What's the big idea?!
You traitor.
Are you in any position to call me that?
How was what I did any different from what you're trying to do now?
I would never sell out a friend.
I feel like it'll disappear...
...the instant I look away.
I just kept counting...
...all the many traces of loneliness...
...that I'd vomited up.
In this time that seems so dry,
...my heart is thrashing around and drowning.
It takes those lies that make my head spin...
...and tears them to pieces.
And the place I lose my way in...
...is a dim, hazy world.
So, find anything?
It's me. You there?
Hm? Yes.
Can I come in?
Sorry. It's okay. The door's unlocked.
I found a guy who says he saw somebody resembling Amon.
He saw Amon?
Yeah, and twice in the same place, to boot.
He was scoping out a house all day from a car parked on the side of the road.
Why would he do that?
Beats me, but if we go to that house, we might find out something.
What do you say? Wanna go check it out with me?
National Public Safety Commission
National Police Agency
I'm terribly sorry, the Commissioner is in a meeting at the moment,
...so please wait here for a few minutes.
Hm? Y- Yes, of course.
Damn, we're back to square one.
No luck?
Yeah. An old lady's been living in that house by herself for a long time.
Amon tailed somebody here. No doubt about it.
That's what I think, anyway.
Maybe Amon came here to ask her about someone else.
The only thing that old lady can tell us about is ancient history.
Who could he possibly ask her about?!
Overconfidence...
Huh?
Me, I mean. Everything's come easy so far,
...so maybe I've been jumping to conclusions and simplifying Amon's motives.
Where are we going?
Preliminary digging.
If he asked the old lady something, we need to clear the decks first.
Clear the decks?
Yeah. We're gonna go find out...
...if anybody connected to the old lady might attract Amon's attention.
I called you here today for a reason.
Yes, sir...
You drink tea, don't you?
Hm? Y- Yes, of course. Tea is fine, sir.
I'm sorry, but could you bring some hot tea for myself and Inspector Kosaka?
Right away, sir.
It will be here in a minute.
Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.
Anyway, to get back to why I had you come all the way down here,
...your reports suggest that Administrator Zaizen hasn't been seen at your office for some time.
Yes, sir.
It would seem that various matters have kept the Administrator busy...
...since the attack on the STN-J.
There has been no word from him?
Not for the past month or so.
I see...
Um, is the Administrator in some sort of trouble?
Yes...
There seems to be some trouble between Mr. Zaizen and Solomon headquarters.
It is still just a possibility at this point,
...but Zaizen's standing within Solomon Japan may undergo some changes in the near future.
Naturally, we have no intention of making an enemy of him just yet.
For the time being, we will need to keep a close eye on their power plays.
And that brings me a small matter which will require your cooperation.
A 40% cut in the project budget?! What's going on here?
Yes, sir?
Get me the chief accountant of Solomon's Japan branch...
No, wait. Get me CFO Sugimura.
CFO Sugimura of the Japan branch, sir? One moment, please.
Administrator, Mr. Sugimura isn't answering my call.
What's going on?
I'm not sure, sir.
Just in case, I tried calling other departments, but there is no answer at any of them.
Oh, I see...
I hate to trouble you, but wait a while and then try reaching them again.
Understood.
Pressure from headquarters? Or could it be...
A hunter from headquarters?
They went over my head? But why?
Oh. They're planning to oust me, are they?
It's me.
I'd like you to get verification on something for me.
No, it's not that.
It's about Solomon Japan's Finance & Administration Department.
Looks like we're in for a little rain...
Hall of Records
Browsing Room
Find out anything?
Yeah. The old lady's only son lived there for a while.
So you think Amon was looking for that man?
What's the matter?
Hm? He lived there, all right, but...
Well, the guy died 15 years ago.
What would make Amon chase after ancient history like that?
So it wasn't him, then.
Maybe, maybe not.
Where to now?
The university he worked at.
Mornin', all.
Good morning.
Hi.
Does it look like morning out there to you?
And a fine morning to you, Chief.
Yeah, good morning.
Has the Chief lost it?
Why ask me? How should I know?
Ah, here it is.
Hiroshi Toudou. This is him, right?
Really?
I'm starting to get the big picture.
Looks like the reason the dead son left his assistant professor position here...
...was because he was scouted by a European corporation.
European?
Yeah, FZ Genemics.
It's a pharmaceutical company that was once rumored to have ties to Solomon.
Solomon...!
Looks like the pieces are starting to fall into place, huh?
The hunter's name is Willem Hasselbaink. Age, 42.
He's a hunter from Holland.
What about this hunter's movements?
We've determined his route of entry into the country.
We should be able to determine his movements inside the country any time now.
Put more people on it if you have to.
Put a rush on this investigation.
Memories of death...
So, this is where you... Corneli...
Yes?
