Ah!
It's time!
Ah! Sorry!
Giri, what's the temperature in Okuyamacho?
- It's now 7C. - Oh, cold, huh?
This won't do, huh? Oh, well.
Porcini is so delicious when you eat it where it's grown.
But we only get the frozen or
the dried ones in Japan, right?
What's unique about that mellow flesh is when you bite into it,
it just feels like a soft, gentle pillow.
You can't find it anywhere else, right?
But when it's dried, it's more fragrant, right?
Feels like I heard about it on a cooking show.
ETV, I think.
Matsutake is fragrant enough for me, but
porcini is about the texture! That soft gentle pillow feeling.
Soft gentle pillow... Is it like an ice-cream mochi?
Which ice-cream mochi are you comparing it to?
It's totally different when it's frozen and when it's melted, right?
The one that's melted a bit.
I like it just like that.
Well, I guess it's like that.
Yes, nice, right?
Right? But porcini grows in Japan too.
Like in Hokkaido?
No, in the middle of Tokyo.
Eh, why?
When they built a stylish development,
they would bring in wood from overseas, right?
That's when the porcini's spores
that are attached to the wood
can grow on the trees lining Japan's streets.
And no one picks them so they can really thrive.
Whaaat?... Ah!
Giri, picking porcini in Tokyo.
I'm sorry, I don't understand.
Oh, looks like no one knows about it yet.
Maybe I can have them all to myself.
Oh no!
This and this and...
Do you need those for a party?
I feel anxious if I don't carry them.
You're not going to be popular.
A woman who carries white gloves around.
It's OK. It's all business today anyway.
I'm definitely not going to let this opportunity to connect
with a big client like the Tamamura family go.
Hey, if you overdo it, you'll turn into me.
All right, I'll go back to bed.
Bye!
OK.
Bye!
It has been a while, Yoriko-san. Um, today I...
Ah! Aika! Long time no see!
Long time no see.
Ah, um, thanks for inviting me...
Ah, everyone's still sleeping. Be quiet.
Sorry. Ah, if you'd like, here.
It's not much.
Oh, if it's not much, then you shouldn't have.
Well, that's true...
Come in, come in.
Ah, OK.
Ah, close the door.
Sorry to intrude.
Yesterday my friends were here so we had a head start.
Oh, is that so?
Sorry I didn't call. I totally forgot.
No, it's fine--
Ah, don't close that.
The porcinis arrived a day early.
It felt like I had to call everyone right away.
They have to be eaten fresh, right?
Ah, this is it?
Yes.
Spring porcinis are super rare, so I was really excited
but they smell kinda bad, and they look awful,
so they turned me off. I can never eat them!
But I heard their texture is amazing.
But look at it! I just can't do it.
I was saying they should just be thrown into the Demon Well.
Demon Well?
Yeah, the one in the basement.
Basement?
You've seen it, right?
No. It's my first time here.
What? You should've told me that. Wanna see?
No, not really...
I guess I have no choice!
Come with me.
This way, this way. This way, this way.
Ah, you can put your bag there.
The well is over here.
Then you don't know about the well's interesting story?
You wanna hear it, right? Of course you do, right?
It was said the well was where bodies were dumped
to make them disappear.
Seems like they used to throw bodies they want to hide here,
like assassinated samurais or unwanted children.
During the Meiji period,
an English businessman named something-Gascon
bought the land and built a villa named Gascon Villa.
He let the well remained in the basement because of its interesting legend.
But, you know, every night, there were strange noises from the basement.
Finally, they said he died after being pulled into the well
by the restless souls of the dead.
Papa thought it was interesting too, so he bought the house.
Exciting, right?
Exciting? More like hair-raising.
Here, change into these.
Papa got these especially for guests.
They're so ugly, though. Be careful, OK?
Ah, wait!
It's dark here.
Ah! Have these footprints always been here?
Huh? What are they?
Looks like bloodprints.
Blood?!
Were they here yesterday?
No, I don't think so...
Ah, wait, wait, wait!
What? Why? What's this?!
The curse? Is it the curse?!
You surprised me.
That, that, that!!
Who is it? Hey, who is it?
No! I don't like this! I don't like this!
Why?
Eh? Sasabe-kun?
Your friend?
But how? We were still drinking together yesterday...
Can you call the ambulance and the police?
OK.
He was hit on the head with this.
