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It's so cold.

Once we're down there looking at the stars you'll forget about the cold.

Fine, but you better not try anything funny.

I know that!

Hey, what's that?

-What? -That.

Oh my God!

My name is Shigeo Hiroyama.

I was killed to be used as bait.

I've got a bad feeling about that tag.

Maybe it was put there as a prank?

The kids who found him said it was there the whole time.

HANDLE WITH CAUTION

Someone went to a lot of trouble to put him here with that warning.

I think this is gonna be a rough case.

Why this exact location?

I guess because it's out in the open?

I get the sense someone is messing with us.

Watching us from somewhere and laughing.

This is nothing more than a corpse that's been murdered by a killer.

Let's finish this and get back to the station.

We need to do this methodically.

And why can't she get here on time?

She may have been delayed.

No, she's probably taking her sweet time on purpose.

And why would she do that?

Isn't it obvious? To mess with me.

Are you all right?

Yes, thanks.

Here she comes now.

Shut it.

-I'm gonna go check something. -Okay.

What's your name?

Shigeo Hiroyama.

And your profession?

Isn't it obvious?

How old?

Well, I stopped countin' a while ago.

Who killed you?

Some young guy.

Seemed nice, too.

Seemed like some kind of professional.

Anyway, said he was researching some sort of infectious disease

and he just needed a simple blood test.

Said he'd pay me, so I went with him.

So then he put me into this big car

and before I even had time to react, he stabbed me.

Do you have any idea why he killed you?

Well...

Not sure about the reason, but as I was being stabbed, he said something weird.

Like what?

Excuse me.

Can you help me with something?

Something like, "Sorry, it's nothing personal."

"I just need you for bait."

Are you certain he said "bait"?

Yeah, I'm sure.

I heard it right before I died.

That warning...

Don't move the body!

Don't move the body!

Don't move it!

Get down!

Call an ambulance! Hurry!

Where do people go when they die?

I got involved in a case and ended up being shot in the head.

The bullet traveled halfway through my skull

and I miraculously survived with it lodged against my basilar artery.

But...

the operation to extract the bullet would be high risk.

So for now, I'm stuck with this bullet in my head.

As a result...

I...

can talk with dead people.

Slight turn.

One, two, three.

Closing the door.

Hey, you okay?

-What's wrong? -Take a look at him.

Right.

What do you think their goal was?

Terrorism?

I don't think it's anything related to politics.

Why not?

If that was the case, they would have picked a more significant location.

Then what?

Just for kicks?

They may be targeting the police.

Whenever a dead body shows up, the police are sure to follow.

So placing a bomb there would 100% guarantee to hit us.

The corpse was meant to act as bait.

So it seems we have someone out there holding a grudge against the police.

By the way, how did you know the body was rigged?

Just a feeling.

I had a bad feeling as soon as I saw that tag on it.

Okay, the faster we move, the faster we catch this guy.

No.

We're going to the hospital to get checked out.

Especially you, seeing as you have that bullet in your head.

Get it checked out.

-But... -That's an order!

Don't do it and I'll take you off the case.

Do that and if it comes back okay, I'll let you work the case to the end.

Here's my analysis:

Nothing seems abnormal.

Basically, nothing has changed since you were last here.

Is that right?

How have you been feeling?

Any head pain or dizziness? Fatigue or anything like that?

If you experience anything like that, please let me know.

Nothing to speak of.

That's good.

By the way, have you decided if you will undergo the operation yet?

No, not yet.

As I said before,

the fact you haven't experienced any adverse effects yet is a miracle.

But you should get the operation while you still have luck on your side.

I really think you should consider it seriously.

Yes.

She's still unconscious.

The impact from the explosion gave her a serious jolt to the brain.

Any physical injuries?

If the explosion had been more severe it may have crushed her lungs and killed her.

It's bad, but she's tough.

Any information about the bomb?

What's left of it is being analyzed now.

Any contact from the killer?

Nothing so far.

