Original subtitles

"Loving days of Nonomura Kotaro"

"It's...a...live..."

Oh... stop it...

I'm done...

Kochi...

What will you do if I...

Well, let's watch the worst bombing criminal in the world.

What are you saying?

Well, let's... see...

On Feburary 28, 1984,

a bomb in a Matsuzaka Beef steak box exploded...

Sorry.

This is no place for women! Go home!

Old man Spittoon's mellowed.

He has?

Did he drop this?

Chief Tsubosaka Kunio of the Matsuzaka Police,

Detective Division, Violent Crimes Section is here.

Long time no see, Nonomura.

A little slack, aren't you?

What's the idea, pops?

Don't get wise, woman!

Get me tea! Tea, Mayama!

Get it yourself.

Sorry I'm late...!

You!

This is Shibata.

The insurance lady?

A detective.

Bull!

We're finished. The country's finished.

You dropped this.

Can't seem to get rid of it.

This is Lt. Tsubosaka, a senior of mine,

nicknamed Devil Tsubo.

You mean Spittoon. Hurry up and retire.

They bashed him in the editorials.

There! There! There!

He's taking time off.

Time off?

Detectives get a month off before retirement.

I couldn't take off without solving this case.

The Machida School package bomb case?

Be quiet, woman!

That's Shibata!

15 years ago, a plastic bomb was sent to

a student counselor. There was one victim.

15 years ago... the statue of limitations is almost up.

I can't find the case file.

If there are no suspects, we normally send

all papers a month before the statue of limitations

to the prosecutor's office.

You already sent them in? But we still have 2 weeks.

The statue of limitations defines the period up to

prosecution, not arrest.

So we have to solve this case in a week.

Ironically, I retire in a week.

Good for you.

I don't want this case dropped.

I know how you feel.

So lend me a hand.

We'll do all we can.

Mayama!

You're kidding.

I have a copy of the case file.

I'll see you at the crime scene tomorrow at 10.

May I come?

What for?

Investigation.

It's not for women!

I'm serious.

Hey! I'm not going.

Why not?

You know darn well.

Still hate me?

You can't let your personal life affect your job.

What would you know? A self-serving cop like you!

It's 5:15. Time to quit.

Excuse me. Flamenco lessons tonight.

I have an appointment.

Here, Mayama. Shouldn't you read it?

What for?

I've no intention of helping that old fart.

Why do you hate him so?

That old fart almost got my colleague

killed by a suspect so he could make an arrest.

This can't be...

That's how that scum works!

Really?

He won't find anything.

He hasn't for the past 15 years.

This case isn't pending. It's closed!

Theme "Chronic Love" Sung by NAKATANI MIKI

NAKATANI MIKI

WATABE ATSURO

SUZUKI SARINA

TOKUI YU NAGAE HIDEKAZU

YAJIMA KENICHI ARIFUKU MASASHI

IZUMIYA SHIGERU

MIYAZAKI YOSHIKO

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English subtitles by Nippon Golden Network Timing and editing by cerulean

KEIZOKU Unsolved Cases

mystery 6: The Most Heinous Bomber in History

What's going on with you and Shibata?

The incident took place on February 28, 1984,

when a storm of school violence was raging.

The package was sent to a dedicated teacher

Morita Kosaku, 31, from a graduate Shirasuna Ryota,

according to the return address, along with a letter.

"...For the trouble I caused..."

Take this, Akabane. It's a Matsuzaka Beek steak set.

But it's so expensive. Who is it from?

A graduate.

Shirasuna? Him?

Sure it isn't poisoned?

He's straightened up. I can't take it, so here.

Thank you.

The package was given to office worker

Akabane Sakura, 29, who took it home believing

it was a steak set.

She invited her fiancé Tomikawa Keiichi over...

The student straightened up and sent

the teacher a present.

It's heavy.

2 kg.

I'll cook it.

I'll go buy some beer.

Good morning.

What the...?

I'm Shibata.

What are you doing here?

Investigating.

Stop dreaming!

I'm not. I'm wide awake.

You forgot this. Now you won't lose it anymore.

Also...

The suspect... Shirasuna Ryuta, 16,

who sent the package.

His girlfriend Tomomo Junko killed herself by

jumping off the school roof 3 months before

the bombing.

Blaming her suicide on Morita's reprimand of her,

Shirasuna sent a package bomb made to look like

a box of steaks.

So the investigation focused on students,

including Shirasuna, who had something against Morita.

Did you get a suspect?

I said, did you get a suspect?

I heard you!

Shirasuna had an alibi, we couldn't determine how

the bomb got to Morita, or who mailed the package.

Are bombs that easy to make?

No!

A chemistry teacher could.

The chemistry teacher was new and didn't have

any ties to the case.

We hit on students who went on to engineering schools

and pharmaceutical companies, but to no avail.

How strange.

Instead of the teacher Morita, the bomber ended up

killing a total stranger Tomikawa.

So why didn't he try again?

That's what I'd like to know.

Get up, Mayama!

He isn't in.

Get up, Mayama! Police!

Give me a break!