But why are there so many footprints?
- Who are you? - Did you do this?
- No, you got it wrong! - No, she didn't. It's OK, everyone.
- I made the call. - Thank you.
How could this happen?
Thank you.
Ah, Inspector, thanks for coming.
Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi.
What happened here?
- So many footprints here! - The victim?
Over there.
Oh...
Um, Sasabe Kyosuke, age 32. He was an employee
at a tech firm called "Premium Eats". He stayed overnight here
to have a "por-pa" with his friends.
"Por-pa?"
It was a porcini party.
They got everyone here because they had gotten a shipment of
first-harvest porcinis from an Italian friend.
- "Porci"...? - "Porcini". You don't know what it is?
Of course I do!
I do. It's that, isn't it?
An old man... with a child...
Singing together? A por-pa at this day and age?!
Who's the forensics today?
Do-bee-do-dah!
(Note: Hanagata is mistaking "por-pa" with "polka")
Oh, Izumi-chan! Do-bee-do-dah, right?!
By the way, I heard Izumi-san
got a new boyfriend again.
This time it's the heir of a famous clothing company.
Heir? Where and how did she find such a rich guy?
Wear your cover-ups!
Cover-what?
If you bring them, take them out earlier.
I've walked there and back without them!
- Fine, then. - Give me, give me!
- Why? - I forgot mine.
- Which one's right? - They're both the same.
Hey, Izumi-san?
He was killed early this morning. He was bashed on the head
with the steel bar used to open the well's lid.
His skull was completely crushed.
- Any fingerprints? - We've done a swipe.
It could've been pre-meditated murder. To be killed in this kind of place...
So he must've been called down here by the killer, right?
Must've been a grudge, because he was hit 5 times.
5 times? It could be a grudge.
- That's what I just said. - We think alike.
I've gathered the persons of interest.
OK!
Sorry to have kept you waiting. I'm Hanagata from Kanagawa's 1st Investigative Unit.
OK. These are Sasabe-san's friends: Tada Akemi-san, Yokoi Futoshi-san,
Uneno Tomoichiro-san, and Myoken Chiaki-san.
Everyone stayed overnight in this villa last night.
- Hello. - Hi.
And over here is this villa's owner,
the heiress of Tamamura Group, Tamamura Yoriko-san.
- She reported the incident. - Tamamura Group's heiress.
This time... um... Oh?
This must be a terribly unpleasant experience for you.
No, no. That's the person who found the body, Takatoku Aika-san.
- Tamamura-san is here. - Of course.
- Don't mislead me! - You did it to yourself!
Tamamura Yoriko-san, you can rest easy now that I'm here.
I'm Hanagata from Kanagawa's 1st Investigative Unit.
I heard you the first time.
- Hanagata... - The real thing.
Ah, I mean it's that "Hana" kanji, huh? So unusual.
(Note: Hanagata's name is written with the character for "nose")
- Um... - What is it?
What happened to Sasabe?
He was murdered. Killed by a blow to the head.
First, I'd like to confirm something.
Is the report we received about all the villa's doors and windows
being locked from the inside before the police got here correct?
I checked all the locks before bed last night.
I was scared because it was all dark outside the villa.
I see. So it's hard to think that someone from outside
came in to kill Sasabe Kyosuke-san.
- Inspector. - Yes?
What are you saying?
Oh, you should've realized it by now.
Sasabe-san's murderer is among you.
Wait a minute!
- I could see it. - Inspector...
Sasabe-san was hit on the head 5 times.
So, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5.
Besides Yoriko-san, all of you could be conspirators.
Because I've realized it...
The many footprints left on the crime scene,
that's proof that there were many murderers!
Huh? Why is only Yoriko-chan excluded?
Yes!
Right?
- Inspector-- - Anyway!
The killer must be among you!
For your own good, surrender yourself now!
Even with that,
I don't think anyone would say "I did it".
- Takatoku Aika-san, right? - Yes.
You seem oddly calm for someone who had just discovered a dead body.
- What? Are you suspecting me? - I didn't say that.
But... a young woman would usually be a little shaken just from seeing the crime scene.
Sasabe-san was killed between 4 and 6 AM, right?
At that time I was around 100 km away,
at Yurakucho in Tokyo.
If you check the security camera at the convenience store I went to on the way here, you'll find that I have an alibi.
How strange.
You're too close!
