The AP-01 "Sylvia" is the first gun capable of firing anti-AMS bullets.
And the man you see holding the gun is the young genius scientist, Doctor...
Apple!
I'm taking a type 1.
Apple Bieber
You listening to me, Apple Bieber?
That's Doctor Apple!
I need maintenance done on this thing ASAP, Apple.
Doctor!
Thank you, Apple.
Call me "Doctor," damn it!
Um...
How much time does it take for an Eye System scan?
4.5 seconds on average.
Even the most experienced detective is still going to lose a few seconds.
Which means they can't miss.
That's why we let you customize it into rifles and handguns.
But, start with a Sylvia.
If you start using one you're not ready for...
That's what happens to you.
I want this big one!
#03 Your Rival Is Your Partner's Partner!
This is the SCIU!
Whoosh! Whoosh, whoosh!
Throw down your weapons and surrender!
Bang!
I'm so cool!
When did you get here?
Around "Whoosh! Whoosh, whoosh," I think.
Seriously?!
We've got a meeting to get to, Constable Vrubel.
Wait!
Let's take it easy.
Just call me "Kirill," or "Partner."
Oh. Yeah, sure.
Let's go, then.
You're not going to say it?
They're getting them from a place inside the Igniscastrum industrial zone,
from a guy calling himself "Bamboo Man."
The man wears a mask when he meets them and they don't know what he looks like,
but his teeth are made of jewels, like this.
Kind of defeats the point of hiding his face.
The buyer doesn't know where the Anthem's coming from,
and our job...
...is to go undercover and find out, then destroy the place.
Me and Doug will do it!
You catch on quick, Buzz-Cut.
Let's kick some ass, partner!
Do you know what the word "undercover" means?
Idiot Buzz-Cut.
Trying to search an entire industrial zone
is like throwing darts at a board while blindfolded.
You and I can make it happen, Doug!
That's the spirit, Buzz-Cut!
No, I don't know about that...
Shall we accompany you on the investigation?
This was our case to begin with.
This is kind of a training exercise for him too, though.
I think this is a local paper from southwest Ignis!
How can you tell?
This is Ignis pie, a delicacy from that area!
So?
If they're using a color photograph for a strike of this size,
it's gotta be somebody local.
Saves us the trouble of looking through the microfiche.
Speed is the most important part of police work!
Good job, Rookie.
No, it's nothing...
Kay, you go with them.
Travis says it's a training exercise.
You're just sick of babysitting.
Is that okay?
Let's believe in Pink's decision.
What's wrong?
This is our first case since we became partners, right?
I was hoping the two of us could work together...
You can't choose your partner,
just like you can't choose where you were born.
If you're running away, pay the rent first.
Stay out of my room, damn it!
I'm going away for a while on work!
Water my plant while I'm gone, okay?
Fine...
Need my tooth brush, too...
Relationship trouble?
H-How did you know?
"Struggling with Relationships:
How to Deepen Connections in Ways Even a Monkey Can Understand"...
Shut up, old lady.
It's not like that.
Here.
If you want to win somebody's heart,
the fastest way is through the stomach.
O-Old lady...
I just happened to pass by one of these.
That place has good doughnuts, yeah.
You can have them.
The Southwestern region is a highly advanced, heavy industrial zone
where most of the nation's crude oil refineries are located.
The factory districts are such mazes that these gondolas are the primary
method citizens used to move around.
The police occasionally have security checkpoints at the gondola loading zones,
but they haven't accomplished much...
I can tell exactly what's going to happen next!
I'm gonna do something that's well... amazing!
You saved me, buddy!
Naturally, buddy.
I'm your buddy, after all.
Even in his fantasies, he has no imagination!
Buddy.
What a shame!
Buddy.
I see!
So you're saying the only factory that could produce large amounts
of Anthem is GG Oil, huh?
Smart.
I need to deepen our bond before the moment comes.
I'm hungry.
Kay, give him a dough—
So, are we busting our way into the factory?
Kirill, that gun...
We're busting in, right? Right?
For now, you can hold this.
We need evidence to get inside.
So we gather evidence by pretending we're filming something!
But...
There're too many people here to sneak in, aren't there?
What kind of filming are we supposed to be doing?
What else?
Workers deserve rights!
Rights!
We are not expendable!
We're not expendable!
