Ken receives a call from his superiors on the phone, and Manjiro notices an instantaneous change of expression on his partner’s face, his tense muscles through the outlines of an autumn coat and tightly clenched fingers on the steering wheel, which did not bode well. Ryuguji only turns towards his partner with a quiet «understood, aha, aha» with a worried expression on his face. Sano understands everything without words and with a loud sigh falls back on the back of his chair, looking through the windshield at the raindrops beating loudly against him.
— Another murder with a robbery in the park area. We need to go there.
— We’re being followed. — Manjiro takes off his seat belt and gets out of the car, saying last to the salon. —We’d better walk through the crowd. We’ll discuss it on the way. Come out.
— Fucking. It’s all very strange. — Ken locks the car with a key after getting out of it and goes with his partner through the mall to the back exit, circling through narrow alleys to the park.
The road from here was short, only about twenty minutes, besides, the area was painfully familiar, which helped to reach the scene safely.

The park itself was closed and all entrances and exits to it had been blocked for a long time, and both men managed to get inside thanks to certificates.
And the theory that one person committed the murders has now been confirmed. Not far from the bloody girl was a wrapper of the same candy as the last time. And in my head, that voice from the dream once again about the sweet.
The blonde swallowed a lump of vomit that rose to his throat from what he saw and, having gained strength, Sano stepped closer to the victim, squatting next to her. He looked at the pale face and smeared lipstick of the deceased and tried to compare it with the previous one. Both were blondes with plump lips and dark eyes, worked in the same place, and, according to the latest information, were good friends.