Vivacity

"What's with the lax security?" Suruga said into the lens. After showing his face to the surveillance camera, he stepped inside the Kira investigation Headquarters, head tilted.  The fingerprint recognition scans, retinal scans, metal detectors, and other security measures in place went unused as the door opened. Suruga didn't even have to show his FBI badge.  Following the guide lights along the walls, he boarded the elevator and descended four floors underground. Ahead, past the heavy gate, was the Operations Room, the nerve centre of the Kira investigation building. There was no sign of anyone, and the countless monitors in the centre of the spacious room were turned off.  "I'm with the FBI, anybody here?" Suruga's voice echoed in the silence. The room was utterly quiet, without even the memory of the psychological tug-of-war against diabolical Kira that had been waged within its confines. Suruga reversed his steps, scratching his head, and there ...

An enormous glass pot filled with white sugar cubes sat on a low table. L picked out the cubes with his left hand and popped them in his mouth one at a time.  There were over fifty monitors set up in front of the sofa. Until yesterday, every one of them had displayed news and surveillance video from around the world, but having served their purpose, all the monitors were now black. Except one.  L was watching a Japanese television program. A celebrity divorce was being reported as a big scoop. Just as L turned towards the monitor, there were no sounds of hurried activity in the wings of the studio. The broadcast cut away to an emergency press conference being held by the Metropolitan Police Department. Following a few words from the superintendent of police, Soichiro Yagami took the microphone.  "We are pleased to report that the case in the matter of Kira's indiscriminate murder of criminals is closed. Kira will never commit another crime."  The conference room buzz...