"Angelui i demonui kruzhili na duh minoi Angels and demons were circling over me, rassekali terni-i mlechuie puti Breaking apart shadows and milky ways." "me znayet shastya ottovo Not knowing happiness is the only one." "shto evo zova ponyat ne s-mog The one who could not understand its call." "mana du vortes, mana du vortes The flow may swallow you." "The flow may swallow you aeria gloris, aeria gloris Flying in glory, Flying in glory mana du vortes, mana du vortes The flow may swallow you." "The flow may swallow you aeria gloris, aeria gloris Flying in glory, Flying in glory" "I am calling, calling now." "Spirits rise and falling." "s-toboi ostatsya dalshe To be with you longer..." "Calling, calling..." "In the depth of longing s-toboi ostatsya dalshe To be with you longer... mana du vortes, aeria gloris The flow may swallow you, flying in glory" "Thank you for giving me a heart." "Done." "File 8" " The Fortunate Ones" "Oh..." "It's you." "You surprised me." "You don't usually call me at this time of day." "You shouldn't talk..." "You never hang out with us anymore." "So, what is it?" "Mmm, something is bothering me a little..." "That girl over there got a heart transplant last month." "Her parents were overjoyed that a compatible heart was found." "They apparently wanted to thank the donor in person." "It seems like a happy story to this point." "Yes..." "The heart donor is a boy that is under my care." "He had to replace some parts of his body with cybernetic implants for treatment, and he got a cybernetic heart, since the implants would have overburdened his bilogical heart, but his parents are saying that they don't remember donating the organ at all." "They could be compulsive liars and shy; there could be errors in coordinating the transplant, or post-factum memory confusion." "Any others possible aftereffects?" "The boy's mother apparently went to consult the police, but the detective in charge got into an accident, so the investigation is currently stalled." "I don't know if this is your territory, but...it just bothers me..." "The surgery was necessitated by a sudden accident and had to be rushed, and it seems that they were prepared to give her a full cybernetic body if an organ hadn't become available." "Since she is so young, she would have had to periodically switch to new cybernetic bodies as she aged, which would have been stressful, not to mention all the costs and maintenance it would have involved; she was quite lucky." "How old is she?" "She is still only six years old." "So, the information wasn't anything significant." "What now?" "Should we just go back?" "Go to the company that supposedly coordinated her transplant, Meditech." "I'll have Ishikawa and Bouma check the cash flow before they join you." "Something on your mind?" "You know that there have been mass abductions here involving overseas mafia recently, right?" "Those involved in the black market trade of organs and cybernetic devices, you mean?" "It's possible that domestic factors related to the black market are involved." "I want to investigate this." "Understood." "Roger." "Sorry to have kept you waiting, allow me to introduce the CEO of Meditech, Mr. Iwasaki." "It's nice to meet you." "I am Togusa from Public Safety's Section 9." "Oh, I am a secretary android;" "Mr. Iwasaki is here." "Oh, well..." "Of, please, don't feel bad about it." "It happens all the time." "People just don't seem to recognize Jameson-type cyborgs for some reason." "My kids always scold me about having a bad taste in cyborg bodies, too." "Still, it's about my principles, and they cannot be compromised, so...." "Oh, oops.. sorry about that." "So, I heard you wanted to confirm something?" "(Japan's #1)" "Please." "Okay." "It's about this..." "All right." "All right, let's see..." "Hmm, it is indeed our invoice slip..." "But, strangely..." "Coordinating transplants is not one of our company's services." "Well, if you want to look over anything, go ahead." "If I remember correctly, your company advertises for people to register their genomes with you so that spare organs can be manufactured on demand." "Oh, yes." "We splice our customers' genetic information into pigs and 'grow' the desired organs." "When required, we can extract the organ and deliver it." "Is it lucrative?" "Why are you asking?" "Of course it is!" "You should register your genome and reserve an organ pig, too." "Our basic plan includes registration for five different organs if you sign up now, I'll give you a special deal." "Make your pitch to him, his body is still flesh." "Well, I'm not particularly..." "Well, what's