I haven't told you Sasabe-san's time of death yet.
- Have I? - No.
- Izumi-chan. - Yes.
Do you know the exact time of death?
Probably between 4 and 6 AM.
- You're the killer! - I told you, I'm not!
Then how did you know?!
I checked the body's rigor mortis when I found it.
Huh? Is she forensics? A nurse?
What are you?
- I am sorry to interrupt. - What are you?
Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi.
I am the butler Yamamoto.
Butler? As expected from Tamamura Group's heiress.
Of course you'd have such a splendid servant.
- Is he your employee? - No, he's not.
- No? Who are you? - I am here on my lord's behalf.
Lord?
My lord wishes to see the public servants ("kouboku") and all of you.
- "Kouboku"? - "Kouboku".
- "Koubou" (yeast)? - "Kouboku"!
- "Koubou kuu" (eating yeast)? - "Kouboku"!
- Yeast? - Not yeast-- - Shut up, you!
This is a crime scene, you hear?
- Outsiders should leave! - Hanagata-san.
- I'm Hanagata. - A moment, please?
- What is it, Izumi-chan? - There's something weird outside.
- Something weird? - I'm telling you,
- there's something weird! - How do I know what that is!
You too, try to always clearly tell people
what you see or what you hear!
- What's that?! - Everyone,
please allow me to guide you.
- Please come in. - What's this? So cute!
When did this thing get here...?
Wow! Beautiful! What exquisite taste!
What is this?
Hey, that man is really staring at us.
He called us here. Why is he glaring at us?
Thank you for your visit.
- Cosplayer? - I'm the maid Tanaka.
A maid?
I've prepared the Darjeeling second flush.
- I shall pour it for you now. - Fl... flush...?
Excuse me, we have no time to drink that kind of wood shavings.
It's not bad. As expected, Tad's custom cube fits nicely. Right, Satou?
I agree.
Have the tap repaired and the joints maintained too.
- Yes, my lord. - My lord.
I've brought everyone.
Ah, pardon me.
Please make yourselves comfortable on my traveling drawing room.
Welcome to my home.
What are you all doing here?
I have heard of an unresolved case.
I just happened to be staying at a nearby villa.
- So I'm here to solve the case. - What? Don't be ridiculous!
This is a murder case!
All the more you need my help.
Cut it out! Hey, Tsunemi!
Yes.
- Hey, what are you doing? - My, my.
We can't entrust our country's safety
to high-handed officials ("kanken") like you.
- Yamamoto. - Yes, my lord?
- "Kanken"? - "Kanken".
- "Kenken"? - "Kanken".
Yes. That's right. If you could.
Like I said, what are you--
Within the next minute, two things will occur.
1. Your phone will ring.
2. After you end the call, you will apologize to me.
Are you stupid?
It rang!
Just you wait. Hello?
Chief! Yes. Yes. I am. Uh...
No, but why must this man...
I'm better off not knowing? Ah, but...
Um, but... No, that's...
- Is it about the police's rebutation-- - It's "reputation".
Is it to do with the police's reputation?
I'm sorry.
Yes. Good-bye.
- I deeply apologize. - He apologized...
Please help us with this investigation.
All right. I accept.
- Tanaka, what a fine fragrance. - Thank you.
I've prepared the tea.
It's a little early for an afternoon tea but
please enjoy these pistachio mousse and creamy scones.
Then I'll have the pistachio. Everyone, please have some.
Walnut or pistachio? All right, sit, sit.
- Inspector? Inspector? - Sit down! Sit!
- Sit down. - No, wait, wait.
Why are you doing what he tells you?
No choice. It's a direct order from the Chief.
He said to let this guy do what he wants and to absolutely not get in his way.
- Who is he? - Dunno.
Anyway, don't do anything rash.
Hey! I was still talking!
Who are you?
- Hey, hey. - Me? Well...
Those who know call me this:
Noble Detective ("Kizoku Tantei").
Ah, you're giving me such a passionate look.
Are you inviting me on an adventure?
I'm Takatoku Aika from Kitami Kiriko Detective Agency.
- You're from a detective agency? - You're a detective too?
- I'll be investigating this case too. - What?!
I'm definitely going to solve it earlier than you do.
What are you saying?!
- Sounds like a fun entertainment. - Right?
You. Let her investigate freely.
- Don't hide any information so she can use it too. - Certainly certain!
