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The rhythm of the wind sharpens the skill of deduction.

Black entanglement also unravels.

The unnatural death of the last days of the victim.

A surprising message if found.

He sees through the one and only truth.

A child in appearance with the I.Q. of an adult.

His name is Detective Conan!

Pops takes on the job of searching for the whereabouts

of a game system engineer, whose whereabouts became unknown.

But while listening to their story,

I found out that Mr. Itakura

had once had contact with the Black Organization.

We somehow located the hotel where Mr. Itakura was hiding,

and went there,

but it turned out that he was already dead.

I see.

So Mr. Itakura was probably made to sit in the chair,

tied up with his hands on his chest,

and was unable to take his medicine unless somebody helped him drink it.

Then, don't tell me that this is...

Yes. This is in a case within the range of our profession.

A homicide.

Oh, no.

"The Remains of Voiceless Testimony (Part 2)"

"Katsumichi Sugai (39)" -Wait a second.

Why do we have to be suspected?

"Jouhei Naito (47)" -We the ones who asked Kogoro Mouri

to look for Mr. Itakura, you know.

"Ryusuke Soma (44)" -What stupid killer would come back

to the scene of a crime and bring a detective along?

I guess so.

If you insist on suspecting us, why don't you show evidence?

Evidence that we came here.

Okay, the time's now.

If so, why don't you look at the diary in the bag?

That's his bag, isn't it?

Maybe we can find out

who came to visit him before we got here.

A "diary" is indeed written on it.

Officer Takagi, how do you look at this?

It can easily be viewed with the laptop computer on the desk.

But if I were the killer,

I would've gotten rid of something like that a long time ago.

This is it.

Mr. Itakura seems to have been keeping a diary every day since 5 years ago.

Which means it's in there, I'm sure.

The day two years ago when Tequila came to see him should be there.

Here it is. This is his most recent diary.

Three days ago.

"The hotel employee said something strange today.

Maybe one of the three found out what room I'm in?

Oh, well. All I've got to do is change hotels then."

You three are suspicious after all.

Isn't there a continuation to that diary?

No, there's none.

Then, I'll go put it back where it was.

Oh, okay.

All right.

No.

We'll pass it on to the forensic officers just to be on the safe side.

I agree.

Shoots. If the police take it with them,

I won't ever get to see it again.

I've got to find the killer among the three as soon a possible

and prove that the diary has nothing to do with the murder.

Cool head. I'm sure that something's been overlooked.

That is, the clue to who the killer is.

Excuse me, inspector.

-What is it? -About the right ankle of the corpse...

Traces of his socks are left as seen by congested blood on his left leg,

while his right leg...

Take a look at this, no traces are left on his right leg.

On the other hand, on his right ankle,

there are traces of what look to be scratch marks

that seem to have been made by the toenail of his left foot.

Which means that Mr. Itakura

tried to take the socks off from his right leg.

But why?

He was tied up in a place like this,

but why did he...

take off his socks?

I see, he did so to leave this behind.

No doubt about it. That person's the killer.

Moreover, if I use this to my advantage,

I can even get a hold of the diary, too.

All right. Please take care of the autopsy, coroner.

Yes, sir.

Officer Takagi, give the diary of the victim to the forensic officer.

Yes, sir.

The point in question

is the one who orders Mr. Itakura to make the game software

and found Mr. Itakura's corpse.

The three of you who all employees of the same game company.

We're not from the same company.

We're all from different companies.

I am Sugai who asked him to make an Igo software.

I'm Naito who asked him to make a chess software.

I'm Soma. I ordered a shogi software.

Please, let us go already.

We just happened to be brought here to this room

by Mr. Mouri who located where Mr. Itakura was.

Inspector, what about me?

Well, we know now that Mr. Itakura had been killed by someone,

but we don't have all the evidence to specify the killer.

I would like the Mouri group and all of you

to come over to the station at a later date.

Oh, great.

I was concerned about whether the drama

that I've been recording was being recorded right.