wrong about it?" "If you don't require the organs during the pig's lifetime, just sell them to existing transplant coordination companies." "If you're going to invest in this field, invest in Meditech!" "And while we're talking about investing, there's no reason Ms. Cyborg here shouldn't invest as well!" "Well then, do what you want." "If there are any questions, please call me." "Thank you." "I guess he's the folksy type that you'll find no matter what era you live in." "You mean to say that he's the "Osaka Merchant" type?" "That's the kind of impression you're getting from him?" "He's taking pains to speak in a bad Kansai dialect to present himself that way, that's all." "Still, to think that the CEO of the largest company in the artificial organ industry is a cyborg that's using a Jameson-type body..." "Considering his enthusiasm, I wonder if he sold his own organs." "And that's why he's in that box?" "It's not too far-fetched of an idea." "Yo." "We're here to take over..." "Good job." "We found something when we looked into the cash flow." "An amount of money from the Crime Victim's Compensation Fund is being paid to his company." "This one." "However, there is no record of the transaction here, and there is no corresponding evidence in either its communications or operational records." "Falsification of data rom the outside, perhaps?" "That's probably it." "Even though Meditech's a huge company, their internal data is so badly protected, it can leak like water through a sieve." "Togusa, let's go see the hospitalized detective in charge of the investigation." "Do a good job!" "I believe it happened last weekend..." "He collapsed while conducting an investigation, the hospitalization was sudden." "Test results came up positive for drugs, and while faint, there are also signs of memory confusion." "Hmm?" "Hey!" "Are you all right?" "Damn it, they got him!" "Major!" "Get on and be quick about it." "Sorry!" "I'll hear your excuses later." "Tachikoma, you there?" "On the hospital rooftop!" "Don't be late!" "That was close." "I was starting to get worried because you guys were late coming out." "What are you saying?" "It was because you got greedy in the first place that the labels got switched!" "We erased that detective's memory, so we're fine now, aren't we?" "In any case, I wonder who that guy was just now." "How would I know?" "His co-worker or something, I bet." "Tachikoma, do you think you can overtake the vehicle?" "I can get onto it, but that'd be pretty noticeable." "Keep following us from above; confirm the vehicle's license plate." "Roger!" "Togusa, stay on standby and keep monitoring the omni-directional wireless com system." "We're going to scatter a probe virus, so you can determine the echo factor." "What?" "Wouldn't that violate the Radio Communications Law?" "We'll say this is an emergency in the Nth degree." "Roger." "When we exit this tunnel, we can transmit the virus." "Good." "Transmission standby, okay." "Go!" "We got it." "Determined the escaping vehicle,... also confirmed its registered user." "It seems that the fugitive is a medical student in residency." "What do you want to do?" "They intend to go to the port's warehouse district and to hide." "It's about time to call Batou." "Continue to chase the escaping vehicle." "I will meet up with Batou in the Tachikoma." "Roger." "We took it too far." "Doing more would be too dangerous!" "Let's hurry up and toss these out!" "We were only providing organs at cut-throat prices to citizens who couldn't get cybernetic implants for various reasons." "Besides, even if we get caught, my dad will take care of it, somehow." "Still, for now, what should we do with these?" "We'll hide them, along with the car, until the dust settles." "There are tons of warehouses and junkyards up ahead." "No one will notice one car abandoned there." "I'm worried about that guy." "He suddenly shot at us, too." "What if he's one of the overseas mafia who've been conducting mass abductions?" "No way." "No, that's it!" "It's because we moved in on their territory!" "If they catch us, won't they hack us apart and sell the parts?" "!" "If they're the mafia, they'll do it..." "We're finished!" "We're in big trouble...!" "Hey, shut up for a second, will you?" "(Transmission Blocked)" "Then, it IS true!" "We might...really be in trouble." "Batou, can you hear me?" "I can also see you." "I'm waiting at the rendesvous, as ordered." "We're going to corner the subject vehicle at point D-3." "Feel free to terrorize them, without killing them." "Hey hey, are you sure we can do something that