Seems like it's going to be a fun competition.
I have high expectations of you, Female Detective.
Taking photos of every single thing.
- Kids these days! - Sorry.
But using this is really convenient.
But why do we, the best police force in the world, have to let an amateur detective access the crime scene?
You! Don't walk in front of someone who's talking!
But you said, "Certainly certain!"
You did, didn't you, Hana-san?
- Hana-san? Don't shorten my name! - Haaaana-san!
- Don't extend it. - Hana.
- Are you making fun of me? - I'm sorry.
But I was taught that our agency's policy is to
foster a close relationship with the inspector in charge
while maintaining basic courtesy.
Agency's policy? What are you, an idol?
And what about you? You don't have to suck up to Kizoku-sama, you know.
The order I got was
to let him do as he wishes.
Rather than grumble about that Kizoku dude,
I, Hanagata Raiyuu, will solve this crime first.
- Giri, Kanagawa Police Hanagata Raiyuu. - Why no "-san"?!
I found this information on the web.
- Who's that? - Inspector Hanagata Raiyuu.
Former accomplished athlete, a 10m air pistol Olympic candidate?
- Oh, she knows that much about me? - Wow, you look so young!
- I was at my peak, huh? - Your sweatshirt is lame.
- Shut up! - So, anyway...
You fell down at the outdoor bath of the super bathhouse, Youmax Tsurumi branch,
hurt your shoulder, and retired. After that, you joined the 1st Investigative Unit.
- You're nervous because you haven't accomplished anything. - That's in there too?!
No, look. I'm taking photos right now.
Your subordinate told me about it earlier.
That useless blabbermouth!
- Ah, move aside, move aside. - Sorry.
By the way, you've also been looking for a wife for 20 years, and are looking to marry a richer woman.
Ah! That's why you were weirdly interested in Yoriko-san!
Shut up, you hag!
And you, what is a young woman like you doing,
calmly inspecting a blood-soaked crime scene like this? What?!
Oh? A fresh mark.
The weapon is the steel bar on the floor, right?
Yes, the pry for the well's lid.
- 90 cm long. - 90 cm?
- Ah, so prepared. - The weight?
6 kg. Damn it, why am I being so polite to her?
Maybe this happened when the murderer lifted the bar up.
Why are you measuring that, you amateur?
Listen, the biggest mystery here in why there are so many footprints.
Maybe it's the work of the Devil's Well.
- You're... - I'm the butler Yamamoto.
If you'd like to view the crime scene, I could've accompanied you.
Thank you for being considerate.
But I didn't wish to trouble you, Hanagata-sama.
Please do not concern yourself.
He called me, "Hanagata-sama"!
What do you mean by "the work of the Devil's Well"?
This well contains the souls who couldn't rest in peace.
Perhaps these footsteps belonged to the wandering spirits.
Yamamoto-san.
Ghosts have no feet, right?
I see. Then I concede one point to you, Hanagata-sama.
- I got 1 point! - Who cares!
Hm? There's something here.
Oh, you're right! It could belong to the murderer.
- I'll check this right away! - Please.
- Watch out! - What a surprise!
I could've fall, you know!
Kizoku-san isn't going to look at the crime scene himself?
Isn't he supposed to be a brilliant detective?
His lordship has a very important matter to attend to, so I am here instead.
Hey, do you know about that damn nobleman?
- I've heard many rumours about him. - Is he really a hotshot?
I don't know. I've never met him in person,
but there are too many mysteries about him.
Giri, Noble Detective.
Noble Detective.
I don't understand that question.
You found information about me, right?
- That means I'm more famous than him! - No.
I think the information is probably locked.
- Locked? - I don't know how it was done
but on the Internet, there isn't a single information about the Noble Detective.
Presently, that doesn't happen.
"Presently"? No one says that anymore.
- I want to see it! - There are many more.
What are they doing?
They seem to be laughing so much.
Is he doing a comedy act?
Good luck, Sato-chin! Ah! He can do it!
This is what it looks like. Please come in.
Quite a good rod.
Yoriko-san's father has a good taste. Excuse me.
You can tell just from holding it?
Yes. The reel has also been carefully maintained.
- And this fly is wonderfully crafted. - The water is still too cold, but
with your skills, my lord, you will be able to catch plenty of charrs and salmons.
Oh, maybe I should try it too!