We don't get days off and we barely get paid!
I can't buy new socks or milk for my daughter.
Seriously?
"Seriously?"
Um, how long have you been on strike?
It'll be six months soon.
So long?
"Feed the fire until the flames of hope burn every last fool to ash."
I'm Harry Botoms, head of the union.
Nice to meet you...
I'm sorry. I have lung disease...
Oh, no...
It's all because of the gas from the factory!
The owners say that they don't know anything about it, but they're lying!
Harry's destroyed his health trying to make sure that
nobody else becomes a victim like him...
Why would you go so far?
They're willing to hurt others just to line their pockets.
And I can't stand that.
He's a real hero!
We're fine here.
Get some rest.
Oh, sorry.
Are you okay?
Sorry...
Good job, Kay!
I hope that management gives in soon...
Um...
Hang in there!
Didn't see him.
I didn't see any of the union members who had jewels for front teeth.
I can't imagine that Bamboo Man would be one of them...
They can't even buy socks.
How are they supposed to afford jeweled teeth?!
It's the factory that's suspicious, right?
Want to go there, then?
So this is the factory floor.
So you can pouch the oil?
So this is what he meant?
No, that's just left over from a long time ago...
Left over?
We used to make plastics and asphalt, all kinds of things.
But now, as you can see...
All we do is load the refined heavy oil on to the trucks...
Are you willing to negotiate with them?
Kirill?
If we listened to everything the union bitched about,
we'd be out of business in a week.
But Harry and the others got lung disease because of the factory!
Is there any proof it was the factory?
I don't think—
It's that kind of irresponsible jumping to conclusions that makes us out to be the bad guys.
We have our jobs to think about, too, you know.
But...
Hey!
This conveyor belt's cleaner than the others.
W-We're in the middle of maintenance right now...
Don't you have more important things to spend money on?
You're taking this reporter job seriously.
Of course I am!
There's not enough for a raid.
But that was the same paper that the Anthem was wrapped up in.
Even factory foremen read the paper.
We'll just have to find evidence the hard way, huh?
We'll find it eventually, I'm sure.
Pay attention, damn it!
A-Are you okay?
Damn it!
Take this, you stupid...
You've got weak core muscles, huh?
He fell on his butt at the firing range, too.
What's wrong?
I'm staying here.
Detective's intuition!
There's something suspicious about this place.
Okay, see you.
You'll use it for your stake-out, right?
We're heading back to the hotel.
Okay...
Are you sure about that?
That camera was surprisingly heavy.
Just you wait, buddy.
Kay and I decided we'll be searching the east side tomorrow.
Roger.
I'll stay here a little longer.
How's that detective's intuition holding up?
You know how it is, right?
It's doing great!
Are you sure about that?
He said he saw six trucks leaving.
"With only one working conveyor belt?
That's way too much."
Is what he said.
Don't think.
Feel so good!
Let's ask the local police for help.
Thanks.
It may be too late, though.
Too late?
You aren't getting through!
Hey, are you okay?
What's wrong?
This is the police!
All six of them were carrying oil, huh?
But, they were moving with their lights off...
They said it's because the trucks get rotten eggs and rocks thrown at them otherwise.
Looks like your detective's intuition failed you.
Leave me alone!
Is he wishing he was here with Derick and not me?
Derick?
Of course I know him.
Mr. Billingham's last partner, right?
Mr. Billingham?
I'm not close enough to call him by his first name.
You see, he's...
Forget Doug.
He was the best partner a cop could have, I guess.
He had great intuition,
and he knew just how to support Mr. Billingham.
I miss him, too.
It's sad to think I'll never see them in action together again.
Also, you swiped that gun from my lab...
Um...
Want to go get something to eat?
I wanted to get a chance to talk to you, Kirill.
We've both been busy since we got here, right?
So I thought today would be my chance!
What's she doing?
Trying to make me feel better?
But why?
I have to thank you for the doughnuts, too.
Oh, man! Don't tell me I won her heart instead!
This is the place!
She even found this place just for me!
I've always wanted to try an Ignis pie...
And putting all those bookmarks in, too?
That's so nice! That's so cute!
Kirill seemed to think this meant more than it did.
She's just a foodie!
Since we're here, we have to sample the local delicacies, right?
I see... So she's doing it for me...
