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Suspense and deduction closes the gap
between the love and hatred between two people.
Mysteries abound. Strange events.
Conan and Heiji. What will Jodie do?
He sees through the one and only truth.
A child in appearance with the I.Q. of an adult.
His name is Detective Conan!
Hattori and I have some doubts that Jodie, the teacher,
belongs to the Black organization.
So, we went to Jodie's room to see her.
But, we encountered an unexpected incident
at the entrance of her condominium.
Why is something like this...
Falling from above?
A man came falling from the 21st floor!
Had the front door been locked?
Yeah! It was locked up tight!
Well, this room was locked up.
So, it must be suicide.
That is what I first thought too.
Until I saw the curtain of the bedroom window from where Mr. Takai jumped!
The curtain was tagged down and the curtain rail was bent
and a few hooks came off, right?
Yes.
This shows evidence that he involuntarily grabbed the curtain
when he came close to falling.
Would someone trying to kill himself do that?
So, then this is not suicide but in fact...
Murder.
This is a homicide case.
"English Teacher vs. Great Western Detective (Part 2)"
And it's also a murder in a locked room,
like we so often see in novels or movies!
But, teacher...
Why are you here anyway?
My room is next door to Mr. Takai's.
Oh, really?
Those two just came to visit me.
And just when we were leaving the building to eat out for dinner,
Mr. Takai came falling down in front of us.
That's right!
And then?
So have you solved this locked room murder mystery?
No, not yet.
But I think the strange mark on the window glass
may have something to do with it.
Strange mark?
Yes. There is a mark like something hit it from outside.
But what?
Inspector Megure!
We've finished developing the pictures that Ms. Shimoda took.
Oh, that was fast!
Most are just ordinary photos of the building,
but there was a picture with a strange figure.
So, we blew up the picture.
This is the picture.
Isn't this...
It's Mr. Takai!
He grabbed the curtain after all.
He's throwing something into the room.
Isn't that a cell phone?
Okay then, he threw the cell phone at the window and made the mark on it.
But why did he throw it anyway?
Maybe a call made him very angry.
That can't be it.
Shut your mouths!
This is police business!
You civilians, don't belong here!
Talk about hot tempered!
I was going to help him but no anymore.
I'm fed up with those guys. How could this happen to me so frequently?
Yet, although it's true that they may be annoying,
for some reason, with them around, the case is usual solved.
I don't get it.
Me neither.
I don't know in what way the culprit lead Mr. Takai to jump from the window.
All Ms. Shimoda could've done
was shock him with the flash of his camera.
And there was nothing strange about the mail
that Mr. Nakamachi sent.
The only one left is Mr. Kawakami, who called him, but...
No one would jump to death from the window
only because he's told to do so, would he?
Another thing that bothers me
is the reason why he threw the cell phone into the room.
A plausible explanation could be
that he left a clue in his cell phone,
so he didn't want it to drop and break.
However, the cell phone didn't break even if it fell,
and there were no suspicious letters on the screen either...
What?
Hello?
What time is it now?
What?
What time is it now?
What time...
It's 8.00 pm.
What time do you think it is now, you dumb dork?
Kazuha?
Who is it?
I don't know.
Darn! I've completely forgotten to meet her!
What're you doing, Heiji?
You're the one who said that you wanted to
go try out the delicious restaurant that Mr. Ootaki told you about!
Sorry, but I don't think I'll make it today.
Hey, Heiji! Where're you now?
I can't hear you well!
I'm in a weak signal area!
Heiji? Are you listening?
So... I can't get to where you are from here.
So, where the heck are you?
Tokyo. I'm in Tokyo!
What? Tokyo!
Oh, yeah, that's right.
I was going to get back to you
as soon as I finished what I had to do but...
What're you talking about?
You said we'd meet in front of
the Big Man of Umeda, at 7.00 pm tonight!
I wrote it down in my memo too.
Memo...
I see.
So, that's what it was.
No mistake.
Yeah, the murderer is that guy!
What? An experiment?