- Yes, let's do it! - If we have these many pretty women,
the fishes will surely come too, right?
- Oh, Kizoku! -Let's go!
Wait, wait. What are you doing?
Female Detective. We were going to
go fly-fishing together.
If you'd like, why don't you join us?
Fly-fishing?!
Don't you know?
It's fishing using an artificial lure that looks real to dupe the fish.
That's not what I was asking.
To battle the fishes living in the wild natural world is simply
the most sublime experience above everything else.
What?!
With all due respect, my lord,
with fly-fishing, the battle already starts from making the lure.
As expected from you, Satou, focusing on the lure.
It was quite fun when we used the streamer fly to catch the sculpins.
That's also because of your skills, my lord.
There's no one else who handles the Long Berry Spey Line as well as you do.
That was nothing.
I would say I'm better with the tapered line and reel.
I agree.
- When is this talk going to stop? - Pardon us.
Perhaps the ladies will enjoy using the reel rather than going without.
That's not what I was asking!
Aren't you going to investigate the murder?
I don't understand what you're saying.
- I'm the one who doesn't understand what you said! - I'm busy, so please excuse me.
I'm going to show the ladies here how to catch charr.
Wait, wait.
Don't tell you're planning to enjoy yourself?
It is a nobleman's responsibility to entertain beautiful women.
We need to ask them questions about the case.
You can't take them with you.
Let me ask you again.
Do you have any idea why anyone would kill Sasabe-kun?
Any small detail will help.
Did he have any trouble?
Then, who among you,
was the last to see him last night?
- That's probably all of us here? - All of you?
We were having fun drinking and
Sasabe-kun was the only one who went to bed first.
Um, can you tell me the order of events?
I was the first one to arrive yesterday afternoon.
Then, Sasabe-kun arrived on a car in the evening.
- And then, around 8 PM, maybe? - Yes.
Yokoi-kun, Akemi-chan, Chiaki-chan and Uneno-kun
came together, bringing the porcinis.
Don't they smell really good?
But it's amazing to get porcinis in this season!
All thanks to Yokoi-san's friend.
- Are they Italian? - No, my friend is from Milan but
he said these porcinis are from Poland.
Anyway, let's take a photo with the porcinis!
- Nice, nice! - Porciniii!
The photo we took... Here!
Ah, hang on.
Something weird appeared. Sorry, sorry.
How was Sasabe-kun then?
Now that I remember, he seemed to be acting quiet.
OK, I'll open a new bottle. Who wants it?
Finally at around 12 AM, Sasabe-kun...
- Sorry, everyone. I'm going to bed early. - Good night!
He went back to his room alone.
- And after that? - The rest of us continued
to drink until 3 AM. Then we went back to our rooms to sleep.
What was the room assignment like?
There are 3 bedrooms on the 2nd floor,
so the men got one each.
My bedroom is on the 1st floor.
And the other bedroom was for Akemi-chan and Chiaki-chan.
The two of you were in the same room. When did you go to bed?
I think it was 4.30 AM because we were up talking.
And then Sasabe Kyosuke-san was killed
between 4 and 6 AM in the basement.
Which means none of you has an alibi.
Chiaki-chan, don't you know something?
- Why did you ask her? - Sasabe was Chiaki-chan's ex-boyfriend.
Yokoi-san!
He was pestering Chiaki-chan even after they broke up.
Oh, I didn't know about this.
Chiaki, you were troubled by Sasabe-kun, right?
Why are you saying it like that?
You were the ones who said it would've been better if Sasabe were dead, weren't you?
Uneno-kun!
What is going on here?
Yokoi-san and Akemi managed the same company as Sasabe-san.
But they recently couldn't get along because of differences in management policies.
That's not---
Yokoi-san had a fight with Sasabe-kun, breaking his arm.
Breaking his arm isn't exactly friendly.
We were drunk after drinking.
We had a scuffle and I fell down on my own.
I see. So these two thought of Sasabe-san as an obstruction.
Are you suspecting us?
It's true that lately I don't have a good relationship with him .
But I didn't kill him.
Akemi and I came to this party with the intention to mend things with him.
Did you meet him to do that and then kill him?
You...!
Uneno-kun, you're the most suspicious one!
What is it this time?
I know that you and Chiaki are dating each other.
What? Really?
If you had told me, I would've put you guys in the same room.
Sasabe knew about it too.
