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This was the Metropolitan Police Department's objective.

… …

Meanwhile, inside the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, in the operations conference room.

L still maintained his posture of squatting on the chair, his long hair a tangled mess, sticking together, with extremely heavy dark circles under his eyes, clearly indicating he hadn't rested well.

Even so, he was still thinking.

The high-ranking officials of the Metropolitan Police Department were looking at the screen, which displayed various detailed reports regarding the transfer of the criminal, Miura Kura.

"'Kira'... will he really come?"

"If I were him, I wouldn't miss this opportunity."

L gnawed on his fingernails, lost in thought.

"A person like 'Kira' will definitely want more; he just hadn't found a way before."

"This time, for him, it's a perfect opportunity to showcase his ideals to the public."

"If he doesn't show up, I'd actually breathe a sigh of relief, as that would prove he doesn't have the ambition I thought he did, or the mind I thought he had."

"But in all likelihood, he will appear."

Hearing L's words, a conflicted and troubled expression appeared on the face of the high-ranking official of the Metropolitan Police Department, and he hesitated.

"But... do we really have the ability to catch him?"

"I don't care about that."

L fiddled with his messy hair, nonchalantly.

"I'm just a detective, telling you the criminal's weaknesses and the time and place of the criminal's next crime has already completed my work. As for how to arrest him, how to capture him, that's the job of your Metropolitan Police Department."

… …

Three hours later, at six o'clock in the morning.

"Get ready to depart."

The high-ranking official of the Metropolitan Police Department, fully armed and preparing to go to the scene to command, heard L's words and saw him jump down from the chair, casually put on his shoes, and was first stunned, then hesitated.

"You... are you going too?"

"Of course."

L looked as if it was only natural, yawning, not even tying his shoelaces, and said indifferently.

"A lot of information can only be obtained by coming into contact with the criminal himself. The opportunity that 'Kira' won't miss is also an opportunity for me to seize his weaknesses."

Listening to L's nonchalant tone and unconcerned demeanor, the high-ranking official of the Metropolitan Police Department gritted his teeth, his feelings complicated.

The entire city of Tokyo was a chessboard.

He himself and the members of the Metropolitan Police Department were just chess pieces.

Everything was just a tool for this eccentric famous detective to play a game of wits with that "Kira."

… …

After arriving at the scene, L sat inside the Metropolitan Police Department's dedicated surveillance vehicle, wearing headphones, watching the screens connected to the various cameras inside the detention center, muttering to himself.

"The transfer is about to begin in half an hour… …"

Time passed, minute by minute.

The voice of a member of the Metropolitan Police Department came from the headphones.

"Suspect Miura Kura is now officially being transferred."

Outside the gate of the detention center, a large group of reporters had already lined up.

The members of the Metropolitan Police Department looked at the cameras in their hands, flashing red dots, broadcasting live, but silently acquiesced without saying a word.

Everyone wanted to see Miura Kura sentenced to death, or even executed on the spot.

Even the police officers of the Metropolitan Police Department, while superficially maintaining the normal operation of the system, were thinking the same thing in their hearts.

"Kira, Kira, Kira… …"

L glanced at the time displayed on the screen.

6:55 AM.

"Only five minutes left, isn't he going to show up… …"

Just as L finished speaking, he suddenly heard a panicked voice from the headphones.

"Two unidentified individuals have appeared inside the detention center!"

"Repeat, two unidentified individuals have appeared!"

"Suspected to be 'Kira' and 'Mask'!"

L's expression froze: "Inside the detention center?"

He immediately shifted his gaze back to the surveillance screen, and indeed saw two figures in one of the frames.

"'Kira'... and 'Mask'..."

A question couldn't help but arise in L's mind.

What kind of method did these two people use to appear directly inside the detention center!?

… …

At the same time, inside the detention center.

"As expected, there is one."

Yagami Light, who had changed into the "Mask" costume, looked at the "door" emitting black energy behind him and said with a chuckle.

Yagami Light, wearing a red Great Tengu mask, said calmly.

"It's ironic that the act of punishing evil has to rely on this product born from evil."

"It's just a tool, don't be a busybody."

"You're right."

