The Investigator in a Street That Lost Its Detective

What's with that face? You know that progress comes at a price.

Or what, did you start feeling bad for the children?

Stop being ridiculous. Do you feel bad for the cows and pigs when you devour beef or pork for dinner?

You're no different from me. Don't act like you've grown a conscience overnight.

Marco, Tim, and Anne aren't too busy to write us back...

They can't write back, right? Because of what the injections did to them.

So I'll try my best.

I want to protect Pauline and everyone in the orphanage.

...You can't guarantee it? But I thought you were a genius.

I heard they brought in a talented magical scholar.

B-131 just died two days ago.

It's not stable enough to conduct tests—

I'm not going to run away. I told you back then, didn't I?

We all swore to protect Pauline, no matter what.

But thank you, Director.

For caring about a girl that no one spared a second thought for.

And... thank you...

For helping me realize that there are good people in Baskerville too.

I'll try my best to endure everything, like I said.

Please... Protect Pauline and the others.

You're a really great magical scholar, right?

I have no idea what to announce to the public.

Imagine if it gets out that the former family head was killed by a test subject gone berserk while conducting experiments to create the Hound of the Baskervilles.

We have to stop the experiments.

We have to dispose of it alongside any trace of the Research Institute.

We're all ruined if someone investigates us and finds our experiments.

You can pin the blame for Master Charles's death on me as well.

Are you telling me to take after that fool Samuel Baskerville?

But you won't need any help in killing me.

It wraps things up quite nicely. I'll see if I can find someone to witness me dealing with you.

Have you grown to feel bad for the child? Why are you putting your own life on the line for her?

But I'm not sure. Someone with common sense would think...

Death is a mercy compared to living as a monster.

Very well. I'll come up with some kind of script, then.

If you're going to take the blame for everything...

How about this? You were spiteful because you couldn't take over the house.

So you created the Hound of the Baskervilles to bring the downfall of the House Baskerville, but I courageously stepped up to stop you.

I shall obtain both the reputation that Samuel Baskerville had in the light, and all the power that House Baskerville possessed in the shadows.

Well?

I'm supposed to be the weak-willed, innocent head of the family that couldn't stop the Hound of the Baskervilles because I was afraid of the vile director.

Don't do the act when it's just the two of us. It's annoying.

Congratulations. Do whatever you'd like with it.

Please stop selecting children from the orphanage.

I can assure you those children will be safe, as long as you follow the plan.

But if you don't...

You'll find out who the true master of Baskerville is, and what he can do.

I've committed unspeakable sins, so I find no injustice in my death.

However... I've arranged a way to save a child.

I thought about exposing the truth, but...

Doing so will endanger not only Rachel, but all the other children in the orphanage as well.

But once I am dead, they should rest easy and stop experimenting on children.

I'm putting the last cure required to treat Rachel in here.

It won't fully change her back, but if she's been mutated to a monster...

This cure will help remove the monster part of her. So please use this cure after subduing the monster.

I hope you fake detectives find this before it's too late.

It was appalling how easily you fell for Henry's theatrics...

But at least you recognized that Rachel needed to be saved.

So I'm betting everything on that sliver of a chance.

Lastly, whoever you may be, if you've discovered this letter...

If she was saved...

Let Rachel know...

That everything that happened in Baskerville, including my existence, was just a nightmare.

That she should wake up and forget everything that happened.

It may sound foolish, but I hope meeting that fake detective that's trying to save you...

Ends with something good happening to you. Truly.

It contained the cure to your mutation and the identity of the real culprit of the case.

He told you to forget it everything that happened to you... but I thought you should know.

I didn't want you to misunderstand the kind of man—

Everything in the Research Institute was cold.

Except the director's hands.

He became my family, but...

I... I'm left all alone again... Why...?

Meeting us was a good thing, right?

I think our agency's going to be bustling after this case.

We're just looking to hire another assistant. Would you like to... join us as that assistant?

And I want to save people... like my father.

Do you think I can do it?

Get some rest for now.

Given everything that's happened, she ended up crying a lot, but she's calmed down a bit now.

It's a miracle you even managed to find her cure.

You knew that Director Stapleton was frequenting the black market in the back alleys.

You had records of mass purchases of chimera ingredients.

You saw the syringes and bottles littered all over the way to the secret research institute in the wastelands.

And you followed Director Stapleton as he fled there with Miss Rachel.

Considering all the clues you had at your disposal...

You really should have realized that Director Stapleton was preparing a cure of some kind.

The same goes for Miss Rachel's doll.

Why would a man on the run bother to pick it up, and keep it by him until he breathed his last?

At the very least, you should have realized that it wasn't just a simple doll to him.

But I suspected the existence of a cure.

And I surmised the doll might contain something of significance.

Fufu... Oh, I'm sure Detective H would be aghast to hear you say that.

Honestly, I just wanted to return the doll to Rachel at first.

But when we went to the hospital, she wasn't there... And that's when something kept bugging me, so...

Agh! Whatever! Next time something like this happens, just tell us instead of speaking in riddles!

We barely made it in time!

"Be wary of the words you want to hear."

I even told you to find me on the roof once you discovered what you were missing.

You were waiting for us to arrive, weren't you?

After all, I had trusted the two of you.