fun?" "I don't care." "Ha, that's the way things should be." "Tachikoma!" "All righty!" "Oh, that's the car." "Don't hit anyone, okay?" "Leave it to me!" "I rock!" "Hurry up and get out of the car!" "We're going to run!" "Oooh, they're putting up a good fight." "All right, now for the second round." "Well then, without restraint..." "Yo, I made things smoky around here, just for you." "Good job." "H, hey..." "Isn't this going a bit far?" "P... please forgive us!" "As we thought, a med student, huh." "It makes me depressed to think that guys like these could be messing around inside my head." "Batou-san!" "Look at what I found!" "To sum up the situation," "You were changing labels, without permission, on extracted organs that had been exchanged with cybernetic implants, ...and were selling them, right?" "There should be one more." "Oh?" "He's a tough one." "I'll go get him." "No." "Leave it to me." "The scam seems too vicious for something that was just supposed to earn them pocket money." "This affair will only be swept under the rug if we let the law deal with it." "I'll go give him a good "lesson"." "Wooo, scary." "Did something happen?" "Who knows." "Listen up." "You guys will be dealt with by me." "Hhhhhelp us, ppplease ddon't take our organs." "Huh?" "I'm sure anyone who sees your face would think that you're in the mafia." "H, hey!" "Me too?" "Wh, what is that?" "Wh, what the hell is it?" "I win!" "From what I see, you have no cybernetic implants." "I'm sure you'd fetch a high price if I sold you piecemeal to the black market." "It can't be..." "H, hey, wait a minute." "I have good connections!" "It's good business, want to team up?" "If I ask my dad, we can have cars and warehouses, too." "We wouldn't have trouble getting funds, either." "It's not a bad deal, don't you think?" "Did you think we'd negotiate peons like you?" "We'll take your connections and silence you for the hell of it." "If we spread your organs around on the market, there will be no evidence and we'd also make a profit." "We'll kill two birds with one stone." "W, wait, please!" "O, ok, I got it!" "Is it money?" "If it's about money, my dad will give you however much you want." "R, right?" "How much do you want?" "Your game has gone too far." "You've stuck your neck out in a world where there's no turning back." "P, please, forgive me!" "I won't do it again!" "I beg of you!" "I won't do it again!" "Please!" "Let me go!" "Too bad." "They won't let you off this easy." "There are many in the underground who have no interest in listening to reason." "Clean up your act while you still can." "You have money and schooling; you're healthy on top of that, aren't you?" "Major!" "I can't...get...out!" "We'll come pick you up later, stay put." "We're going to hand these guys over to the police." "Okay!" "Oh, it's Batou-san!" "Oh, hey man." "Hey, wasn't a Major a bit strange today?" "What?" "Uh, well, the Major seemed a bit different today, that's all." "Well, the Major became a complete cyborg when she was around that girl's age." "I'm sure she had some issues with this case." "Hmm." "Still have something on your mind?" "No, nothing really." "Just thinking that, in this world, there are those, like that girl who have no choice but to undergo an organ transplant, ...as well as those like that CEO who voluntarily sell their organs to become a cyborg." "And between those two types, the organ transplant business flourishes." "All-natural bodies bring a premium, and this country's economy keeps rolling." "Only those who benefit from being in an environment in which they are free from religious and economic constrains ...can obtain high-quality cybernetic implants, like Section 9, for example." "What's wrong?" "Does your weak heart pain you because you feel that you're exploiting your circumstances?" "It's not like that." "Just..." "I was wondering which type of decision it was for the Major." "Hmm..." "Checkmate!" "What?" "That's a different game!" "What are you guys doing?" "Batou, you bought another piece of muscle-building equipment?" "I don't care what you buy with your salary, but I can't approve of your consumer habits." "What's your problem?" "Why don't you stop pretending to be a woman on the surface and switch to a male cyborg body yourself?" "You'll get more power that way." "Wanna fight?" "Oh?" "If I can take use the power of my adversary against him, there's no disadvantage to having a female body, is there?" "I'm expecting a good read from the report you'll draw up while shamelessly using your brain "muscle"." "You okay there, Batou?" "Doesn't hurt at all!"