On the outside, Heizou seemed to be the carefree type. He wandered from place to place taking case to case, and bringing justice to every place he could, but behind that goofy nature and cheshire smile was a man, just like anyone else, something that people tended to forget.

Heizou stood at the foot of a fresh crime scene, his hand covering his mouth as he looked around. The Doushin around him assumed he was deep in thought. You knew better. Something was wrong.

“Something is missing.”