All components of the bomb were from easily obtained materials.

It's going to be an uphill battle without knowing the killer's motive.

When the bomb went off...

before covering herself, she told us to "get down."

Yeah.

I thought she was more selfish than that.

You're the only one here who thinks that.

Maybe so.

-How is she? -She's in stable condition.

We are taking her for an MRI scan now.

Hey.

Both of you go home.

-What? -Rest for a week.

-But... -Doctor's orders, so too bad

But there's nothing for me to do at home.

What are you, children?

Fine, you can stay here but don't go anywhere.

Understand?

-Yeah. -Yes.

Excuse me!

I'm from the Ministry of Public Health. May I have a moment?

What is it?

Hey, you.

What do you do when you have time off?

Sleep.

-How about you? -Sleep.

What is it?

-What happened? -Another body with a tag on it was found!

Excuse me. Make way.

Excuse me.

You're not supposed to be here.

We'll just say we were taking a walk and stumbled upon the crime scene.

Yes?

Understood.

No bomb has been detected.

Come out.

Reveal yourself.

Did he say it was for research on infectious diseases?

He spoke all fancy, so I fell for it.

As the saying goes, "Things too good to be true probably are."

What kind of person was the killer?

He seemed nice.

You really can't judge a book by it's cover.

Did he have any distinguishing features?

His features?

Like a mole, or small ears?

Anything at all?

Oh yeah, he did have some kind of burn on his hands.

Think it's called "keloids"?

Which hand?

Think it was his right hand.

Thank you.

Oh, can I ask you one favor?

What is it?

My wife and I split up, but I think she is living in Niigata.

Would you please tell her that I died?

I understand.

What's your name?

So how come this one didn't have a bomb?

I just don't get it.

What do you think?

I'd worry less about bombs and more about the string of murders.

Hello?

You guys are from First Division, right?

And what if we were?

Don't worry about it.

I just thought, "Wow, the First Division sure is cool."

See, you guys even look different.

By the way, things aren't as exciting without an explosion, right?

Don't.

You've done enough already.

I knew you'd say that. But does anyone ever listen to that?

What is it that you want?

Money?

Nope.

I just want to show how inept you guys are.

But if I run out of money making bombs, I guess I'll want money too.

Anyway, about the bomb...

Where is it?

Since I went to great lengths to make it, I'd like to detonate it

but since I think we'll be in contact from now on,

just this time I'll give you a hint.

But whether or not you can stop it is all based on your abilities.

Fine, just spit it out already.

It's in a car.

Better hurry, it'll go off soon.

There's a bomb in a car. Go and get the bomb specialists.

I'm on it!

-What is it? -Stay still. Don't move!

-What? Why? -Just do as I say!

Fine.

I need you to stay calm.

There's a bomb in this car.

Don't move. Wait for the bomb specialists to get here.

Understand?

That's the car!

The bomb is near the gas tank.

Okay, now you two get to safety.

-Move! -Roger.

Stay strong.

Get a photographer from Forensics to take pictures of the crowd.

The killer is close by and watching it all.

All clear!

Just to be sure, come out of the car without shutting off the engine.

Now get to safety.

Quickly!

You saved us. Thank you.

Take a picture of anyone on their cell phone.

Got it.

Hello?

I guess I gave you too big of a hint.

We will catch you.

I'm looking forward meeting you in person.

By the way,

next time I won't hide the bomb in such an obvious place.

I'll make sure at the next site, you feel as anxious as if you were in a minefield.

But I wouldn't mind if you made it out alive.

See anyone suspicious?

No one in particular stood out.

But there's someone.

-Where? -You'll find out soon.

You performed well at the bomb site. The higher-ups think so too.

What were you doing there?

Nice day for a walk?

I'll let you guys off the hook this time.

But you have to go home immediately.

I understand how you feel.

So I'll cut it down from one week to three days.

Understood?

Yes.

Did we get anything off the cell phone?

It was a black market phone. No fingerprints either.

