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While the world leaders should make efforts to ensure the safety of all the finest. This is easy to think of as a reason to respect. Modern danger management techniques rely heavily on diffusing the risk, but his very existence was. In other words, if someone was planning to commit a crime, they could greatly increase their. That was why L hid his identity. Not because. To ensure his own safety. The most intelligent people disguise the fact that they are intelligent.
Wise men. The more people talk about their own skills, the more desperate they are—their work. So whenever L was working, he would usually have someone else as his public face—and in this particular case, the. FBI agent Naomi Misora was filling that role. Misora understood this right from the very beginning. And just how much danger her direct link to L put her in Ryuzaki had noticed the connection between Misora and L, and he leaked that information in the right places, then.
At the time, she had felt like it was all her doing. But thinking back. All this might be nothing but paranoia brought about by the pressure of having L backing. She had checked afterward, and the second victim was the only person in the entire Greater Los. Naomi Misora was downtown, on Third Avenue, visiting the scene of the second murder.
She did not know her way. Without knowing when a fourth. It was now three days since the third murder—nine days, four days, nine days,. No way to prevent it from happening.
So she did the only thing she could do. Search for evidence. Bottomslash, had asked Ryuzaki to investigate the matter as well. There was no room for doubt.
But even L had not yet managed to dig. Had L really reached no conclusions about Ryuzaki at all? Misora spent a few minutes pondering this question. Perhaps explaining it to her would simply be too dangerous Misora never thought for a moment that L was giving. Ryuzaki might fall into that category—but this might also be baseless paranoia.
Misora normally took forever to wake up, but this particular dream sent her flying out of. She was taking a shortcut through a deserted, dark alley when someone hit her from behind with a blackjack. A blackjack is a light weapon—a very simple. Its simplicity made it very easy to conceal, and it was. She heard it slicing through the air as it brushed past her hair.
Misora had been in. It managed to drive all thoughts of Ryuzaki out of her mind instantly, which was fine by her. She missed. But no matter—the main goal of this movement had been to turn.
There was only one, and he was wearing a mask. She was surprised. This was no ordinary thug. Like the day before, Misora did not have a gun. And, obviously,. Running would have been the most logical choice, but Misora did not have the kind of. Clearly, there was a certain degree of malice behind the name, but it was not entirely without cause. She bounded. He hesitated for a moment when he saw her stance, but then swung at her—not the blackjack, but the club. He dodged again, but their fight was over.
Misora had no intention of. While Misora was getting to her feet, he spun around and.
Misora briefly considered chasing after him and took a couple of steps in that direction before. She was pretty sure her assailant had been a man.
She was not a strong runner. She brushed her hair back into place, pulled out her cell phone, and called L. The phone rang, but nobody. Fortunately, she had not been injured, so the report could wait. Perhaps getting to the crime scene quickly. There was no. Perhaps she should check into him herself, instead of leaving the investigation up. She considered calling Raye, and having him check it out secretly, but first.
He turned a. The sedan. One eye on the security. He had shoved. He had never planned to do anything to Naomi Misora today, not there. He had just been making a pass at her, to. He had attacked from behind, but not intended to hurt her and certainly, he had no intention of.
But even so, even with that in mind, that woman was impressive. Dodging his attack without even turning around,. She had brains and. Time is money, and therefore life. He was not down on all fours. She had come in just as he was inspecting the top shelf of a chest of drawers. But it. Ryuzaki looked less like a detective investigating the scene than a pedophile stealing panties.
Not the. If it was deliberate, she. The standard of living gap alone made it hard to see any connection between the first and second. Who has now moved hack in with her parents? It must have been. These apartments were built for college students, intended to house only one, so a young girl and her.
I asked around a little this morning, and heard many. But most of them were already in the police report you showed me yesterday. The mother was. As she listened to Ryuzaki speak, Misora checked the walls for the holes where the Wara Ningyo had been nailed. Of the four walls, the front wall with the door in it—did not have a hole, but the other three did. Like in Believe.
But unlike the first scene, two people had lived in this room, and there was quite a lot of furniture—the place was. It looked rather difficult to crawl around in. Nevertheless, Ryuzaki persisted, and remained like that all.
This is not a mystery novel—. There was no real need to create a. But he did so anyway. In which case, it might be a kind of puzzle The design was different from the first murder scene the.
A generic lock, simply made—very easy to break in when the house was empty by drilling. String could get under it. Before you could ever turn the latch, all the power you put into it. The doors in detective novels usually have. He had no need to make one, but he did. Why send a crossword puzzle to the LAPD, why leave a message on the bookshelf If the killer had a clear motive, then what was it? Even if the killings were random, something must have. Pictures of the second victim killed in this room—a young blonde girl, wearing glasses, lying on her face.
The eyes. She had no idea what the killer had used to destroy the eyes, but trying to. Misora might be an FBI agent, but she was not prone to fits of righteousness—but there were some things that. What the killer had done to this second victim clearly fell into that category. He rubbed his hands on his jeans. Apparently he was at. One possibility is that the killer was after money, but in that case, the second victim is.
There was a chance they were hiding something,. Misora wondered if he had jam in the fridge again but.
She abandoned that line of thought, and sat down at the table. She had somehow. Oh well. She might as well avoid mentioning it, and see. She had no proof her assailant had anything to do with Ryuzaki, but not telling him made it easier. Ryuzaki came back from the kitchen, carrying a tray with two cups of coffee on it.
He placed one in front of Misora. Ignoring the matter of manners, it looked. Misora wondered, and took a sip of coffee. And those terrible moans do nothing for your image, either. You are quite.