The victim's girlfriend, Akabane Sakura, then 22.

Poor thing's has been a psychosomatic case since.

Suffering from stress related disorders?

She saw her boyfriend blown up. No wonder.

Please have a seat.

How have you been?

I've been managing.

I have some help with the investigation today.

Making a final effort to catch the bomber.

Any new leads?

None.

My tea stalk says good luck!

The statue of limitations is almost up. You, too?

I retire in a week.

Thank you for all you've done.

Don't give up yet. We still have 6 days.

Oh, yes.

Is that the late Mr. Tomikawa?

Yes.

He was working at a Futakotamagawa cafe and

studying for the law exam. Was he an aspiring lawyer?

Yes.

So you invited him over for some steak.

He hardly ate, studying when he wasn't working.

So I wanted to give him a treat.

Were you a good cook?

I enjoyed it.

Mr. Tomikawa was 26 then, a struggling law student.

Did you support him financially?

A little.

If he passed the exam, were you planning to marry?

Well...

Two struggling young lovers sharing a steak...

Woman!

That's Shibata!

You leave! What was that all about?

I was getting information.

Getting information?

Wait! One more question.

About the package. Anything unusual about it?

It was quite normal.

Tied with a string?

Yes.

The report said you placed it in your

refrigerator unopened. With or without the string?

As is, since I knew there was steak inside.

Oh.

Leave!

Sorry about that.

What's with that woman? What an attitude towards the victim!

Hold on, Mayama!

Enjoy picking on an old man?

Sure.

If you weren't so senile, you wouldn't have the gall

to ask for my help.

Please, Mayama! I have to solve this case.

Please help me!

What are you doing, woman?

That's Shibata!

Mayama left. Why does he hate you so?

When I used him for a decoy to arrest a crook,

he almost got killed.

He was talking about himself.

And...

And?

Get in.

Wait.

What?

There's something puzzling.

A month after Tomono Junko's suicide,

the chemistry teacher quit.

Oh.

Wait...!

Mr. Kawai used to get bullied by students.

This Tomono Junko, too?

No. She looked like a good girl, but she was

actually one of the bullies.

She probably bullied Mr. Kawai.

On December 15, 1983 at 6:30 PM,

Tomono Junko jumped off the school roof.

Cause of death was skull fracture and internal injuries.

It's still puzzling.

Did Tomono Junko really commit suicide?

Why ask me that?

Why did you suddenly quit teaching and go

back to graduate school?

I wasn't cut out to be a teacher.

It just happened to be a month after the suicide.

You made me sound like a suspect.

I didn't mean to offend you. With the bully gone,

I figured there was no need for you to quit.

Tomono wasn't the only one bullying me.

I see.

May I go?

Erm, actually...

Thank you.

Hey, you!

The man named as the sender of the bomb,

Shirasuna Ryuta, 31.

Another guy was here.

Mayama?

Give me a break. I was 16 then.

How could I make a bomb?

You were seeing Tomono Junko, the suicide victim.

Does that make me a suspect?

I want to ask you about the suicide.

Why do you keep asking irrelevant questions?

It wasn't suicide. She was killed.

By whom?

Morita.

So you asserted, right here. But Mr. Morita had an alibi.

Could Mr. Kawai have killed her?

What have Kawai, a female student, and

Morita have to do with each other?

We want to know who tried to kill Morita.

Do we really?

If you really wanted to kill Morita,

you'd send the bomb to his home, not his school.

So?

I know who the bomber is.

Have you proof?

No.

You accuse someone without proof?

But it couldn't be anyone else.

What?

Get serious!

What would a Tokyo University upstart know?

I spend 15 years checking thousands of individuals,

face to face, eye to eye!

How could you know the killer after seeing

4 or 5, you octopus!

I'm not an octopus. I'm Shibata.

Women could never make detectives. Quit!

No!

Get out of my car!

I don't ever want to see your filthy face!

Get out!

What's with you?

Want some cake?

Fooled you!

What's the idea?

Don't get mad.

Lucky for you, it wasn't a bomb.

It's no joke!

No, it isn't. It really happened to a guy.

During the heyday of student activism,

Spittoon, who was a peace officer then,

received a parcel at home. A bomb.

His wife and 3-year-old son were killed instantly.

Spittoon survived, but he lost the use of his right leg.

I see.

That piece of metal Spittoon had.

It was found in his son's neck.

The bomber was never found,

and the case remains unsolved to this day.

If he weren't a detective, he wouldn't have been targeted.

He'd still have his happy family.

So this case is special to the old man.

But we have no proof.

Even if we know the bomber, we can't prosecute.

The old man's well aware of that.

Where's the proof? Come on! The proof!

Where's the proof?

Can't you figure it out, Shibata? You're smart!

I can't stand this!

The statue of limitations is up today.

Sorry I couldn't arrest the bomber.

No. Thank you for all your effort.

Hello.

What are you doing here?

I came to let you know that we got a suspect

and rattled him a bit.

You be quiet!

There were two bombers.

One who made the bomb, and another who

sent it to the school.

And?

