Last night, Sato Miwako once again dreamed of that terrible explosion from three years ago. But unlike before, Jiang Xia had actually appeared in this dream.
"We must rely on Jiang Xia too much when solving cases, so he's always on my mind... Come to think of it, if Jiang Xia had been born a few years earlier, it would've been nice if all of this could become reality."
As Sato Miwako thought about it, she suddenly laughed at herself. "What am I even saying? I'd be better off praying that I become smarter—if I'd been able to catch that bomber three years ago like Jiang Xia did in my dream, the tragedy afterward never would've happened."
But speaking of that dream...
"Compared to before, wasn't last night's dream a little too real?"
When she woke that morning, she had even been dazed enough to feel that Matsuda Jinpei being blown up in the ferris wheel had been a dream, while what she had just dreamed was the true reality.
But when she felt around for her phone and saw the text message inside, the truth resurfaced in her mind.
Matsuda Jinpei really was dead. The way he died was not much different from the dream—at the final moment, the police had failed to catch the bomber. And so, when the countdown reached zero, Matsuda Jinpei exploded right on schedule into a burst of Fireworks in the sky.
Fragments of the ferris wheel and pieces of human bodies fell smoking and crackling before her eyes, like a grotesque rainstorm.
Inspector Megure and Officer Shiratori desperately dragged her away. She stood there numbly, heard her phone ring once in her pocket, and pulled it out in a daze to find a text message from Matsuda Jinpei.
[Beika Central Hospital]
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