So, I guess I'll do as you say for now and...

No, I can't afford to leave just like that.

Oh, no. I mean, well...

Who was that?

I'm saying that we can't let the suspects leave this place.

Because the killer

is rejoicing with both arms open...

in front of our very eyes, thinking,

"How lucky that Inspector Megure is a klutz".

What?

Hey, Dad!

How rude!

Shape up, Pops.

Saying all you did, Mouri.

I hope you know

who killed Mr. Itakura!

Yes. Mr. Itakura himself told me.

Hey, don't tell me that you heard the voice of the corpse?

No way.

His ankle.

Inspector, you saw it too, didn't you?

Only Mr. Itakura's right ankle had no traces of socks being worn.

That's because the killer who came back to this room

after Mr. Itakura died,

thought that just one foot wearing a sock

would look unnatural and put in back on him.

Now, why did Mr. Itakura have to be barefooted?

Why?

It's because unless he is barefooted,

he couldn't grab a certain thing or order of something.

Grab something? Grab what?

Could it be...

Yes.

Mr. Itakura used the time he had before his heart medicine wore out

and wrote the following with his right foot.

A dying message

that indicates who the killer is.

This is his dying message?

What on earth is written?

It looks nothing more than an incomplete game of Igo.

Inspector, please help me,

so that I can explain it simply and clearly.

Officer Takagi. Please give the disc with the diary inside

and the unopened disc that was in Mr. Itakura's bag to the inspector.

All right.

After that,

please sit at the desk where the laptop computer is, inspector.

But what does this have to do with the dying message?

I'll explain later.

Will you please boot up the computer first of all?

Boot up?

Boot up.

Boot up?

Boot...

up.

Inspector, to boot means to start the computer.

I'm just joking, I'm joking.

Next, move the data of the diary onto the desktop,

and put that into the empty disc.

Open it, move it and put it in?

Oh, so all you have to do is copy the data

of the diary into the empty disc.

Like so.

"Copying from Disk to Desktop"

"Complete"

Hey, Mouri.

Don't tell me that you're doing this

to make fun of me not being digital minded.

And then finally, please turn the computer off.

I can do that.

Why?

What's the matter?

Oh, that's...

Don't help him, Officer Takagi.

These electronic goods, I tell you...

You do this, and they all switch off!

You shouldn't pull the plug out abruptly like that!

Doing so may destroy the data within the computer

or cause damage.

But it didn't switch off even if I pushed the switch.

For safety reasons,

it's made so that you have to push the button for a while

before the computer switches off.

That's right.

That is a prohibited strategy

that computer users should not do.

And words like "boot" and "open"

are terms that are incomprehensible

unless the person uses the computer on a daily basis.

You've already figured out what's written on that Igo board, haven't you?

Do you understand?

No.

Isn't there something strange about this Igo stone?

What's strange about it?

Because when playing Igo,

if you surround your opponent's stone, you've got to take it,

and to leave a stone surrounded is a prohibited strategy.

Prohibited strategy?

There is some meaning to this Igo stone after all.

But, what could it be?

Okay, while everyone is distracted with their attention on the Igo stone,

I'll take out the disc with the copy of the diary.

What are you doing, Conan?

Ran.

Hey, didn't you hide something just now?

I didn't hide anything.

What are you doing then?

I thought they sort of looked like Igo stones.

The strange patterns on the seals that are pasted onto the keyboard.

Patterns? Isn't this Braille?

Come to think of it,

Mr. Itakura's vision, just like mine was getting pretty bad,

so he told me he was learning Braille.

Braille?

I get it!

So this is what Mr. Mouri was referring to when he said,

"Words that only people who know can understand".

Could this be Braille?

What do you think?

No. No form of Braille looks like this.

Oh, but if you ignore the white stones, it's readable.

And?

Well, it said,

"The killer is...

Soma".

"The evidence is

the watch."

Mr. Soma.

No way. Are you the killer?

Hey, how come it turns out like that?

Maybe somebody's trying to frame me or something.

