a good taxidermist.

About the money you stole from GOOSE's secret account...

I'm thinking of exposing this story on his homecoming.

But how? You're just now a freelance journalist.

Are you going to write a blog? It'll just be a joke.

I know people in the right place.

Be careful now. I'll get you out of here.

-You? -Have faith in your "dad."

Later.

Unbelievable. Like something out of a paperback.

But every intelligence agency dreams of developing mind-control drugs.

Until recently, dreaming was all they could do.

But they began to focus on it again in the 2000s.

Thanks to a certain drug.

That Banana Fish thing?

It's the drug behind Senator Peter Grant's death.

If we can find evidence for this, we could uncover a huge conspiracy.

All right. I'll sign you for this.

Hello?

What!

Hello.

We are taking over your case from here on out.

The FBI?

The psychiatric test you took the other day showed an abnormity.

You need to be tested at the National Mental Health Center.

I heard you tried to escape again.

You have some spunk.

Mr. Yut Lung.

Ash Lynx has been discharged.

Straight, then left. Another right.

That means we're headed north.

Salty air. The highway along the river?

No, it's a bridge. We're crossing a bridge.

It's New Jersey.

You're being quiet.

I hear you have an outstanding IQ.

You don't look like a blood-thirsty murderer.

You don't look like the FBI either.

Suits by Tom Stuart, neckties by Franco Facci.

And Holden straight last shoes. You make it too easy, it's laughable.

I see. What they said about you is true.

Welcome, Ash Lynx.

I'm Dr. Mannerheim. I'm in charge here.

Anyways, ask George for me tomorrow.

They'll have to let a lawyer meet him.

Hello?

Max, check the news out, now!

...investigating the cause.

Ash Lynx, 18 years old, was arrested for violence between rivaling gangs.

He was badly wounded and had been hospitalized.

Early this morning, he died after being transported to the Mental Health Center.

He died... He died...