Here, right now?
Yeah, that's right!
If we reenact what the three did
before Mr. Takai fell to his death from the 21st floor,
we may be able to solve the mystery
of the locked room murder quite easily!
But...
Ms. Shimoda was only taking photos
and Mr. Nakamachi was only sending mail.
It's true that Mr. Kawakami
in his drunken state, cursed Mr. Takai on the phone
but it's far from murder.
Oh, come on. Let's give it a try!
However, in order to carry out the experiment, we're missing some things.
Missing some things?
What on earth are you talking about?
Liquor!
Remember, Mr. Takai fell asleep drunk before he fell to his death!
Yeah, that's true.
But who's going to play the role of the drunk victim?
Yeah, that's the problem. The police officer can't drink on duty.
That goes without saying.
I'm under age.
The only person who can play the role is...
Me?
Right, Ms. Saintemillion!
Will you play the role of the drunk victim for us?
Okay! But on one condition.
Can you prepare my favorite liquor?
As you wish. What is it?
Oh, good!
It's very delicious.
Glad you like it.
I feel I can drink like a fish now!
All right, Inspector,
we'll get everything set up.
Oh, okay.
Well...
What is it, Mr. Nakamachi?
We came here because you said you wanted us to check the crime scene.
But the foreign woman
is drinking in the bedroom of Mr. Takai, what's this crap?
Please give us a good explanation!
Well, we're going to re-enact the crime just as it happened.
Are you all set?
Yeah. Ms. Saintemillion is asleep on the bed
and I've put my cell phone next to the pillow.
And we reorganized the room a little bit without telling her.
How did you change the room?
You'll see when you look at it.
All right, let's start the experiment.
First, Mr. Nakamachi sent an e-mail
to Mr. Takai's cell phone, right?
Yes.
So, I have to send an e-mail too.
I've got mail.
"Who are you?"
Hey, teacher! Did you get my mail?
Oh, yes! I've got a lovely e-mail!
Oh, really?
Hey, Hattori. What kind of mail did you send her?
Don't worry about it!
Next for the flashes of Ms. Shimoda's camera,
as she took photos of the condo from the ground.
Officer Chiba, get with it!
Yes, sir!
But will this experiment help us
to solve the mystery of the locked room murder?
We'll never know until it's over.
And last, is Mr. Kawakami, who made the call.
That's bullshit.
Hello?
Oh, teacher?
Let's just chat for a while.
Okay. What shall we talk about?
Let's see, like...
How about answering the mail I just sent to you?
How about answering the mail I just sent to you?
Okay,
but first, let me ask about you!
Who on earth are you?
What?
Tell me that first.
You're not a mere boy, are you?
You're not a mere boy, are you?
Yes, I'm just a normal high school boy.
Really?
It's hard to hear you. What's wrong?
Oh, it's because this is a high rise condominium.
It often happens when I use the cell phone here.
Hold on!
I can hear you better if I go out on the veranda.
What?
Help! Help me! Hurry!
-Help me! -What's up?
Help!
Ms. Jodie, are you okay?
Oh, thank you, Detective.
What is this?
You see, we changed the position of the bed.
In the expectation that Jodie would go out
with the cell phone onto the balcony to get a better connection.
She believed that she could get to the balcony from the window
which was supposed to be diagonally across from the bed.
But actually that window has no balcony.
So, she almost fell just like Mr. Takaki fell to his death!
You and Mr. Takai were talking on the phone
just before he plunged to his death, right, Mr. Noboru Kawakami?
Well, originally, Mr. Takai's bed was placed
in front of this window.
But the criminal moved the bed
to the front of that window without a balcony.
I see.
When he got the call on his cell phone,
Mr. Takai tried to go out of the window
next to his bed as usual.
Yeah, that's right.
Mr. Kawakami perhaps moved the bed
when he was drinking with Mr. Takai in the living room.
Mr. Kawakami excused himself,
most likely saying that he was going to the bathroom.
Then, he sneaked into Mr. Takai's bedroom
and moved his bed.