That's why he tried so hard to win Chiaki-chan back.
You were annoyed about it, right?
I was, but I didn't kill him.
Stop it!
Sit.
- Let's take a break. - Yes, let's.
Um, can I ask one last question?
Why, Yamamoto-san. Please go ahead.
I believe there was a blackout in this area at dawn today.
Was the electricity cut off in this villa?
Blackout?
Was there?
There was.
The electricity went out when Chiaki and I were talking.
Giri, blackout at Okuyamacho.
I found this information about blackout in Okuyamacho.
That's right. There was a blackout at 4:08 AM.
Hey, if you call her, she'll give you the answer?
How long did it last?
I think it lasted around 10 minutes.
I see. Around 10 minutes.
You surprised me! What is it, Yoriko-san?
I just remembered!
I came here to get a glass of water around 7 AM.
I heard a strange noise from the basement
- Strange noise? - Like... "jirijirijiri".
"Jirijirijiri"? What's that?
I wonder... I thought it might be related to the curse
so I ignored it, but maybe it's related to this case.
You shouldn't ignore a curse!
A "jirijirijiri" noise at 7 AM, right?
Yes.
Thank you for this valuable information.
Giri, porcini. Porcini.
Por-pa. Por-pa.
What are you doing?
Nothing. But how shocking.
Besides Yoriko-san, everyone else had a motive.
It's definitely what I had suspected from the start.
After Yoriko-san went to bed, all of them killed Sasabe.
No, that's not possible.
In this area, you can still enjoy the elegant scent of the winter daphne, right?
I'm sure you must be tired from investigating.
I've prepared chamomile tea that can relax you. Please have some.
- Ah, I'm being too forward. - No, no, no.
You've made it, so I will drink it. Yes.
Oh, chamogile, was it? Ah... Nice smell.
- Ah, hot! - Hana-san.
Hana!
Don't call me "Hana"!
The case investigation is being done by the butler, so
Tanaka-san, is making tea your job?
Yes. But my job is to keep things tidy so
I note down all the information collected and organize them.
Oh, how?
Oh, I can't possibly show it to the professionals.
It's all right! Please show it to us.
But...
It's this man's, Hanagata's, once-in-a-lifetime wish!
You're making that here?
Well, yes.
It may just be an amateurish attempt,
but it could be helpful.
If you insist so much...
You've really put it together!
And what a beautiful handwriting!
This is better than the police board.
I'm so embarrassed. Please forget about it.
No, no. You've done so much, at least let us see it.
I hope it can be useful.
- This is definitely the key, right? - Yes.
The most important facts are the black-out at 4 AM
and the noise from the basement at 7 AM.
"Jirijirijiri". Rats, maybe?
- Rats would squeak, right? - I know! I was joking.
- I wasn't serious. - Ah! How annoying!
- Annoying?! - This is harassment!
- Harassment? What's that? - You don't know?
I do! I just don't know what you're saying!
- Why are you speaking in Kansai dialect? - You two really get along well.
You even did the relationship chart?!
Ah, we're not good friends!
Um, Tanaka-san, your handwriting is beautiful.
- But your drawing is awful!!! - Hana.
This photo?
I borrowed it from Tamamura Yoriko-sama.
Everyone here had a complicated relationship with Sasabe-sama.
It's definitely as I suspected.
- They all conspired to do it. - No, that's not possible.
- Why? - Because if they all did it,
there's no need to leave behind such a showy crime scene.
It would've been better to take the body outside and bury it deep in the mountains.
That's because they're all rich.
So digging a hole is too much trouble for them.
No. The killer couldn't carry the body somewhere else.
Or the killer deliberately left it behind.
Why is that necessary?
Of course so we would think the killer is among them, right?
As expected from Takatoku-sama.
What a brilliant deduction.
I'm sorry for being too forward.
Oh, that boy really went fishing?
Hm? Where did they come from?
There's another door over there, right?
- Hey! - I get it now.
Your way of working.
You make your servants gather the evidence,
you hear them out, and then you reveal your deductions.
In other words, you're an armchair detective, huh?
- An armchair? - I leave you to your imagination.
That's how you fool everyone before solving the case, right?
That's very wily of you, huh?!
Why are you so angry?
You're going to ruin your cute raccoon face.
- Would you like to eat together? - No, thanks.
- Let's eat together, Aika. Say cheese! - No, thank you.