To catch the killer from a cellphone alone would be impossible anyway.

But could we trace where he was calling from?

According to the report, the signal was picked up on a nearby cell tower.

So he was definitely close by.

We'll try and search for his phone, but it was probably undocumented, too.

And the bomb?

All components from everyday materials.

That's why it wasn't a more serious explosion.

I suppose we'll have to go through sales records of the materials used to make it.

The killer must have entered the crime scene in order to plant the car bomb.

-If we compare pictures at the-- -Already on it.

We're comparing them against known extremists.

Did you guys notice anything at the crime scene?

Nothing.

How about you?

No, nothing.

Don't cause any trouble this time.

What should we do?

Go home without making a fuss.

You know, in the golf world you're not meant to stand behind someone mid-swing.

My mistake.

I've never played golf, so I wouldn't know.

Your father didn't play?

He didn't teach you when you were a child?

You looked into my past?

I also run a risky operation.

I need various forms of insurance.

But don't worry,

your information is safe with me.

It's rare to see you out at this time of day.

-I'm on leave because of a bomb incident. -So I heard.

But only one went off, right?

And how is your dear coroner friend holding up?

It's not life-threatening.

Is that right? Well, that's good.

So then, what can I do for you today?

I'm no specialist when it comes to explosives.

But you use the homeless frequently?

Yes, they are a valuable asset to me.

They are an important network of information.

Can you distribute some information to them?

Like what?

To stay away from anyone claiming to be from the Ministry of Public Health.

He's claiming that he'll pay for participation in a study on diseases.

That's information even I hadn't heard yet.

Are the police even aware of this?

This is information I obtained myself. I have reasons why I can't report it.

If anyone sees this guy,

please tell me where he was seen and any distinguishing features he had.

But he's dangerous and they shouldn't be anywhere alone with him.

Understood.

It's fine.

This information will protect my people.

It's more like I should be paying you.

Thank you.

That's the first time I've heard you say that to me.

How about it, why not use this as a chance to become friends?

Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

Is that right? That's too bad.

I'm counting on you.

I have an urgent message to deliver.

What are you doing?

Photosynthesis.

Making our debut as handsomely tanned men.

So what can we do for you today?

-Are you aware of the bombing incidents? -Yeah.

I'm looking for information that may be on sites bomb-enthusiasts frequent.

Roger that.

Bomb-making enthusiasts are typically isolated outcasts, but also ego-maniacs.

So they want others to praise the bombs they've made.

And a great tool for that is the internet.

So if we keep an eye out online, they should reveal themselves.

You seem to know an awful lot about bomb-making yourself.

I used to make bombs when I was young.

That's where I met Simon, in juvenile detention.

Why did you make bombs?

I didn't really have any significant reason.

I just wanted to witness a big explosion.

Big enough to shake the entire globe.

But I'm not lonely anymore,

so I don't make bombs anymore.

Anyway, I found a really active site.

Users Ryan and James seem to be having a very heated argument.

What started it was James saying:

"Any bomb that couldn't even kill two police officers is not that impressive."

And then Ryan responded by saying:

"It was purposefully designed to be a small-scale bomb."

And after that it just goes on and on. Your standard flame-war.

-Can you join in? -I'm already logged in.

Ask him if he's the one who did it.

WAS THAT SPECIAL BOMB YOUR OWN DOING?

"That's a secret. But it was definitely someone very close to me."

Ask him if the rumor is true that they put a bomb inside a dead body.

THERE'S A RUMOR THE BOMB WAS INSIDE A CORPSE. IS THAT TRUE?

"That's a false rumor. But the bomb was attached to the corpse."

That information hasn't been released to the public yet.

-Can you find out where he is? -That's easy enough.

DO YOU WANT TO SEE THE PROTOTYPE FOR THE BOMB I CAME UP WITH?

If he clicks that link it will infect a virus into his computer.

Wonder if he'll go for it?

He clicked it.

We should have his address within 15 minutes.

Great.

"Something even more exciting will be happening soon."

