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The rhythm of the wind sharpens the skill of deduction.

Alibis and tricks are unraveled.

One who is obviously the culprit.

The vital point of truth pierces through the paradox.

He sees through the one and only truth.

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

His name is Detective Conan!

On our way back from Izu,

Pops car broke down again

on a mountain road covered with thick fog.

We stopped for help at a study facility

of the Kuron Health Equipment Corporation

that happened to be nearby.

In the presence of a tyrant president called Shiro Umetani,

everyone is in the midst of a company competition of massage chairs.

However,

Mr. Umetani is suddenly found stabbed with a knife.

Fortunately, Mr. Umetani's life is saved.

The culprit Hiramatsu flees with his car

and while fleeing, falls over a cliff and dies.

It seems that there was a thick fog at the time of the accident

and besides this slope is steep and the curve is very sharp.

It's most likely that he couldn't steer fast enough

while he was on the run.

Yeah, most likely.

Strange.

There are too many strange things involved.

A person who gets enraged, stabs someone and flees,

flattens the tires of everyone's car

because he doesn't want anyone to come after him.

This same person panics and steers his car out of control,

and falls over the cliff to his death.

The curve mirror that was facing the wrong way.

Brake oil that was completely gone.

Something smells fishy.

Very fishy!

"The Lucky Cigar Case (Part 2)"

Mr. Umetani,

at any rate, we'd better get you to a hospital quickly.

I'll ask you for details there.

No, I really can't be doing that.

I've got to decide what to do

since something like this has happened.

A one-man management is really a lot of hassle

at times like this.

Mr. Umetani?

I think it's better for you to go to the hospital after all.

This is really no big deal.

If I wasn't saved by this cigar case I had in my chest pocket,

I would've been in the world beyond by now.

If you think of it that way...

True.

It's indeed a cigar case of good luck.

Oh, how terrible.

The inside is wiped out.

That's a rare looking type of cigarette.

How many cigarettes do you smoke a day?

Well, about 40, maybe...

Then, you must really have it tough without cigarettes.

You can have mine, if it's okay with you.

No, thanks.

I've got some more in my car.

Besides I only smoke cigars.

Would you like to try one, Mr. Mouri?

A cigar?

Mr. Mouri, I'd like to ask about the accident.

Oh, right.

I've got something good that may be of help.

Something good?

A video taped the competition we had.

What?

You video taped it?

Don't tell me that...

Yes.

It shows what happened when Hiramatsu stabbed me.

Inspector Yokomizo!

Inspector!

Please come upstairs for a moment!

-What is it? -The thing is...

We found this in the closet

between the mattresses in Mr. Hiramatsu's room.

A rope, stun gun and a death note.

A death note? What's going on?

What's this?

What's wrong?

What's this...

I've completely lost confidence in keeping this company going.

Please forgive me for my selfishness.

President of Kuron Health Equipment Corporation,

Shiro Umetani.

What?

It's President Umetani's death note!

Absurd!

I would never write something like this!

There's no reason why I should commit suicide!

Just as I thought.

Mr. Hiramatsu probably was scheming to kill you

using everything here.

How could he...

There's no doubt about it!

Before all else, let's take a look at the video tape!

I kept the video running just in case.

But, I sure had no idea

it would come in handy in a situation like this.

How ironic.

Oh, there!

After you all left the room, I tried AIMS out.

It was good, wasn't it?

Yes, I was definitely sure that it would be a hit.

Except for one problem.

Problem?

He demanded that I let him quit the company.

And that unless I take in his request,

he refused to give AIMS to me.

He said that unless the password is entered by midnight,

the program within AIMS would perish.

So, what did you do?

I was sure that I could make a great profit with AIMS.

But, I was more afraid of him going to another company

and developing something better than AIMS.

So, you chose Mr. Hiramatsu?

Yes.

At first, it seemed that he was convinced.

But he suddenly became enraged.

I was suddenly stabbed and fainted,

so I don't remember anything that followed.

I awoke when you people woke me up.

After that, Mr. Hiramatsu who afraid of

everybody finding out about what happened

fled from the window.

After he went through the trouble of preparing to kill you

under the pretense of suicide,

why would he lose his temper and use a knife because it was there?

That man had no patience.

He used to do only what he wanted to do.

He used to always wear a blank look and seemed like a quiet man,

yet he easily loses his temper.

You're pretty hard on him, aren't you?

