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So? What's the reason you came here, Mr. Detective?
You're hoping one of us holds the truth behind the case, and came here to investigate, right?
Hmm, I wonder.
Then, you have another objective?
You're not here to tell jokes, are you?
No, no, of course not.
Even though I'm already dead, I don't have such free time.
As all of you know, I’m a detective after all.
So I'm investigating...
Miyuu Aikawa has sent you an image.
Miyuu?
Myu?
What is this?
Miyuu Aikawa
Miyuu Aikawa
Hello, Miyuu? What's up all of a—
Touko! Did you look at the photo I just sent you?
Yes, I saw it. What was it?
Touko, do you know what I took a picture of?
I just don't get it, and Touko, you're the only one I can rely on...
- That's the 256 kilo bomb at Anmeiji. - A bomb?
Yes. Anmeiji has the Peace Guanyin Bodhisattva,
which mourns the victims of WWII airstrikes.
A piece of a dropped bomb is on display next to that statue.
That is what is in the photograph Aikawa sent you.
Anmeiji...
Hey Miyuu, can you tell me what's—
I have to go. Chi is still alive... Touko! I have to go!
You have to go? Hold on—
- Miyuu? Hey, Miyuu! - What is the matter?
She was saying Chi is still alive...
And she was going to Anmeiji...
- Um... - What?
I-It is not like I am worried about her or anything of the sort...
She was roped into The 256 Incident, as well, so it is a possibility this is related in some way.
Knowing the full scope of the incident can lead to correctly assessing the situation that I'm...
Oh, shut up! Your troublesomeness is like an ascension!
If you're going, then let's go! We need to hurry, aren't you worried about Miyuu?
Gamon and Narusawa, you should come, too.
Sure! Let's go see Myu! Right, Gamotan?
I'm not gonna go.
Gamon?
I won't go.
Gamotan?
We're all dead, and we're ghosts. Myu-pom is dead, too...
There's nothing else that I can do anymore...
Whether we are dead or alive doesn't matter right now.
That's right, Gamotan. Myu is a dear friend, right? Isn't she a Basara Girl?
Fine. Let's go.
Oh, man. My investigation was a swing and a miss, so I guess I'll go now.
Gamotan...
Japanese police is pretty darn sloppy.
I imagined they'd be more thorough in their management.
I'm sorry to call you back like this.
It's fine. Did something happen? It doesn't seem like something trivial.
Well, an important piece of evidence disappeared from the station.
Disappeared?
Well, we just say that it disappeared.
We were warned from superiors to treat it as a Level 5 special object.
No diagnosis or identification was allowed, and the only instruction was its safekeeping.
And then it disappeared.
In short, it's bad for the Metropolitan Police. They're covering it up so it doesn't go public.
Understood. You want me to join in the search of it.
So, what kind of object is this thing?
A kotoribako.
A revolting box with the corpse of a high school girl, Chizu Kawabata, crammed into it.
Based on the situation, I can't believe Miyuu's friend is still alive.
But then, why did a text message arrive on Miyuu's phone?
I also feel uneasy about why she was summoned.
There must be some objective to be met.
Normally, one could think someone other than Chizu Kawabata had sent that text.
I am curious about where her phone is right now.
If someone had taken it after her death...
- They used it to lure Miyuu out? - Probably.
I am also concerned about that texted photograph.
Why did they send such a thing as the 256 kilo bomb?
Is it a pun with The 256 Incident? Or is there some other objective? And Anmeiji is...
...the location where the kotoribako was found.
I have a bad feeling about this.
Chi?
Chi, where are you?
This is it.
A piece of the 256k Bomb
Chi?
What... is this?
Hey there.
Y-You're...
So you came after all.
That's Chi's!
Since I needed you for something, I thought you'd come by if I texted you.
Where is Chi?
Chi? Oh, you mean this failure?
I gave this to you, but you left it behind.
