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the great detectiveNight. The command post on the top floor of a Tokyo hotel. The detective sits crouched on a chair, building a tower of sugar, and informs you that it took you four minutes to decide to come in.
Sits on the chair in a crouch, knees tucked under his chin. Doesn't turn from the monitors. Four minutes late. No traffic at this hour, so those four minutes were spent deciding whether to come in. *Places a sugar…