How about you, Mr. Nakano?

Well, it's true that he had that inclination.

I see.

This is the place that Mr. Hiramatsu's car was parked.

Just as I thought!

Brake oil leaked.

Somebody removed the tube!

Try it, will you?

The aroma is very different from cigarettes.

Come on, have one!

Thank you, I'll have one then.

But, what a fine cigar case you have!

Yes, it's my father's keepsake,

and this is a one and only.

Oh my God!

Well, well.

There's no mistake that this is Mr. Hiramatsu's briefcase.

Yes, there's no mistake about it.

It's just like Mr. Hiramatsu to hide it in the closet.

What do you mean?

He was very secretive.

The 3rd development room is a single room.

Therefore, the door was always locked,

and he wouldn't let anybody in.

The only time he ever talks is during the competition.

Then, did anyone know that he was planning to kill the president?

How would we ever know a thing like that?

Gosh, we're the ones who'd want to kill him!

Huh?

Oh, well, I mean...

We understand very well his feeling of wanting to go independent!

Come to think of it, he was being yelled at even this morning.

Only Mr. Hiramatsu's AIMS was delayed being brought here.

The president went to the 3rd development room himself

and Hiramatsu was being yelled at from morning.

After a while, Hiramatsu came dashing out

and disappeared off somewhere.

Talk about troublemaker.

But, we finally find him and come back

only to find the president gone next!

He tells us that he can't take it any longer

and had to cool down for a while.

Then, he goes out to buy that cheap cigar case.

What the heck's going on?

Didn't any of you go out with your car?

Great, Pops!

Yeah. We went to eat and do some shopping.

Of course, Hiramatsu didn't come with us.

The president said he was going to stop by at the villa,

so I went with Nakano in his car.

We arrived here right after that.

I see.

I get it!

I've figured everything out!

It's this late already.

Since I've more or less finished questioning all of you,

I guess we'll call it a day.

Mr. Mouri,

if your car's not repaired yet, let me give you a lift!

Oh, thanks.

It's been a long day.

I guess I'll go try out that relax seat one more time.

Hey, dad!

It wasn't much of a case anyway.

Hey, just what do you think you're doing?

Ran!

Call Yokomizo and the others and tell them to come back!

Mr. Hiramatsu didn't die of an accident!

Huh?

This is a cleverly schemed homicide case!

What do you mean that Mr. Hiramatsu's death

by accident is a homicide case, Mr. Mouri?

Well, the brakes weren't working, but...

It's true that the malfunction of the brakes

do not always lead to fatal death.

However, the killer

set up another trap to make sure that he dies in the accident!

What kind of trick was it?

Mr. Hiramatsu believed that he killed the president

and fled by car.

His brakes didn't work as he drove through the thick fog.

And, the car just kept going down the mountain.

Then suddenly the headlights of an oncoming car appear.

He loses control of the wheels and falls over the cliff.

Please wait, Mr. Mouri.

Was there an oncoming car?

The road uphill, all except for the private road

that's on the side here to this company lead up to the top

and is a dead end.

And besides, after sundown,

this whole area is covered with thick fog

that there is always practically no one.

There doesn't seem to have been such a car.

No, wrong.

The lights he thought were of an oncoming car was...

the headlights of his own car.

But unless there's a mirror or something in front...

Yes, do you remember that

there was something at the scene of the accident

that was reflecting the floodlight?

Yes! Yes!

The corner mirror that was on the road leading to this facility!

I see.

The angle of the corner mirror was changed

to reflect the headlights!

When Officer Shimada of the residential police box saw in the day time,

it seemed to be in the correct position.

And in the parking lot where Mr. Hiramatsu's car was parked,

there were traces of oil leak.

The person who removed the brake oil

and the person who flattened the tires of the other cars

is probably one and the same.

Even if the brakes were to be tampered with,

there's no guarantee that Mr. Hiramatsu would flee with that car.

Besides, if someone goes after Mr. Hiramatsu

and catches him before he gets into the accident,

everything will go to waste!

Which means, Mr. Mouri...

someone here did it?

Here, you mean us?

-No! -We don't have time long enough to be alone,

so it's impossible!

Only the president has time to himself, right?

You idiot! I'm the victim!

Mr. Umetani, after the competition,

you went to take a smoke of cigar all by yourself.

And, you seem to have come home alone

when everyone went out to have dinner, didn't you?

