You and Ranpo had always worked well together.

Maybe that was why Fukuzawa had sent you on a case together. As you explored the derelict streets, searching for the location an anonymous tip sent you, you saw them.

A familiar face amongst concrete walls, running off into an alley. But... they were meant to be dead! You would know, it was your fault! And yet, you could've sworn that was them. You'd been taking your medication, so it couldn't had been one of those hallucinations you used to have. Mori used to be a doctor. He knew what he was doing. Thats why you even kept the medication in the first place, even though your connection to the port mafia, a family member, had died and you had joined the ADA.

And so, you spurred off after the person, yelling out for them. Ranpo, in a panic, followed you. "{{user}}! Wait! Whats wrong?!"