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Throwing beans!

I'm your partner at all times!

The Black Organization and a boy.

A reunion that seems coincidental

crosses with a stormy incident!

He sees through the one and only truth.

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

His name is Detective Conan!

Eisuke Hondo tells Pops about a strange part-time job.

It's work involving collecting trash from the trash dump in Toriya Town

and to exchange that trash on the following trash day.

We headed for the site just out of curiosity.

However, when we get there, we encountered a homicide case.

We met a boy who said he witnessed Rena Mizunashi's accident.

No doubt about it.

Which means...

Don't tell me this guy actually took us here because of the boy?

Finally, it's getting interesting.

"The Shadow of the Black Organization: Pearl Shooting Star"

Well? What kind of accident was it?

Well, you see...

The person riding the motorbike

suddenly came falling from the sky.

And that person's helmet came off, so I looked at the face.

You're talking about the Masked Yaiba program that was on the other day!

Masked Yaiba?

Yes. It's a scene from the Masked Yaiba program.

These guys were attacking him while he was riding his motorbike.

His mask comes off and Masked Yaiba's identity was about to be disclosed.

You're wrong!

No! I really...

Huh? Have we met before?

Huh?

No, I don't think so.

Then, what this boy is saying is...

Yeah.

From the shock of losing his mother,

he's probably confusing reality with something he saw in a movie or on TV.

Besides, if they wanted to shut him up,

they would've killed him, too.

The woman who died used to jog in the morning four times a week

after she went out to throw out the trash.

If they were going to shoot,

they would've done so.

They wouldn't do something as dangerous as to take the risk

of sneaking into the woman's room and wait for her to come home, right?

True.

Why don't we go to that room, then?

-Huh? -Huh?

You may come up with something, Pops.

Inspector.

What is it?

May I wait here?

Yes, of course.

Has he been using the wheelchair for long?

No, he's been using it from a month ago.

He went fishing with the people from his company

and broke his leg after sliding in a rocky area.

The doctor said that his cast will be removed in six months.

Which means his room is on the first floor?

No. It's upstairs on the second floor next to Mrs. Funemoto's room.

When Mr. Funemoto goes upstairs,

I lend him my shoulder,

then I bring his wheelchair up to him later.

This is Mrs. Funemoto's room.

This is the veranda

where Mrs. Funemoto was found shot in the head?

But how did the culprit make it into this room?

By the railing,

there is a rope with a hook attached to it.

The culprit probably used it to climb up onto the veranda,

broke the window and snuck in.

This room is facing the river bank, so not too many people would notice.

But isn't it strange?

This door, although the glass near the bottom lock is broken,

the glass at the top isn't.

Opening only the bottom lock won't open the door, will it?

That part bothered us, too.

Stop running around, Conan.

Maybe it's because Mrs. Funemoto liked the stars during the night,

she used to frequently come out to the veranda

and gaze at the stars.

So she may have forgotten to lock the door.

Mrs. Funemoto was shot the night before last night,

around 9:00 pm or 10:00 pm.

She just came back from a home party held by one of her friends, right?

Yes.

She came home and said she was going to her room to sleep.

Which means the culprit snuck into this room before she entered

and was hiding somewhere in this room.

When Mrs. Funemoto stepped out to the veranda like always, he shot her.

He fled after stealing the pearl necklace and bracelet she was wearing.

So the culprit is a professional after all.

But it seems the culprit was in a bit of haste.

The culprit left the rope with the hook attached to it below the veranda

as well as a rifle equipped with a silencer behind.

Well, I guess even a professional makes mistakes.

But talk about a super klutz!

Look. There is a pearl earring up here that's been left behind.

It has a lot of jewellery around it and looks super expensive.

I wonder why the culprit didn't take it?

You idiot.

It's a pearl, so she probably wore it to the party

and she took it off right after coming in.

The culprit who was hiding probably didn't notice it.

Mrs. Funemoto was wearing that earring that day.

But it's strange. Why is there only one?

The other side was on the ear of the victim, right?