Then Mr. Takai, who was drunk and asleep in the living room,
was carried to his bedroom.
And Mr. Kawakami put the cell phone at the bedside.
All that was left to do was...
To call and say, "I can't hear you!" That's all.
-No way. -It can't be.
But what if Jodie had fallen because of this experiment?
She would've been fine!
What?
You see.
Look at that!
We tied a rope her waist without telling her!
I didn't realize it at all!
Well, that's the story.
Mr. Kawakami, all you have to do is explain
to the police why you killed Mr. Takai.
Yeah, I'll do that,
if I had intended to murder him.
What?
Yes, it's true that I changed the position of the bed
because Takai told me that he wanted to rearrange his room.
So I just helped him!
But what a shock to hear that
he fell to his death because of it.
It didn't even cross my mind until you pointed it out.
Goodbye, Takai.
What?
Go to the world beyond and tell her that you're sorry.
I was also very shocked
that you left him a message like this.
Mr. Kawakami.
You might not know,
but before he fell, Mr. Takai tried to hang on for a while
by grabbing the curtain.
Just before his death,
he pressed the voice memo button of his cell phone
and recorded your words, which provided evidence
that you had the intention to kill him.
Your sad words of parting, saying that you were satisfied that
you had avenged the death of your dear girl, your junior in school.
Here you go. It's your camera that you lent me a while ago.
Yes.
I appreciate your cooperation.
Thank you for acting as if you had been tricked.
Oh, think nothing of it at all.
I enjoyed it too!
By the way,
you didn't tell me your name, did you?
Before I tell you my name, won't you tell me your true identity?
But as for me,
I want to know why you pretend not being able to speak English
even though you can speak very well!
What are you talking about?
No use playing dumb!
When we talked on the phone a little while ago...
I asked you, "You're not a mere boy, are you?"
Then you answered, "Yes, I'm just a normal high school boy".
In this case, "No, I'm just another boy" is correct in Japanese grammar,
but your answer was "Yes, I'm just a normal high school boy".
Only a good speaker of English
could have answered the way you did.
I'll bet you answered unconsciously in English to me
since I'm an English-speaking foreigner.
My true identity is an English teacher! You can't fool me!
Well, actually, I wasn't pretending
not to be able to speak English. But...
Did silence work better than your funny disguised Japanese, didn't it?
Your Japanese grammar is excellent
but your Japanese intonation is terrible.
So, it's obvious that you're just pretending
not being able to speak Japanese well
to throw people off their guard.
But we can talk about it at another time.
So, see ya.
But if he knew that much,
don't you think that the victim role player
didn't need to actually get drunk
in order to carry out that experiment?
Yes. I think so too.
Yeah, that teacher is a very suspicious character indeed.
Secretly taking photos of us, pretending to take a bath and all.
Yeah.
Her hair and body was wet
while the hair dryer was still warm
and the body lotion spilled on the bathroom floor wasn't dry.
She had probably finished taking a bath before we got there.
But, in order to buy time, she took another hurried shower.
She was probably using that time to do something
she didn't want us to see.
But don't worry yourself over it.
I've already taken the film out of her camera.
She's suspicious, but she didn't look like a bad person.
And you suspected that the teacher and the American actress,
Chris Vineyard were the same person,
but they didn't look alike at all.
The only similarity is that they both have big boobs.
Yeah. That's right.
If that is her true face...
What do you mean?
But, don't you have to go back?
Isn't she waiting for you?
Oh, no...
I completely forgot about Kazuha.
Anyway, be careful, Kudo!
Your enemy was sharp enough to steal the document
from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police!
Yeah.
See ya!
If any other suspicious persons show up, just call me!
I'll run right over!
Thanks but Jodie isn't the only one that's suspicious.
There are two other suspicious persons around me.
Heiji Hattori...
an interesting boy.
Son of Heizo Hattori,
General Manager of Osaka Police Department
And...
Just like Shinichi Kudo...
He's a private eye.
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