We led on the guy who made the bomb by

telling him that since the statue of limitations is

up today, the bomber offered to tell who made the bomb.

in exchange for police protection.

Isn't it up for both of them?

Not the guy who made the bomb.

He was abroad for a year, so it's suspended.

It's up today only for the accomplice who sent

the bomb to the school.

And?

Fearing the accomplice will talk, we figured

the guy who made the bomb will make a move.

Like send a bomb to the accomplice?

I don't know about that.

But we may be able to arrest them both.

Do you know who the accomplice is?

No. We just led the bomber on.

We just wanted to make him nervous.

What if the accomplice gets it?

Who made the bomb?

Well...

Tell me.

Shirasuna. His friend testified.

Really?

That's great.

He'll make a move.

Is everyone else clear?

He was the only one with a motive for killing

Mr. Morita.

I'll get a call if there's anything.

May I sit here and wait?

Sorry I'm late.

Where's Mr. Kawai?

He was the chemistry teacher at the school.

What about him?

When we interviewed him, he said he wanted to see you.

He said at 1:00.

Or was that 2:00? Yes, it was 2:00.

Is Mr. Kawai coming here?

Yes, he said so.

Does he know my address?

He sounded like he did.

I can hardly wait to arrest the bombers.

Mr. Kawai was happy, too.

Why would Mr. Kawai be happy?

Did you let him in on the investigation?

I wasn't supposed to?

Dummy! How could you blab everything?

Sorry...!

A delivery, Ms. Akabane!

I'll get it.

It's sweet rice jelly. My favourite.

Take it then.

May I?

We can't accept gifts.

I don't care for jelly and I don't want to throw it out.

Well, thank you.

No call yet?

Maybe we had the wrong man.

Don't you trust me?

Anyone hungry?

Let's have that jelly.

I'll go buy some lunch!

No, stay here.

I'll be right back!

Det. Tsubosaka told me to go with you.

Hear something ticking?

Oh?

A malfunction?

Hello? Hello? It's not working.

It's over.

The elevator will be fixed in no time.

That's a bomb!

How could it be?

Kawai's trying to kill me!

The elevator's working.

Why would Mr. Kawai try to kill you?

The jelly...!

Release the elevator, Mayama.

Why would Mr. Kawai kill you?

Because...!

...15 years ago,

he made the bomb that killed your lover and you,

Akabane Sakura, planned the murder.

What?

You sent that package bomb to Mr. Morita,

knowing he would give it to you.

How can you say that?

That was supposed to be a 2 kg steak set.

You'd figure that a bachelor like Mr. Morita would

give it to someone else. He might have opened

a box of cookies to share with everyone.

He might have send back beer. But not raw beef.

Your colleagues recalled that you received such gifts

now and then.

Not very often from teachers.

Wouldn't that be pushing my luck?

You didn't have to use the same box.

You just had to establish the fact that you received

the box in order to play the innocent bystander.

The box you got and the box Mr. Tomikawa opened

didn't have to be the same.

After receiving the box from Mr. Morita,

you switched it with a box containing the bomb

you forced Mr. Kawai to make, and put it in your refrigerator.

Then you let Mr. Tomikawa open the box...

...and you played the tragic fiancée.

Why would I kill my fiancé Tomikawa? I loved him!

I know. That's why you killed him.

Because he had a common law wife and child.

On November 5, 1983, you had an abortion at

Kawashima Clinic. I found your file.

On the same day, Mr. Tomikawa's common law wife

gave birth to a baby boy, and you learned of

your lover's betrayal.

I aborted his baby.

He promised to make me happy once he

passed his law exam.

Ms. Akabane.

For his sake, I thought.

I wouldn't stop hemorrhaging, so I stayed home from

school, but I just had to see him.

I saw him buying a flower, so I followed him.

She's waiting for you.

Who was that?

Ms. Nishibe's husband.

I'll kill him...!

Gimme money!

Stop it!

Moron!

Why, you!

Make it look like a suicide! Come on!

Holding Tomono Junko's death over his head,

I forced Kawai into making a bomb.

How did you find out about me in such

a short time?

Since when have you suspected me?

When I first met you.

You enjoy cooking.

You'd never put a package of raw steak

in the refrigerator as is.

You'd take it out of the box first. But you didn't, because you knew

there was a bomb in there.

Is that how you knew I was the killer?

Yes.

One more day, and I could have been free.

We arrested Kawai Hideki.

Akabane Sakura, you're under arrest for the

murder of Tomikawa Keiichi.

Come with us to headquarters.

Det. Tsubosaka?

I owe you an apology.

I made a fool of myself for the last 15 years.

May I ask you something?

That clinic I checked out said another detective

was there 6 months ago. Was that you? Why...?

I didn't want to believe she was the killer.

I was a detective for 30 years.

My wife and son were killed. I didn't trust

a soul in the world. It's sad not to be able

to trust anyone.

So I wanted to trust her. I needed to.

Thanks to you, I can graduate and just be

a nice old man from now on.

Here. Take this.

Thanks.

Woman... I mean, Sgt. Shibata!

Come on, get to work!

So long.