Ah, cute! Your photo will appear there.
- Eh? - How cute!
- Inspector, I have a report. - What is it?
Ow, ow, ow.
- When was this? - Yesterday afternoon.
- You knew each other? - Yes.
We first met at Papa's friend's party.
Why didn't you tell me?
Well, you didn't ask.
Did you come to this villa yesterday?
I heard about the interesting well.
So I came to see it after tennis.
And after that?
I invited him to the por-pa, but he only saw the well and went back before everyone had arrived.
What were you doing between 4 and 6 AM?
Who knows? I must've been having a fun adventure with a beautiful lady.
Ow, ow! You're pinching me, you're pinching me!
The small metal found inside the well.
Yes?
It was a button from Tamamura Yoriko's coat.
Wait.
It was there when I put the coat back in the closet.
Do you know when it was taken?
No.
When I put it on this morning, it was gone.
So someone must have taken it.
Eh, why?
If it were stolen, when do you think it happened?
Hm... From 8 PM when the party started,
everyone was at the living room. I think it's impossible for anyone to go into my room.
It's exactly as you said.
Which means it happened after I put it in the closet, right?
So it must've been between 7 and 8 PM while I was in the shower.
Maybe someone went into your room after the party?
I guess so, right?
- I'll make a phone call. - Hey! A call?
What a lack of focus.
Excuse me, Yoriko-san.
What are you doing?
I know who the killer is.
That's wonderful.
I will prepare the venue for you to reveal your deduction.
Everyone, you are gathered here today
because the Female Detective here
has uncovered the truth behind this crime.
I hand it over to you, Miss Female Detective.
I know who killed Sasabe Kyosuke-san.
Unfortunately the murderer is one of you.
Actually, I figured out who it was before she did.
- Inspector? - But I couldn't say it.
Because it is a sad conclusion.
But I am a policeman. I can't hide the truth!!
You did it, right?
- Tamamura Yoriko-san. - Me?
The button you confirmed as yours.
That was actually found at the crime scene.
Which means, that is the indisputable proof that you killed Sasabe Kyosuke!
You're wrong.
Yes, I am! Eh? I am?
With Yoriko-san's height, if she had lifted the 90 cm murder weapon steel bar,
it wouldn't have reached the ceiling. By estimating the arm length needed,
the murderer has to be at least 165 cm tall.
Because of this, we could eliminate Yoriko-san and Myoken Chiaki-san as suspects.
That's right.
Yoriko-san wouldn't have had the strength to create the injury that crushed the skull.
You absolutely changed your tune!
Then I couldn't have done it too.
You could, barely.
That's mean!
No, according to my deductions, she is not the murderer.
You're not.
Thank you.
I think the button that fell into the well was a ploy by the actual killer
in order to implicate Yoriko-san.
What? So mean!
But the killer dug his own grave.
The only time he could have stolen the button was to sneak into Yoriko-san's room
when she was in the shower between 7 and 8 PM last night.
Then it wasn't me. At 8, I was bringing the porcinis in.
- Me too, porcini. - Me too, porcini.
- Shut up about the porci already! - Huh?
- Then the suspects... - There's none!
No, there's still another.
There's only you left.
Mister Noble Detective.
Kizoku-sama?
In the first place, I find your presence here
as the murder occurred a strange coincidence.
It sounded fun, so I came.
Last night at 3 AM, after the party was over,
You came to this villa to have a secret rendezvous with Yoriko-san.
- A rendezvous with Yoriko-san?! - Hmm, did I really?
You don't remember?
But you left this in Yoriko-san's room.
A cigar with your symbol on it.
Oi, oi.
When you were in Yoriko-san's room last night, you also took the button, right?
OK, wait.
- You see, he didn't do that. - Yoriko-san, he used you.
He asked you to keep quiet about his visit, didn't he?
No, he didn't.
I was the one who asked him to keep a secret from everyone.
I see.
According to your deduction,
it's true that I was the only one who could have stolen Yoriko-san's button.
But Yoriko-san and I were up talking the whole night.
Yes. Not just talking, though. Ah!
Alibi, was it? I can guarantee that.
You didn't go out of the room at all?
I went to get wine in the kitchen once.
That's when, right?
No, it's impossible to kill someone in such a short time.
What's more, it's impossible to create so many footprints during that time, right?
I know.
You didn't do it yourself.