Misora looked down at the contents of her cup Less like sugar dissolved in. While her. That sounded like an avant-garde piece. The diabolic gritty feeling in her mouth would not go away. Across from. Misora would have liked to get up and go wash the sugar out of her mouth, but she tried to ignore the impulse.
All three victims have rather unique initials. Believe Bridesmaid, Quarter Queen, Backyard. Both their first and last names begin with the same letter Was that all? What a pointless waste of time. Misora had noticed that the moment.
In Los Angeles? And I thought I was on to something Ryuzaki said, dejected. It was hard to tell how much of his reaction was. She should never have expected anything from him. All that nonsense about him leading her through the. Bottomslash, or her address. The crossword puzzle led to the first case, the book pages led to the second case,. If we can figure out some sort of pattern, that would help us. Was there something like that here? Something that should be here but. She was the one who had pointed out the chances of a fourth murder Rather than waste time looking for a message when we already know what it says, it would be far more.
I mean we might miss an important clue to his. One of the few things I can boast about.
This is what my. But I see your point as well, Misora. She took a binder out of her bag, checked to make sure it contained the file on the third murder, and handed it.
The con tents are the same as yesterday. But there were a few things I wanted to double check Ryuzaki said, putting one of the photographs down on the table where Misora could see it. It was a picture of. Compared with this picture, cuts on a chest or. In this. He just tossed it into the. Ryuzaki turned his attention back to the file, and Misora stood up and made a beeline for the bathroom sink. She quickly gargled, but once was hardly enough, so she.
She considered trying to contact L again. There had been no answer earlier, so Even if she called from the bathroom, he. She would have to tell L about the attack eventually Everyone knows the sensation of staring at a word for a long period of time until you start to wonder if it is really.
In the same way, it was possible to doubt oneself, to wonder how long one could really be. How many people could say for sure that L was L? Was there anyone at all? A mirror Misora bolted out of the bathroom, back to the table. Ryuzaki looked up from the file in surprise, his black-rimmed. Oh, you mean from the third crime scene? Misora pulled two other photographs out of her bag and placed.
Crime scene photos of the first and second victims. Pictures of all the victims, showing the. Look—the bodies are in different positions. Believe Bridesmaid is on his back, Quarter Queen is on her.
And you see a pattern in this? Connecting it to the nine days, four days, nine days between the murders? I mean, that might be true, but I was thinking of a different possibility. In other words, the very. It might help her calm down a little from the.
You mean Quarter Queen being on her front is a message from the killer? Pointing to the third. An extension of what you said about their initials Two weird people sitting weirdly explaining weird bits of deduction was, Misora worried, a scene of overwhelming.
Nevertheless, she pointed to each of the pictures in turn, feeling that she had long since missed her. And this posture was a great deal easier to maintain than it looked. By simple arithmetic, twenty-six times twenty-six equals one in people. Moving from matching initials to only. Are you. That the killer was aiming for someone with the initials B. The message at the first scene clearly said Quarter Queen. Had he really forgotten? The phrase seemed phony Back, front, back. People that anal usually behave more coherently But alternating is.
Which is why, Ryuzaki, when I was looking in the mirror a moment ago, it hit me—B and Q. But what about lower case? One was easy enough, but two,. If they were all B. But this is only supposition.
No more than a thirty percent possibility. Face down led you to reverse theory and to b and q Initials were never written lower case. They were upper case every time. Quarter Queen was always Q. So close But even so, the connection between b and q seemed so meaningful If Quarter Queen had been killed as a substitute Misora frowned, suddenly. A moment before, Ryuzaki has insisted there was no difference between killing a.
A reason like this one It would be some time later before Naomi Misora realized that it was Ryuzaki who had enthusiastically pointed out. The missing link had been found, the critical detail that would, in later years, give the case its name. Imagine that you were going to kill someone. What do you think would be the most difficult part? Three, two,. The correct answer: People, in other words, humans, have not been designed.
Humans are surprisingly sturdy creatures. Additionally, people have a tendency to resist being killed. From this point of view, the ability to kill someone just by writing their name in a notebook.
When Beyond Birthday went about committing this series of murders, he did not have any difficulty killing his. After all, the murders themselves were not his purpose, and he had no intention of expending undue.
Certainly, he was using. In most cases, defense wounds are a key element in identifying the killer, but in this case. Beyond Birthday had the eyes of a shinigami congenitally. It was not particularly difficult for him to track down.
After all,. Killing people who were fated to die anyway was no effort at all. Mmm, I guess I should explain the idea of the. Normally contact with a shinigami was a. You might think they would hardly be. Death, death, death. Beyond Birthday lived his life unceasingly reminded that all humans. From the time he was born he knew the day his father would be attacked by a thug and die,.
He had these eyes before he was born, which is why he called. He was lying on a simple bed on the second floor of a prefabricated storehouse borrowed under the name of a.
One of many hidden lairs located across the country,. Why West L. Naomi Misora. Laughing wildly, Beyond Birthday got out of bed. A harsh, cruel laugh, but an unnatural laugh, a phony laugh. As if. Beyond Birthday remembered how he had attacked Naomi Misora three days before, on August 16th, in the alley. Of course, he had known when she would die—had seen how much life remained.
It was not. If he attacked her with intent to kill, he would absolutely fail. He knew that he would. Ensuring his path of escape. So he had only been testing her. Huh huh huh huh Oh, Naomi Misora, you are pretty good. A shame to waste someone like you in the FBI.