It was pretty troublesome to pilfer it from the police, you know.
Though, I didn't pilfer it myself, it was the drawing lady that did it for me.
This one was a failure, but I thought I could trade it in for a rare one.
But it didn't work after all, it was still a piece of crap.
Cardfight!! Vanguard.
Do you play Vangua at all? Are you okay with trading cards?
Wh-What are you talking about? Where is Chi?
What's important is to build a deck with as much rare cards as possible.
And you'd want them all to be GR's, right?
This one was a failure,
but it became bait to draw a GR like you, so I guess it was relatively useful?
This can't be... That's so cruel!
Are you mad? A GR is a GR, and a piece of crap is a piece of crap.
Because I'm a Chosen One, I want to collect all GR kotoribakos, too!
Gamotan, Let's go see Myu...
Maybe Myu is facing something scary right now?
There isn't anything scarier than dying.
Why don't you go, Ryo-tas?
Gamotan, you're really not going to go?
Then, I'm sure the world will end.
That's...
I'm special. I've been in the winning group since birth. Anything I want, people buy for me.
I'm not like your poor friend, who can't even buy scandium.
Scandium?
You bought some scandium, too, right? From The Society of Eight Gods of Fortune.
- What's that? - Your parents are pretty rich, too, right?
Oh, did you get the money from the Nico live fortune-telling?
But you're in high school and you charge money?
Wait, what are you even—
I mean, you're a visible ghost.
A visible ghost?
After calling you here, and researching, I figured it out.
The difference between a visible ghost and an invisible ghost... is its rarity level.
A normal ghost is a crappy card, so it's invisible.
A ghost with a scandium injection is rare, so it's visible.
A visible ghost and an invisible ghost?
No, your friend was a crappy card. Were you listening to what I was talking about?
I'm telling you, you're a rare. I mean, you bought some scandium, right?
Who's he talking to?
I think the rarity of the kotoribako also depends on what's inside.
I actually have one prepped up.
If yours goes in here, don't you think I'd complete a GR kotoribako?
I cut this off from your corpse.
I did it! I've succeeded! The real hair is now in the kotoribako!
See? I just finished building a GR kotoribako!
My hair... Why! I can't take this anymore! Stop it already!
Hands in the air!
Emperor, I heard your condition is not too well.
Takasu, this physical body is at its limit.
As a result of utilizing every technology we've researched and developed over the years...
in the name of medicine, it seems my body has severely derailed from being that of a human.
The definition of "human" is too fragile to begin with.
Emperor, you are far beyond even our cognition, not enslaved to shapes and forms.
Therefore, I feel there is no need for you to adjust your conscience to fit us lower beings.
I'm not persistent about being a human.
When I think about my physical body that is now about to meet its end,
a great hatred and the joy that vastly overwhelms it, crosses one another.
Each time I listen to the distorted sounds this hideous body squeaks out,
I feel as if I'm listening to the sound of bells signaling a boon.
If there is anything that one can call my life, its end is indeed when everything begins.
The promised time approaches.
You'll be emancipated from the shackles of your physical body, and an eternal reign will begin.
You have completed creating the Wardenclyffe Gun?
Yes.
Takasu... failure is not going to be tolerated.
Yes.
Boot up the New World System.
Who are you?
I'm from the Musashino Police.
You're under arrest for stealing and concealing evidence
relating to the murder of Chizu Kawabata from the station.
What are you talking about? The kotoribako was pilfered by the drawing lady and not me.
Besides, I'm a minor. No matter what I do, I can't be charged for crimes.
- You're the police and you don't know that? - Just obey and put your hands up!
I'm telling you, minors are never charged with crimes!
Dammit!
How dare you get in my way!
Is someone there?
I'm done with you already, so begone!
Dammit!
Stop it!
I'm a minor! You can't charge me with any crimes!
Kisaki! Are you all right?
Stop! Let go of me!
Yes, somehow...
Is something wrong?
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