Yeah. She had it on her right ear.

I thought the culprit didn't notice it

because he was hiding against the wall of the veranda.

If so, Mrs. Funemoto was a really scatterbrained person.

What?

I mean, she went out to the veranda after taking only one earring off.

That doesn't seem normal, does it?

Well, I guess it can't be helped if someone called her out to the veranda

when she was taking off her earrings though.

Pardon me, but where were you two days ago, between 9:00 pm and 10:00 pm?

Me?

I was together with my friends in the living room.

Did your friends also saw Mrs. Funemoto?

Yes, once after she came back.

She came into the living room to say she's going to bed.

Where was the boy then?

I think he was already asleep in bed.

He was running around all over the house since sundown.

I cleaned up the mess he made and went to bed around midnight.

Then, where was Mr. Funemoto at that time?

He also went to sleep, as did his son.

He had dinner and went to bed before Mrs. Funemoto came home.

His room was next to his wife's room, right?

Yes.

He said he was tired since he has been keeping his son company all day.

Inspector.

Does that mean the husband is the culprit?

That's impossible.

I already told you, didn't I?

Judging from the angle of the bullet entry point

that pierced through the back of her head to her forehead,

the culprit must be someone taller than 180 centimetres.

Mr. Funemoto is approximately 160 centimetres.

Moreover, someone who's sitting in a wheelchair couldn't have done it.

But what if his broken bone is actually already healed

and he stood up on his wheelchair

and fired the gun?

I thought so too and asked the doctor about it,

but the day before the incident, he took an X-Ray of his leg

and the bone was still not healed.

The doctor said he probably still cannot stand up on his own.

Maybe he had her kneel over so he could shoot her from above?

No way.

If so, there should be bullet hole somewhere in the room, right?

But there are no such hole anywhere in this room or this house.

Is that so?

We also looked for the pearl necklace and bracelet,

but couldn't find them anywhere.

Maybe they are in the trash?

-In the trash? -I see.

It could have something to do with the case Eisuke discovered.

A case?

What is it?

There's a guy who's doing part-time work collecting trash from this area.

It's for a group researching how to make trash harmless.

It seems that he's been working from about two weeks ago,

but there's no sign that this group checked the trash that was collected.

I see.

In other words, the husband killed his wife,

and in order to make it look like a robbery,

he threw the necklace and bracelet away as trash.

He then asked someone to collect it for him.

That can't be.

Unfortunately, that's not possible either.

Of course we have checked inside the trash cans,

as well as inside the trash bags,

but nothing was found.

I see.

How much was the necklace and bracelet worth?

I heard that it cost about one million yen for both.

Mr. Funemoto bought them for his wife on her birthday.

Her name is carved on the clasp.

Hey.

Takami.

Please turn the temperature of the air conditioner up!

Yes, sir.

Can't he use the remote controller?

Mr. Funemoto is not good with machines.

Thank you.

No problem.

The officers are still here.

Did you come up with a clue on the culprit?

No, not yet.

Daddy, I'm hungry.

It's this late already.

Shall we order a take-out again?

Hey, hey. It's about time for us to eat some of your homemade cooking.

Okay, I'll go make something right away.

What's that?

There's something here.

Onion?

What can I make with what we have here?

If it's okay with you, I can help you.

There seems to be a lot of unwashed dishes.

After what happened to Mrs. Funemoto, I just can't seem to do anything.

Would you please?

Yes.

The expiration date for these eggs is February 4th.

That's yesterday, so I don't think you should use them.

Wait a second. If February 4th was yesterday,

the night before would be...

The 3rd.

Wait, Ran!

Hey, what did you make for dinner the day before yesterday?

Huh? The day before yesterday?

Well...

Yellowtail teriyaki, boiled vegetables, miso soup and tofu.

I think that was it.

That sounds delicious.

Takami, where's our meal?

Oh, well...

We have to go shopping first.

Hurry up, then. I'm starving.

Okay.

I guess we'll get going too, and then come back again.

Yes, sir.

Then, I...

I'm...

You don't need me anymore?