I'm terribly sorry to disturb you at this hour.
My name is Takane. I worked as a research assistant at Professor Toudou's lab.
The thing is, the lab is putting together an alumni registry, so l...
You must be Mr. Nagira.
Uh... Yes, ma'am.
I was told to expect you.
Is something the matter, ma'am?
Um, no, not at all. Please, come in.
How did she know?
Who else? It must have been Amon.
So, it WAS giving us an invitation.
Everything is exactly as it was 15 years ago.
I haven't touched anything in here since it happened.
Since... what happened, ma'am?
It's nothing. I'm sorry, you'll have to excuse me.
If you want to take a closer look at anything, feel free to move things around.
Dig around all we want, huh?
She sure seems to know everything...
Well, shall we avail ourselves of her hospitality and dig around to our hearts' content, then?
I don't understand any of this.
That's no surprise. But Amon was definitely checking up on something here.
We ought to be able to figure out what that was.
A diary?
Hey, the stuff in this is from when Toudou worked at that European research agency.
What's the matter?
A picture of Toudou, huh?
Hey, she's a real hottie...
She kinda looks like you.
Nah, maybe not...
Come to think of it, the old lady looked a little shocked when she saw you.
Maybe she thought you looked like this woman.
Nagira, let's go.
Huh? Why the big rush?
Hey, wait up!
Hey, Robin!
I'm sorry, do you mind if I borrowed this?
Go right ahead.
Thanks for the tea. If you'll excuse us...
Huh? I thought you were heading home for the night, Lady Dojima.
I forgot something, that's all.
Plus, I thought I'd bring a treat for the prisoner.
Hey, thanks as always.
You're quite welcome.
Oh, right. Michael, have you ever heard of something...
...called the Solomon Genetic Research Team?
Genetic Research Team? No, sorry. What brought this on?
I only heard the name, myself, so I don't know what it is.
But it sure sounds interesting, doesn't it?
What's your source?
That's a secret. Anyway, I'm outta here.
The Genetic Research Team...
We have confirmation on the hunter.
The same as this afternoon?
Yes, sir. The exact same location.
Is he waiting for something?
Sir?
Never mind. So, the hunter is just standing there, then?
It's freezing...
She's still far away...
Op concluded. Returning to base.
Oh, crap!
Get the doctor! Something's wrong with zero-two!
Get me the security division at HQ! Now!
I see. Yes, forward the assault data to the foundation.
Make no mention whatsoever of Orbo's side effects.
Is that clear?
Well, now... This has now become an all-out war with headquarters.
A Factory van?
Those are...
I wonder if this is a code word for something.
There's a symbol that keeps popping up.
Is that an omega? No, maybe it's pi.
Something about "Analysis of the pi genome is almost complete."
"Pi then becomes a genetic factor."
"With this, a means of controlling the abilities has been opened to us."
What does that mean?
This "pi" thing was probably the focus of the research he was involved in.
Whatever it is, it's definitely got something to do with genetic engineering.
Amon was chasing after it.
Which would mean that it's about the link between genetics and Witches?
No, this bit here about controlling abilities... That's not enough to...
Orbo!
Or-what? What's that?
Nothing, forget it.
Anyway, Nagira, is there anything in the diary about a priest named Juliano?
Juliano?
Doesn't look like it.
Oh.
Who's this Juliano guy?
Nobody. Forget it.
At any rate, it looks like we're gonna have to look a little deeper into this thing.
Still, I guess it's too late to do anything about it today.
For the time being, I'm gonna break up this little meeting.
You should call it a day and get some sleep, too.
I know.
Why...?
What was he doing there?
Why...?
Juliano...
Damn it, it's really starting to...
I knew it.
You deliberately left a trail so that I'd be able to follow you, didn't you?
What are you up to?
I'm going to hunt Robin.
Wha...? What did you just say?
I'm going to hunt Robin.
Are you out of your mind?
I'm not crazy.
But Robin has become the most dangerous Witch of all.
What're you talking about? A Witch, huh?
That's just the way that Solomon's decided to see her.
This isn't because of some unresolved issues with your mother, is it?
It's not.
Then what the hell are you saying?!
You must have seen it. You must have seen Robin's power.
That doesn't matter to me.
Robin is Robin.
She hasn't changed one bit since the day you left her with me.
Listen, it's not a person's past that tells you whether or not to trust them.
It's whether you can trust that person's heart right now.
At the very least, you must've believed in her back when you entrusted her to me.
Are you trying to tell me that was a mistake?
I'm gonna protect Robin, even if it means taking a bullet for...
Amon...
Just how far back do I need to go?
Tell me.
It's all so vivid that it hurts.
The truth is, nothing can be shared,
...so I never looked back.
...all those promises...
...inside me eventually...
...gave up on that light from some other time,
...like the light of a morning you can't return to.