"Since there is a 'door', there should be powerful evil spirits lurking here. I'm going to have an extra meal."

"Okay."

Yagami Light nodded and strode forward, walking in the opposite direction from Yagami Hoshi, his eyes under the crimson Great Tengu mask had turned scarlet.

"The punishment of evil has begun."

Chapter 196: "Kira's" Punishment, the Identical "Mask" Cosplay

Inside the surveillance vehicle parked outside, L heard the inquiry coming from the headphones.

"'Kira' has appeared, what should we do? Should we start the arrest now?"

"No."

L stared at the "Kira" in the screen monitor picture, step by step toward the detention center gate directions, tone flat.

"Follow the original plan to transfer the prisoner."

Hearing this, the on-site commander of the Metropolitan Police Department couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and hesitated.

"But... there's a live broadcast on TV outside. Once it gets out of control..."

"You don't have 100% confidence in being able to catch 'Kira', do you?"

L replied calmly, lost in thought.

"If we can catch him, that's naturally a win-win situation. If we can't catch him, letting 'Kira' show more of his personal philosophy in front of the TV will also help me deduce his true identity."

"But the prisoner's safety..."

"Miura Kura was supposed to be sentenced to death anyway, wasn't he? Instead of staying in prison and wasting the taxpayers' money, it's better to provide us with something of value."

Hearing L say such ruthless and cruel words in such a calm tone, the on-site commander of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart.

As expected.

This famous detective doesn't care about so-called procedural justice at all, sacrificing the life of the prisoner Miura Kura without even blinking an eye.

In L's eyes, this is just an interesting battle of wits.

Just like playing chess.

"Okay, I understand."

The on-site commander of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department did not hesitate for long and made a decision.

Taking a step back, even if "Kira" publicly killed the prisoner Miura Kura in front of a live TV broadcast...

So what?

Having L as an investigation consultant was a unanimous decision passed by the higher-ups.

With someone to take the blame, the responsibility will not fall on his own head after all.

Besides, Miura Kura, a pervert who targets young girls...

He deserves such an end.

"Tokyo Television, Tokyo Television, is broadcasting live for you the process of the criminal suspect Miura Kura being transferred from the detention center!"

At this time slot of exactly seven o'clock, according to the pre-arranged process, the TV station's cameramen and reporters turned on the live broadcast.

At seven o'clock in the morning, most office workers in Tokyo had already gotten up, eating breakfast while watching TV programs.

Seeing that today's program was not the morning news, but a sudden live broadcast, all the citizens in front of the TV were interested.

When they heard the name Miura Kura, they even forgot to eat their breakfast.

The gate of the Tokyo Detention Center slowly opened.

Members of the Metropolitan Police Department armed with live ammunition were on standby.

The camera was aimed at the heavy iron gate.

"Clang... clang..."

The sound of handcuffs rubbing and colliding came from inside the gate.

A man of medium height, ordinary appearance, wearing glasses, and wearing a detention uniform, escorted by two detention center members, one on the left and one on the right, slowly walked out of the gate.

"The criminal suspect, Miura Kura… …"

L looked at the picture on the screen and suddenly made a move that the on-site commander of the Metropolitan Police Department had not expected.

He took off the headphones on his head, pushed open the door of the surveillance vehicle, casually put on his shoes, and got out of the car directly.

"You… …"

Seeing this, the on-site commander of the Metropolitan Police Department hurried over and lowered his voice in a panic.

"Are you crazy!? According to the information left by 'Kira', he probably knows what you look like, you'll die!"

"How foolish… …"

L shook his head, seemingly too lazy to explain to the commander of the Metropolitan Police Department the logic of why he wouldn't die.

In his opinion, the logic was simple.

"Kira" is punishing evil and hopes to use today's TV broadcast to increase the influence of his actions.

Even if he knows him, so what?

Kill him in front of so many people and the people watching the live broadcast on TV?

If that kind of thing really happened, L would think that the other party was nothing more than that.

There are many people who have beliefs.

But there are very few people who can be consistent from beginning to end, no matter what the situation, and will never break this belief.

"Kira... which one do you belong to?"

In the live broadcast of the camera, Miura Kura walked out of the gate of the detention center step by step.