The Journal

HUMAN VAPOR

He has multiple stab wounds from a bladed weapon.

He was dead when the paramedics arrived.

And the victim's belongings?

There was a wallet inside his bag.

Ah, and a cell phone.

Nothing else of note.

Are you looking for something?

Yeah, I guess.

He's down over there.

-Here. -We're investigating.

Hello.

What happened?

Obata

is dead.

And the journal?

It's not your concern. Just leave it.

Answer me. Did you find it?

I'm telling you to stay out of this!

You almost got yourself killed.

So what?

Anyway,

you might still be a target.

I told them to secure a safe place. Stay there.

There were two reporters.

One male, one female.

-One male, one female. -Yes.

Excuse me, can I talk to you?

Excuse me.

Yes, what is it?

Why were you following the yakuza who attacked me?

I can't tell you that.

I'm asking as a victim who was almost killed.

You don't seem to understand, so let me enlighten you.

It's against the rules

to share investigation details with reporters.

Anyway, Okamoto contacted me.

We'll take you to the place we prepared for you.

I brought the car.

I'm fine.

I still have work to do.

The victim, Hiroki Obata, was the director of White Center.

After it shut down, he went off the grid.

Seems he was trying to give an old journal to Kono

and got killed for it.

Probably someone from the Fujishiro Syndicate

who's after the journal.

What the hell is going on?

Does this mean the case really is connected to the Human Vapor?

Yes.

They've been lying low, so the fact that they would kill someone

means the journal must contain some very important information.

Detective Okamoto!

Hang on.

We got the suspect's vehicle from the footage.

The owner is Shinzo Yamazaki, 32, from the Fujishiro Syndicate.

-Get a warrant to track his phone. -Okay.

-He can't have gone far. -Okay.

Sorry.

I'll report back if anything happens.

Oh, hello?

I stole the journal like you asked.

I've got it here.

Take pictures of what's inside and send them to me immediately.

I thought I might be tracked, so I threw my phone away.

You idiot! What were you thinking?

Listen here.

I don't care how you do it, just get the pictures to me.

One more thing.

If you get caught, get rid of the original.

Understand?

Let's get started!

Cell phone, photos…

Here come the turtles!

Let's welcome them with a big round of applause.

Twenty on Vermilion Bird…

All right, here we go!

Number three.

Number one, number two…

They're going in.

-Turtle on red! -The die has been cast.

The turtles have been cast!

Here we go!

Okay, round it goes!

The wheel of fate is turning now!

All right, place your bets!

Only the turtles know what fate awaits them!

And they're off!

They're free!

Numbers one, two, and three haven't moved!

Number three is moving now, stealthy as a sniper!

Number three is in!

Three, Black Tortoise!

What about one and two?

They're moving now! Number two, Azure Dragon!

Number one has gone into Black Tortoise!

One, Black Tortoise!

Two, Azure Dragon!

Three, Black Tortoise!

The sixth round is finished!

-It's all crumpled. -Sorry.

-Where's the boss? -Inside.

Seal it tight, you idiot!

The vapor is going to get in!

-Hey, skinhead. -Yes?

-There's a gap right there. -Sorry!

-Do it properly. -Yes.

-Sadaoka. -Yes?

-You too, dumbass. It's messy. -Oh, sorry.

Make a frame like this one.

-Yes, sir. -Yes, sir.

Why the hell is yours so messy, dumbass?

You--

Don't trick me like that, you bastard.

Put that out!

The Human Vapor, was it?

How can a yakuza be scared of vapor?

We're dealing with a monster, not a human.

Yamazaki got hold of that journal.

Have him bring it here.

I was thinking, Dad,

this might actually be a great opportunity.

Shouldn't we make the first move?

Let's get in touch with them and get something worthwhile out of it.

-We make contact? -Yeah.

We've been forced to do all their dirty work up till now.

We could use the journal to blackmail them.

-Hey. -Yes, sir?

The boss is gonna make a call. Get out.

Yes, sir.

Excuse us.

Well, it's been a while.

Yeah. We got our hands on the journal first.

I bet you guys want it too, huh?

How much are you willing to pay?

What the hell are you talking about?

I guess I'm the next target?

What? I could leak this to the whole world if I wanted, you bastard.

Then who'd be in trouble?

Then hurry up and settle this, you bastard!

So?

They're scared. I can tell.

-They'll pay 300 million. -"300 million"?

Can we count on that?

-Well, let's wait and see. -Right.

For now, get the young guys together at headquarters.

Got it.

Dad.

If we catch this vapor guy…

can we do a Parfinee on him?

What?

It's been three years.

Suspect vehicle located.

License plate ends in 268.

Nishiizu, Nihara.

Okay, ready? Five!

-Hurry! -Four…

Three, two, one…

-Huh? -Hey!

-Hey! -Come on!

-What are you doing? Wait! -Momo?

Momo!

Hey, you! Wait!

Momo!

Somebody help!

-Go after him. -Yes, sir.

Momo… Somebody help!

Momo!

Is this journal really worth so much fuss?

Based on what Obata said,

the names of the Human Vapor's targets are written in there.

Huh?

Wait, aren't we in danger too, then?

If we report on this, they might make us disappear.

If you don't like it, don't be a reporter.

-I want to be a reporter, even if I die-- -Wait.

How did the yakuza know

that I was meeting Obata in the first place?

Good point.

Maybe they bugged you?

No way.

Let me see your phone for a second.

-Here. -Thanks.

Well?

Wait just a second.

-I knew it. You were bugged. -What?

A nasty malware virus was installed on your phone.

It's set up to save your calls as AMR files

and send them to a server.

Where did you pick up skills like that?

Actually, I used to do hacking contests back in university.

Wouldn't you rather do that than be a reporter?

I want to be a reporter, even if I die--

But more importantly,

I don't remember clicking on any suspicious emails or links.

No, it was installed directly onto your phone.

But

I never give anybody my phone.

Abe, that's too much.

We checked your phone.