No, you're the killer.

The reason is that you don't know about Igo nor Braille.

Therefore, the killer is the one

who still has conclusive evidence on him,

that's you, Mr. Soma...

Wait a minute, Mouri.

Don't talk so fast,

and please explain things in order as you usually do.

The reason why he's the killer and the evidence that shows he is.

Don't rush things. Cool head.

The copy of the diary is already in my hands.

Cool head, cool head.

Right, when Mr. Itakura left this dying message,

this is probably what he thought.

That the killer would return to this room for sure after he died

in order to undo the masking tape that is wrapped up in.

That's why he used this code

that Mr. Soma wouldn't be able to read or even suspect.

And besides, if his corpse is found,

you three would be questioned by the police

and it is certain that you will be shown the picture of this Igo Board.

He figured that Mr. Naito whose vision is bad enough

to have to trace the Braille in the elevator,

would read the Braille code

and that Mr. Sugai who asked him to make the Igo software

would think the prohibited strategy strange,

and that he would realize that this is some kind of code.

I see.

What about the watch which is the evidence?

The watch that Mr. Soma still has on him.

Mr. Itakura disappeared

and confined himself to this room a week ago.

Mr. Itakura is really finicky when it comes to watches

and has bad vision.

When you first came into this room,

I'm sure Mr. Itakura naturally took it and looked at it.

The wristwatch that is your pride and joy.

I see.

If his fingerprints are on the wristwatch

that would be evidence.

Yes.

Mr. Itakura who has turned corpse

and meets his killer again after a week,

could not have touched Mr. Soma's watch

that was bought 5 days ago.

Mr. Soma,

could we have the forensic officers check your wristwatch then?

Yes, go on and check it.

I'm sure that his prints will be found all over the place.

I put a sleeping drug into his wine

while he was absorbed in this wristwatch,

put him to sleep and wrapped him tightly with masking tape.

20 years ago, when he was a no-name game creator

and I was a green-horn that just entered the game company,

we were shogi pals who used to go to play shogi together.

We used to talk a lot while drinking together.

And we talked of making a shogi software

that would outdo the masters of shogi when we became big shots.

But three days ago, when I finally found where he was,

he said to me as I walked into his room,

"How many times do you think we should allow a person to call wait?"

What a laugh, don't you think?

I collected cash from the master play games

and kept sending it to him for 20 years.

And all I had to go on were his words, "The time is ripe".

I went into a great amount of debt investing in him, too.

And yet, he has the nerve to say, "Wait"

to a real master of shogi software

that was supposed to have been completed.

I told him I was going to get some wine to energize him

and left the room.

I bought some sleeping drug and masking tape along with the wine.

I didn't refuse your offer to make Kogoro Mouri search for him

because I wanted to avoid being suspected even slightly later.

After all, I used to talk stink about Itakura at the company a lot

because he wouldn't get to making the shogi software

but became famous as a computer graphics designer.

But 20 years was much too long a wait for both of us.

Being apart changes people...

Their hearts, their dreams. Everything.

If I can call "wait" to life,

I'd like to go back to 20 years ago.

To the time when we both held the same dream.

See you, Ran.

I still have some things to talk over with this groggy father of yours here

so if you're going home, hail a cab or something and...

No, because it only takes about 30 minutes to walk home from here.

Bye, inspector!

I have it. It's right here.

In my pocket, the clue to those men in the Black Organization.

Now all I have to do is go over to Doc's house

and check this disk thoroughly.

Conan?

I wonder if people change.

If they're apart, will their feelings change?

It's kind of tough

to just keep on waiting.

You don't have to worry about Shinichi.

I think he's just the way you picture him to be, Ran.

So, I don't think you have to worry about him at all.

It would be nice if you were Shinichi, Conan.

How stupid of me, what on earth am I talking about?

Ran, that's not it.

I...

Actually, I am...

No. I can't tell her.

Not until I disclose their identity.

Until I crush them.

I can't tell anybody about me.

You're...

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"Diary"