Yes.

Please wait.

Don't you think this incident is related to the part-time job I mentioned?

Like I said...

But why not check a little more? You may find some connection.

Gosh...

What's going on?

I just realized something now.

I figured out the culprit's trick on how to make the jewellery disappear.

It's the blind spot that we failed to notice.

Make it disappear?

Don't tell me they were flushed down the toilet?

We checked the sewers too, but we didn't find anything.

Well, we'll talk about the details after the meal.

If possible, we'd like you to cook for us, Ms. Shigeno.

Yes, right away.

No, the ones who are going shopping

are Ran...

and Eisuke.

We'll ask Mr. Funemoto's son, Toji, to go as well.

Is that okay with you, Mr. Funemoto?

Yes, sure.

Hey.

Just what is the meaning of this, Mr. Mouri?

I don't understand what you're talking about or trying to do at all!

Well, it's nothing unusual for him to change his views drastically.

He's still too young to know the truth.

Imagine him knowing his mother was killed by his own father,

Mr. Tatsuhito Funemoto.

I thought its better if we don't tell your son just yet.

It seems certain that Mr. Funemoto was in his room

next to his wife's room at the time of the murder.

But he is only 160 centimetres tall and in a wheelchair.

He can't go anywhere to hide the jewellery.

Just one pearl earring was left behind on the desk, wasn't it?

Yeah. Conan said earlier

that maybe she was taking off her earring

when somebody called her out to the veranda.

Inspector, doesn't it bother you?

About how Mrs. Funemoto was called?

What distracted her that she would forget to take off her other earring

and go to the veranda?

Don't you want to know what those words were?

Words?

I presume this is what Mr. Funemoto told his wife.

It's a shooting star.

Look, right above.

Shooting star?

Above?

I see!

A shooting star disappears right away,

so she hurried off to the veranda to see it.

It's because she liked stars so much.

Then what does "above" means?

If he made his wife look upwards,

he would shoot from a low position sitting in his wheelchair.

The bullet would enter from the top part of the back of the head

and pierced through the forehead.

It would give an illusion as if someone who was tall had shot her.

That way, the gun would be faced upwards.

No bullet hole would be left in the room,

because the bullets would go towards the river bank.

What about the window glass?

Since he's in a wheelchair,

he couldn't reach the window glass above.

So he couldn't crack it.

Then what about the pearl?

Let's say he killed his wife in the second floor room.

He couldn't have dispose of it outside, right?

Mr. Funemoto's leg is broken.

Did you really check the house thoroughly?

Yeah, we checked every place they could be.

How about inside the vacuum cleaner?

Vacuum cleaner?

We actually didn't look there.

But Mr. Funemoto is not good with machines

and if he were to use it, it would make a loud noise.

Besides, a person in a wheelchair

couldn't possibly take out a vacuum cleaner with nobody noticing.

It's true that if Mr. Funemoto used the vacuum cleaner,

someone would notice.

If Ms. Shigeno did, it's another story, right?

Huh?

Please recall what those three did the day the murder was committed.

Toji was running around the first floor from sundown.

Ms. Shigeno was cleaning up after Toji.

What about it?

It's only natural that children run around and mess the place up.

There's nothing's strange about it, right?

Yes, but what if it was February 3rd?

February...

3rd?

February 3rd is...

You mean...

Right. That day, an old custom handed down for generations is held.

It's Setsubun, right?

Conan?

Setsubun?

I'm sure that Toji had his father wear an ogre's mask

and was throwing beans saying,

"Devils out! Good luck in!"

And Ms. Shigeno later got rid of everything.

Hey! Don't tell me that...

He took the pearls apart, mix them with the beans

and had her suck it up with the vacuum cleaner?

The size and shape are similar. Moreover, there were a lot of them.

If she began vacuuming after 11:00 pm,

she must've wanted to finish as soon as possible.

She wouldn't have noticed the pearls among the beans

and probably sucked everything up together.

So this is how the crime was carried out.

From sundown, Mr. Funemoto went throwing beans around the house with Toji.

