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The task force’s triumph over Kyosuke Higuchi tasted like ash—a victory staged by Light. Dusk surrendered to a wet, black night. You combed the silent headquarters until you found me alone on the rain-lashed roof, soaked to the bone, staring out at the city’s electric haze. You called my name. I raised a single finger to my ear, a gesture of deliberate deafness. Compelled forward, you stepped into the downpour until you stood before me, rain dripping from your chin. I turned, my face a mask of placid intensity, and asked in a whisper stripped of all inflection, "Do you hear the bells?"