It's tough to go into one of these places on your own...
She's doing this for me...
They're both ignoring the other.
He who refuses to listen is no different than a pig.
He fails to notice his own foolishness until the butcher chops off his head.
That's rude to pigs.
Pigs are good to eat,
but they aren't.
It all worked out like I said it would, didn't it?
They won't suspect us anymore, will they?
Yeah.
But stay sharp, okay?
You don't think they're mad though, do you?
It's fine.
I'm on my way to the deal site now.
I'd like to meet this Bamboo Man someday...
You're not worthy enough.
We're getting out.
So the gondolas themselves were the transport method.
Explains why the checkpoints failed.
You're with that TV station...
What are you doing here?
I never trusted you.
So I kept an eye out.
What are you talking about?
You saw that ridiculous picture in the papers that fell to the ground, right?
If you're involved in the Bamboo Man matter somehow,
I figured, you would take some kind of action.
How could anyone not look at that picture of a man with such strange teeth?
I'm surprised you could tell it was a man's face.
You realized that someone was after you,
called the factory foreman,
hid the evidence and told him to let us in.
And then you sent out fake trucks to attract our attention.
Now we'd think you were innocent,
and you could go back to selling your Anthem.
This is ridiculous.
What evidence do you have?
Don't tell me it's "Detective's Intuition"...
That book of poems you had.
Are factory workers not allowed to read poetry?
That was a limited-edition version, with a serial number.
You could buy a year's worth of new socks with that thing.
Let's continue this discussion at the station.
You told me there was nothing to worry about!
Shut up!
Just get everything that hasn't been pouched yet.
Let's just burn the place down!
It'll burn the evidence, and we can get fire insurance, too...
Burn the Anthem?
Hell no!
Anthem? What the hell is Anthem?
Listen. If you do that, Esperanza will kill you!
Is this stuff that dangerous?
You didn't say a word about...
Shit!
Is it that dangerous?
Yeah. It sure is.
Are you going to heaven... or hell?
Let's do our best tomorrow!
Y-Yeah.
I'm glad you're my co-worker!
She's really aggressive...
Harry?
Are you okay?
Drop your gun.
Hurry up, government dogs.
Damn it.
Bamboo Man is probably already here...
They made the Anthem down here?
Gather up everything on the floor.
Harry... Why?
It was the factory that did this to me!
So I used them!
What's wrong with that?
But, you said you were fighting for everyone...
I need money!
I refuse to die poor!
But...
Shut up! It's not my fault! It's not my fault!
Stop right there!
Doug!
Come up here if you want to live!
Move and I blow his brains out!
Brilliant!
What?
Harry!
Anthem feels good, doesn't it?
It's heaven!
Overdrive?
Great, Tommy!
Crush these detectives!
Shut up! Don't tell me what to do!
Tommy?
You always leave me out of everything.
You always make fun of me!
Tommy, just kill them already!
I said, don't tell me what to do!
I'm invincible!
Nobody will make fun of me now!
Nobody will tell me what to do!
Are you okay?
Yeah.
What happened?
The factory foreman entered an Anthem Overdrive and lost control of himself.
Activating Eye System.
I'm invincible!
Invincible!
He's big, but he's fast.
I can't scan him.
First, we need to slow him down.
But how...
Invincible?
You're going back to being the wimp nobody likes before long, moron!
What did you say?
It'll just take one shot from the special gun I've got in my car!
You moron!
Shut up!
Kirill!
Shut up!
Doug!
Hurry up!
I don't like doing things this way.
I get it. Just hurry!
It's time for your medicine.
So GG Oil was just a subcontractor company used to put the Anthem into pouches.
Yeah. By the way, I heard the union people will be the ones rebuilding the factory.
Oh... They'll be able to buy socks, then.
Oh, right.
It's a lot lighter.
Flashy and powerful.
Perfect for you, right?
You got this for me?
Doug!
Tell me about your partner who passed away sometime...
Just when you feel like you're ready!
That ridiculous gun was for him after all, huh?
What are you talking about?
Bang, bang!
Bang!
He's talking about my partner.
Kirill renews his resolve to become a true partner to Doug!
But a terrible misunderstanding awaits him!
That's right! It was all in his head!
Next time on Double Decker Episode 4: "Derick Returns!"
Derick Returns!
Accept reality!