After his wife came back, he went to her room saying he wanted to talk.

He shot her on the veranda the way I mentioned a while ago.

He hooked a rope with a hook on it to the veranda railing

and cracked the glass to make it look a break-in.

Then he broke the pearl necklace and bracelet apart.

He threw them down from the second floor railing

towards the carpet on the first floor and scattered them.

All that's left to do is for Ms Shigeno

to suck them up with the vacuum cleaner.

Check the vacuum cleaner.

Yes, sir.

If Mr. Funemoto threw the vacuum cleaner bag out as burnable trash,

he didn't have to leave the house at all to get everything out of his way.

Yes, after making the part-timer collect this,

he would tell him that the work is over.

After his leg has healed, he will take the pearls out of the trash.

He will put them back together again, hire another part-timer

and make him take it to the pawn shop or something.

Since Mr. Funemoto's wife's name is on the clasp,

it would look like a burglar or someone really did steal them.

But where's the proof?

You don't have proof, do you?

Fingerprints.

Was Mr. Funemoto's fingerprints found on the pearls?

They're married so I'm sure he has touched them eventually.

No, not the pearls.

Mr. Funemoto used something to keep from getting gun powder traces on him.

He pulled the trigger through the lace curtains.

I figured out what it was when I saw the onion on the wheelchair.

Onion?

The onion being there means that it was on his finger.

He didn't realize that something he wore on his hand

had onion on it.

Yes, the kitchen rubber glove.

Mr. Funemoto used the rubber gloves in the kitchen that he had hidden

to kill his wife.

The following day, you returned it secretly to the kitchen after breakfast.

Then you made Ms. Shigeno go check on your wife.

Inspector, we found the pearls in the vacuum cleaner!

Get the forensic officer and check the kitchen rubber gloves!

Yes, sir!

What Mr. Funemoto didn't expect was that, after the incident,

Ms. Shigeno stopped cooking.

That's why you asked her to make something a while ago, didn't you?

You wanted Ms. Shigeno to put on the rubber gloves to wash the dishes.

Your fingerprints would be mixed with hers on the inside of the gloves.

You wanted the gun powder traces on the gloves to wash off

so that nothing would be detected.

Mr. Funemoto.

Please tell me if I'm wrong in any way.

Mr. Funemoto, please say...

Please say it's all a lie!

Did you know?

That she was addicted to partying?

For the past six months,

I had to stay home because of my injury.

I didn't notice at all

that my wife had accumulated expenses

in order to hold parties once a week

and was in great debt.

I didn't think she would go that far.

Money! Money! I don't have money!

That's right. I'll use this house as collateral and borrow money.

Hey, you...

I'll divorce you if you want.

It seems that you no longer make me shine.

I've got plenty of other sponsors to go to.

Hey.

I'm not going to take care of Toji either.

I'm sick and tired of raising a child already.

Divorced with a child doesn't suit a star like me, does it?

I just couldn't forgive her for what she said,

despite being a wife and mother.

I'm home!

Daddy!

What's the matter?

Are you crying?

If so, let's throw beans again and cheer up!

I'm sure that will make mommy in heaven happy.

I guess so, Toji.

I'm going to leave you and go out for a while.

Because I'm an ogre that took away a precious person from you.

He went home?

After showering Toji with questions,

he suddenly said he had something to do.

Showering him with questions?

He asked about the accident Toji saw

and about the foreign lady who questioned him.

Toji said that when he asked the lady who she was,

-the lady seems to have answered "Uma-uma" in English. -Uma-uma?

I wonder what it means.

Uma...

Uma-uma?

A secret makes a woman a woman.

Vermouth?

Hondo.

It's the name of that guy.

You mean the one that Kir killed?

Yeah.

His friend kept calling out to him,

as if chanting, despite him not being able to hear a thing.

Hondo...

Like so.

Next Conan's Hint:

"The gloves of a snowman"

-Officer Takagi, read "te-bu-ku-ro" backwards. -I'm not falling for it.

It hurts! I didn't say anything!