ID: INVADED (ID：INVADED イド：インヴェイデッド)

What the? What is this?!

How come I'm in pieces?

Am I dead?

--Is this death? --Or am I alive?

--Is it even possible to be alive like this? --What happened to me?

--Is it even possible to be alive like this? --I can't remember anything!

--Who am I? --Who am I?

Who am I?

I don't know. What is my name?

Dammit!

I'm in pieces, but they're connected.

Was I fragmented in order for me to put the pieces together?

Who would do that to me?

Or did I come apart on my own?

If that's the case, maybe being put together isn't right.

No. I'm not supposed to be in pieces.

Even though I'm not perfectly together, seems there's no problem for the meantime...

What's with this place?

"I'm in pieces, but they're connected."

I fully appreciate the concept now.

Still, don't tell me I have to put all the pieces of this world together.

Is it ridiculous to think that I've been given a role to play in this world?

Hey!

Excuse me, but where are we?

You up there,

why is this world chopped into little pieces like this?

In other words, to me, this world isn't right,

just as it wasn't right for me to be in pieces.

Who knows whether there's any point to using the door in a world like this, but here goes.

Kaeru.

I don't know this girl, but I do know her name.

It's Kaeru.

And, by remembering her name, I understand more about myself.

My name is... Sakaido.

Huh? I can't remember my full name, but no matter.

What matters is that I'm the brilliant detective.

And that I must solve the mystery of this girl Kaeru's death.

Inspector Momoki, Sakaido has awakened.

So he finally survived the fall in the bedroom.

How's the id well?

It's stable, sir.

Good. As always, let's be thorough.

Togo, take general analysis. Kokufu, assist Togo.

Shiratake, ascertain periods and locations. Habutae, analyze the people.

Wakashika, deductions about Kaeru's murder.

The battle lasts until our brilliant detective solves the mystery of her death.

Until then, devote yourselves to swiftly deciphering information

about our serial killer, the "Perforator," from the world of his drive to kill.

Yes, sir!

The door was locked from the inside. The window was locked, too.

No way she gave herself a single stab to the chest.

This ain't no period drama.

That makes this a locked-room mystery.

Oh, wait. There are no rooms here.

Hmm, now what? Puzzles exist to be solved... supposedly.

Even my lack of elbow must have a purpose...

Sakaido is on the move.

Entering a room.

Information volume is about to surge. Stay vigilant.

The books are all actual titles.

Any rare volumes?

Several out of print. But nothing that could identify the Perforator.

Habutae, the people in the pictures.

Beginning analysis.

The family that lives here?

Pro tennis players and actors.

All well known via TV and the internet.

Unlikely to be personally connected to the killer.

But normally, people in framed pictures are very close friends or family.

In the real world, yeah.

Id wells are the human unconscious.

Anything goes in the mind.

This calendar...

The dates and days of the week align perfectly with March 2019.

A rare occurrence.

Human memory really exhibits variation.

Then did something happen in that month?

Not necessarily.

Exactly. When you draw information from the well, don't rush to conclusions.

All information is valuable. Don't try to assign meaning yourself.

Let the meaning rise to the surface.

The id well... I can't believe such detailed memories

are hidden in a world formed from the drive to kill.

Don't space out, Hondomachi.

Focus on the rhythm of the well-side staff.

Excuse me, Mr. Matsuoka.

The thing floating in the center there is what the Mizuhanome is generating--

the world of the Perforator's impulse to kill, right?

Yes. In total, five Perforator victims have been discovered.

We detected the Perforator's cognition particles at each crime scene.

But... he kills by drilling holes in people's heads,

and yet his drive to kill made a disjointed jigsaw world.

Well, the intent to kill is at root the impulse portion of things.

When they consciously consider the murder method,

it diverges greatly from the well.

Do you ever feel like entering one yourself? A well, I mean.

Hell no. Only someone who's killed can enter a well.

What's more, to really perform as the brilliant detective takes a special aptitude.

Oh?

Just as you said, that world is a serial killer's very impulse to kill.

To shine there, the brilliant detective's got to have a few screws loose.

The calendar from earlier seems to have been a gift.

It's faint, but it bears the name "Fujita's Wares" and an address.

Mr. Matsuoka.

Got the address!

Now it's time for us field analysts to do our job. Come on.

Attention: Sakaido is about to encounter people.

I'm coming in.

A visitor.

Hello, sir.

Come in. Welcome to our home.

Welcome.

We never have visitors.

Do all of you reside here?

Yes.

We are family.

Kenta Obara, Wataru Takada, Eiko Imanishi,

Yoshihito Fujita, Masami Kitamura...

Of the seven, five are victims of the Perforator.

How horrific. He's making his victims live under one roof as a family?!

Don't lose your cool. Anything can happen in the unconscious.

Still, there's a reason for this .

We have hits for the remaining two in the database of missing persons reports.

Haruka Kazuta and Yuji Oonuki.

In other words, these two are already...

Don't be so sure.

That's right. The report for Yuji Oonuki was filed yesterday.

The Perforator seems to confine his victims for several days before killing them.

They may very well be alive.