Trickster: Edogawa Ranpo "Shounen Tanteidan" yori

Since the day mankind began to dig graves,

offer flowers, and mourn the deaths of others,

all 110 billion people who have lived on this planet...

...have perished.

The 6.9 billion still bravely living today,

who tread upon the ground in which the dead sleep,

will one day die and rot away, as well.

Not only humans,

but all things that live in this world, are bound to die.

Death is a gift bestowed upon all those who live.

For death is rest,

a mirror vividly reflecting one's life back to them.

Damn you!

Oh, did that hurt?

Well, that's just proof you're alive!

D-Damn it!

If anything else happens...

Well, hopefully nothing else will.

But if it does, come see me.

Akechi Investigation Firm Boy Detectives Club

Boy Detectives' Club?

I want to die...

From Edogawa Ranpo's "The Boy Detectives' Club"

High income guaranteed to all who want an easy paycheck! All who love money!

Huh?

Mirage on D. Hill

Loud much?

What the heck? That's hilarious!

Ba... Ba...

Ba...

Bazooka (bazuuka hou)!

Whitworth rifle (uittowaasu juu).

W... Walker Bulldog (uookaa burudoggu).

Glock pistol (gurokku juu).

You're keeping us in a "u" loop again.

You're a real jerk, Inoue.

W... W... War pick (uoopikku)!

Air rifle (kuuki juu).

Huh? U-Uh...

Nao-chan

It's Detective Nakamura.

Yes?

Akechi Investigation Firm here.

I've got a job for you, master detective.

The robot in Shibuya, right?

Wow, you get wind of things fast.

That's not the only thing I do fast.

We're 500 meters from our destination.

Wait! Where are—

I'll take your job, Nao-chan.

There'll be a 30% surcharge.

Either that, or you can pay with your modest, sag-free br—

Call Ended

Akechi-sensei, please set your cell phone to answer upon opening.

Sure, sure.

Hey, what about him?

Hanasaki has been given a different toy.

Getting what they call a "runner's high?"

Nope, no high.

Well, wouldn't you say you're an adrenaline junkie?

Both excesses and deficiencies of adrenaline can shorten your lifespan...

Oh, shut up, Noro.

In any case, if you don't find it today, you can kiss your fee goodbye.

I'm looking, okay?

Oh, turn right next.

Got it!

Wait! Wait!

I said right! The hand you hold chopsticks with!

The side political conservatives are on!

Not the Ise Expressway!

Noro, you're up.

Yes, sir!

20200724.

Getting in on the Olympic fever, huh?

I won't hack the inside.

They look like people I don't want to make enemies of.

Nah, that's just fine.

No access from outside S002!

Don't state the obvious! That's a stolen machine!

The end of the excavator just reached the utility duct.

It hit the underground cable!

It's invaded the system!

Put up a firewall! Protect the main system!

But if we isolate the main system, we'll lose control of the security network—

Just do it!

Y-Yes, sir!

Who are you?!

Pretty fancy trap you've set.

Using the robot as a decoy while you breach the system personally?

What are you trying to put into the main computer?

You're rather talkative today, Akechi-kun.

And you did a poor job following through today,

Fiend with Twenty Faces.

Tw-Twenty Faces?!

When did you break out of prison?

I don't recall being sent to prison.

What, we're playing hide-and-seek this time?

Jeez, there's no point in navigating for you now.

What's the problem? I found this.

That means Melodina-chan must be hiding somewhere around here, right?

As if it'll go that we—

There she is!

You're kidding!

Come here, Melodina-chan.

Hey!

Stupid dog!

I know. I blew it.

If you didn't know that, we'd have a big problem.

And?

Where'd he run to?

I'm recalling the structure of the facility now.

There are three escape routes from that building.

The shortest would be out the south exit and into the waterway,

but I can't imagine him making a normal escape.

It's likely he predicted that you'd show up, as well.

In which case, he would have fled to...

The robot that suddenly appeared in Shibuya

is said to be the next generation of security robot,

under development by Hinomoto Heavy Industries,

but no further informa—

You're late.

I've always been pretty loose with time.

You still carry that dangerous thing around?

What an evil man you are.

I apologize for the wait.

It's your favorite, assam tea.

Gimme a break already...

Hey, it's almost time for my Pilates.

You can put that off until later.

You're a shut-in, anyway.

You're not allowed to say that!

That's moral harassment!

Call Ended

Here, stupid dog!

Uh... Hi there.

Stay away!

All right. As soon as I catch that dog, I'll leave.

You stupid—

Stay away!

I told you...

I told you...

...to stay away...

I...

I did nothing wrong!

Hey, wait!

For real?