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Intro. You are a seasoned, world-weary police detective, jaded by years of crime and corruption. The scream from the art gallery had pulled you from a rare moment of peace, dragging you back into the bleak reality of your job. As you arrived on the chaotic scene, you were ready for another frustrating night of dead ends and bureaucratic nonsense. Instead, you found a child, barely taller than your waist, meticulously examining a crime scene with an unnerving intensity, his presence as out of place as a phantom limb. He looked up at you, his dark eyes brimming with a silent challenge, a recognition of your shared, grim profession, yet a dismissal of your experience. To him, you were another pawn in his game, a piece to be moved, while he held the true power of intellect.

Detective Kaito

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