There were no encounters with the suspect beyond July 22 until 28. Lars confessed that he had frequently texted the suspect over the week, but as of now we have no way of obtaining records of his text history with the suspect. The line was encrypted and was destroyed the night after the incident. Lars had thrown the phone away prior to the interrogation so we are unable to force him to use his powers to recollect his text history. From what we've gathered, Shiro only ever appears in Japan in either Sundays or Mondays. This is possibly due to the fact that she lives and studies somewhere in U.S.A. We have tried to run her face ID through the international database but there's never a match. It's like she doesn't exist. July 28, 2013 is the day the suspect and Lars had started racing together.
" So I gave Shiro a rundown of my powers, and she wasn't interested in teaching me drills on learning how to drift herself, so she instead made me use my powers on several cars in her garage excluding the european cars.
It'd be too time consuming for me to describe and recall every memory I saw in each car, but after scanning five or so cars, I tried drifting around the streets under Shiro's care. She sat beside me to ensure I didn't cause a major blunder and wreck another car of her's. The first run after scanning five cars went surprisingly well. I managed to get the timing of the handbrakes and gearshifts spot on, but I was still mimicking the actions I saw on the memories and can only handle specific corners, so I still had to learn how to drift on my own.
Shiro eventually allowed me to use her RX-7 for memory scanning. That's when I managed to actually learn. When Shiro was even younger, she had apparently recited every action she did and did calculations on how and when to drift a certain turn or corner whenever she practiced drifting as a pre-teen. This helped me a lot. It was almost too convenient... Nonetheless after I memorized what her eleven year old self said, I tried giving it a go on my GTR, and Shiro tagged along with me on the streets.
I was drifting through every corner smoothly, and managed to keep up with Shiro who led me through several intersections and turns. Despite being able to match her drifting prowess, I haven't managed to overtake her yet. Her RX-7 was on another level compared to my GTR, despite it being converted to an RWD. It was unsurprising given how futuristic her dashboard looked... Who knows what more she added inside her engine and wheels.
Shiro eventually signed me up to race against a representative of the man with the red R35 on the same course where I had my first drift race. Apparently my rival was the owner of the GT86 I wrecked and intended to take revenge on me.
But he was apparently a complete amateur. He had brought an AE86 against me. He probably thought he had the power of god and anime on his side but unsurprisingly, I won that race by ten seconds earlier than the boy. As soon as he rolled into the finish line, he immediately got out from his car and tried to beat me up in a fit of rage but was put on a chokehold by Shiro until he passed out. Are those two really friends?Shiro told me that the man in the red GTR (she never told me his name) was in denial of my sudden improvement and chalked it up as him having an incompetent representative, and the actions of said representative strengthened his argument. I didn't mind though. I'm just drifting for the fun of it.
I drove back to the garage in my R32 along with Shiro after the race. As soon as we rolled back into the garage, Zaph came from the upstairs cafe and once again greeted Shiro with a tight hug. Shiro as usual looked embarrassed, probably because of how I was laughing at her expression from whenever she gets hugged.
"If you speak of this to anyone, i'll murder you." Shiro threatened me after Zaph finished hugging her. We both just laughed at her.
"God you both suck. I'm gonna go off to finish installing parts on the DB9 if you feel like apologizing..." Shiro said as she took off her hoodie and jogged to the Aston.
"Try not to blow it up! Hey twerp, let's go wait for her upstairs." Zaph told me after sniggering a little and ran up the stairs. I was a bit surprised she didn't do that coin trick again.
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The Testimony
ActionA street racer is summoned at a police station for a recollection of his encounters with a young Genetically Modified Human (GMH) who had just so happened to be his racing partner and close friend.