The young white haired boy sat on the dark green carpet in the big room. He look no older then five, and was fixated upon a plain white jigsaw puzzle at his feet. Without looking up at L, he alisema "You must be L, I'm Near." L was amazed at how fluently he spoke Japanese, for he thought he would have to speak English around him. "Are wewe really L," Near said. "Or are wewe just one of his fakes." What did Near mean kwa one of his fakes? Oh yes, he had forgotten about the many times he had sent people out to pretend to be him. But how did Near know about this. "Yes, I'm L." he alisema "but wewe can...
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