"So stay tuned."

That's what he wrote.

Who is it?

Delivery.

So you're the bomber.

What? What are you saying?

I saw the message board where you were boasting about it.

It's true, I was. But it wasn't me who did it!

You have to believe me!

I really don't have the means or the knowledge to make bombs.

How did you know about the bomb attached to the corpse?

I heard about it from a friend at work.

What did they say?

We can take this to the station.

Okay, I got it. I'll tell you.

He said he would use a corpse as a way to lure the police in and set off a bomb.

To take it further, he said he would attach it to a warning label on the body.

Wait a minute...

You don't mean that guy actually went through with it?

That's amazing...

What's so amazing about killing people?

Why is he targeting the police?

I don't know.

But he secretly hated the police.

He said it was the police who ruined his life.

Do you two still work together?

He quit about two years back.

And I haven't seen him since!

We weren't really ever that close...

What's his name?

Koichi Yamaki.

Do you know his address?

Only from two years ago.

Tell me.

Excuse me,

I'm from the Ministry of Public Health. May I have a moment of your time?

What is it?

I'm researching infectious diseases and just need a simple blood sample.

It's just one small prick and we can even offer a monetary reward.

No thanks. I don't like any pain.

If you had just come quietly I wouldn't have had to cause you so much pain.

What is it?

Are you Mrs. Yamaki?

No, I'm not...

His roommate?

I live here by myself.

When did you move into this apartment?

Three months ago.

Hello?

Another corpse has been found with a tag on it.

Where?

On the field at the Kawashima Athletic Institute. What should we do?

We can't not go.

I figured you'd say that. Okay, meet you there.

Excuse me.

What's the situation?

The bomb squad is checking the field but nothing has been found yet.

We don't know where it's hidden so they'll be checking the whole place thoroughly.

It really is like a minefield.

Let's go check the crowd.

The killer should be close.

We should put the buildings on lock-down.

Right. I'll go tell them.

Ishikawa!

What are you guys doing out on the scene again?

If you're gonna be here, you may as well do your job.

Yes, sir.

Got it. Hey!

They didn't find anything on the field, so Forensics will head in shortly.

We'll go check the perimeter.

Excuse us.

Hello?

Where are you?

I'm at the crime scene. Are you all right?

It feels like I have the world's worst hangover.

But, there's something I wanted to talk to you about.

What is it?

On the night of the explosion, I ran into someone suspicious at the scene.

What did he look like?

He was a young officer, but he carried himself strangely.

Officers usually carry their weapon on their right hip

and it bears down on their right shoulder a bit.

But he didn't have that.

But I may be misremembering.

You've been a big help.

Please rest.

Tachibana!

-What is it? -He may be posing as a police officer!

Look for a guy with a burn mark on his right hand.

"I've been looking forward to meeting you in person."

-That's what you wanted, right? -Let go of me!

There's a bomb!

By the way,

how did you know about the burn mark on his hand?

I heard it from Dr. Higa.

-Hey. -Did you learn his motive?

Seems he failed the entry exam to become a police officer.

Are you kidding me?

Seems like his dream from childhood was to become a police officer.

He said he would have been a better police officer than anyone

and wanted to punish the police for failing to realize that.

Can you believe it? All because of a grudge.

When I was a kid I wanted to be a pro baseball player.

What's so great about a thankless job like this?

That's one way of putting it...

-What? -Oh, nothing.

You guys can finally put your minds at ease, so take a real break this time.

Okay?

-Yes, sir. -Yes, sir.

It sure is nice out today, isn't it?

Sure is.

Got nothing to talk about?

Nope.

It's like we're some old married couple.

You're right.

But I would never marry you.

-Guess we should be heading home. -So soon?

Today is your last day off.

Let's let him sleep a little longer.

Subtitle translation by Emily Johnson

I won't know the cause until I open it up.

I can't remember a thing. Who I am or why I died...

We need to solve this for the sake of his family.

He wanted to go home to his wife and daughter.