You went by the corner mirror with your car then, didn't you?

Hey, hold it!

Have you forgotten that I've extended my kindness to you?

One more thing.

The killer used a certain thing.

Just what is that certain thing?

The other thing is...

The other thing is...

The fog.

The fog?

Yes, the thick fog that is unique to this area.

Without the fog,

it'd be easy to see through the corner mirror trick.

In other words, the one thing that was necessary

to commit this murder was the fog.

And the only person who could use this fog to his advantage was you!

President Umetani!

None other than you!

Don't be ridiculous.

The fog is a natural phenomenon!

Besides, the fact that Hiramatsu would stab me and flee

is not something I could've known beforehand!

How dare you say something irresponsible like that?

No, you knew

that Mr. Hiramatsu was planning to kill you.

What?

I hear that you had it out with Mr. Hiramatsu before coming here

and Mr. Hiramatsu dashed out of the room.

You stayed back in the room

so I guess you saw it, didn't you?

The inside of the briefcase!

Therefore, thinking of getting back at him,

you went to buy yourself a cigar case just before leaving.

Because the one that you're always using

is a precious keepsake of your father.

Well, using all kinds of cigar cases is good for a change!

Then why would a person like you who smokes 40 cigars a day

choose a cigar case that can take only 4 or 5 cigars placed diagonally?

And...

you kept postponing the competition for one reason or another

till the night when a thick fog appeared.

In other words,

this homicide taking advantage of and envisioning this fog

can only have been committed by you, the one-man president!

Some renown detective you are.

All you said just now are nothing but assumptions!

Where the heck is the evidence?

The evidence is on the video tape.

Please look closely at Mr. Hiramatsu's facial expression.

When Mr. Hiramatsu

demanded you to make a choice between AIMS and him,

you selected Mr. Hiramatsu to AIMS, didn't you, Mr. Umetani?

Yeah, right!

Oh, stop right there!

If so, why would Mr. Hiramatsu

who couldn't get what he wanted be smiling?

Beats me.

Isn't it a fact that you agreed to what he asked for?

Please move it on now.

And, he's saying something to you, isn't he?

I'm sure he's giving you the password.

The password to stop the program of AIMS from being erased.

However, he is suddenly angered

and stabs you in the shoulder.

It's most likely that

he realized that you just pretended to take in his demand.

Hey, cut it out already!

You just made up your story

so that it looks to fit what's seen on the video tape!

Is this what you call evidence?

No, this video shows one more thing

that is not in keeping with what you're saying.

Not in keeping?

Please advance the tape.

Yes, sir.

Stop!

I thought you said that you passed out at this point,

but why does Mr. Hiramatsu

stop in place as if someone is calling him?

How should I know?

Isn't this what you said when you called out to him?

Come back!

If you don't finish me off,

it's going to be your turn next time around!

Or something to that effect.

You probably went on like this.

If you stab the "O" of Kuron, you'll finish me for sure!

Because it's right on the heart!

Mr. Hiramatsu did exactly as you provoked him to

and stabbed right through the letter, "O".

On the letter "O" right, on top the cigar case

that you had put inside your chest pocket!

What a bunch of baloney!

It's all just your imagination!

No thing like this is going to serve as evidence!

Inspector Yokomizo.

-Yes, sir? -What time is it now?

One minute before midnight.

Mr. Umetani.

Will you turn on the switch for AIMS after midnight?

If you didn't get the password from him as you say,

the device is not supposed to work, is it?

Mr. Umetani?

It's midnight.

Good evening, President Umetani.

I appreciate our wise choice.

Please make a lot of profit with my AIMS.

I guess we'll never be seeing each other ever again.

Goodbye, President Umetani.

Darn.

Good job, Conan! More towards the shoulders!

It feels like I'm being deliberately stepped on.

Pops, you're right!

Let's buy a massage chair after all!

If you want to buy something expensive like that,

do work that will bring in enough cash, okay?

But don't you feel sorry that Conan has to do all this hard work?

So, I'll massage you, then.

No thanks!

No, don't do this to me!

I'll cure you by putting your backbone in place.

I promise it'll make you feel way better.

I don't need anymore massage today.

I'm going to get delicious food ready, then.

Talk about scary.

Next Conan's Hint:

"Answerphone"

The next episode is a unique mystery.

It's show time for me again.

Is that a voicemail from answerphone?