You merely unlocked the back door in the kitchen.
What do you mean?
The ones who killed Sasabe-san are
the servants here.
Eh?
When he went to the kitchen,
he called his servants from the back door.
Then the servants invited Sasabe-san to the basement and killed him.
That's when they realized it.
The footprints clearly showed there were 3 of them.
If they didn't do anything, it would've been obvious how many killers were there.
It's possible people would think the killers came from outside the house.
So to cover it up, they deliberately created many footprints.
This is the answer to the bloody footprints murder mystery.
He was with Yoriko-san until morning,
and then he left using the same back door as his servants.
Yoriko-san locked the door after him.
This is how he made certain the villa remained a locked room.
Finally, when the butler Yamamoto-san came to visit the crime scene,
he secretly dropped the stolen button into the well.
Hm? Something fell in here.
This is how you had Yoriko-san as your alibi,
while directing suspicion towards her.
If we check the crime scene for the servants' fingerprints and DNA,
there should be irrefutable evidence.
If you have a different opinion, please say it.
Doesn't seem like it.
But why would Kizoku-san and his servants kill Sasabe-kun?
This is purely my conjecture but
it must be fun for you to create the perfect crime
and have someone else pay for it, right?
Not only that, you have been
calling yourself the Noble Detective
while solving cases you created so you can make a name for yourself.
1 year ago, you used the same trick to score a victory against my master, right?
Hey! What do you mean by "master"?
Ah~
Of all things, this Female Detective claimed we are the murderers.
Did you hear that, Yamamoto?
Yes, my lord.
I expected much from you but
I'm sorry to say, that was nonsense.
Then, you think the murderer is someone else?
Of course. I will correctly solve this case now.
Hmmm... I look forward to that.
I want to hear what sort of excuses you'll come up with.
- Yamamoto, tell them. - Yes, my lord.
- Eh? - Forgive me for being presumptious,
but I, butler Yamamoto, will tell you this case's deductions.
The murderer is of course not his lordship.
Ah, wait, wait.
Why is he the one making deductions? Aren't you the detective?
Yes, I'm the detective. What about it?
Then you should do it.
Could you be asking ME to make deductions?
- What? Of course! - How ridiculous.
Why do I have to do something that troublesome?
Something troublesome?
It is the worst insolence to ask a nobleman to do manual labor.
What do you think the servants are for?
Trivial matters like making deductions can simply be given to the servants.
What? What kind of detective doesn't make deductions?!
It's unthinkable to let others do the most important thing!
The most important thing
is not who says the deductions,
but whether you can uncover the truth or not.
I would like the inept Female Detective to stay silent.
Fine, I get it. Then tell us the truth.
Why are you sitting down?
- Continue, Yamamoto. - Yes, my lord.
First, in this occasion, I would like
to first thank Inspector Hanagata
and everyone from the Kanagawa Police Force.
As well as the Tamamura family, who owns this historical Gascon Villa--
Yamamoto.
- Yes, my lord? - Keep it brief and go straight to it.
Please forgive me.
Takatoku Aika-sama, your deductions are actually close to the truth,
but you committed a big mistake.
I did?
Yes. You said no one could
have stolen Yoriko-sama's button.
I'm sorry, but there was one other person.
No, there isn't. There's absolutely no one other than that pompous Kizoku.
Did you forget one more person?
The murder victim, Sasabe Kyosuke-sama.
That's true. We have been paying so much attention to the suspects,
but it's possible for Sasabe Kyosuke to steal the button.
Hey, your face is really scary-looking now.
Just like a dromedary that hasn't slept for 3 days.
I don't understand your example.
In the first place, this case all started from the victim, Sasabe Kyosuke-sama.
- Satou-san, the video. - Yes.
Video?
Po! When did you--? Eh?
Ah! Oh! When?!
W-what...
Why are you...
- Satou. - Yes, my lord.
What's this?
Sasabe-sama had planned a murder.
He called his intended victim to the basement.
His plan was to throw his victim into the well, making it look like an accident.
Murder reconstruction?!
That's why he stole the button.
When it was needed, he had planned
to direct the attention to Tamamura Yoriko-sama.
But Sasabe-sama's plan ended in failure.
His intended victim ended up attacking him,
and the killer became the victim.
When did you make this video?
Satou-san made it after we finished the investigations.
I thought it would be necessary to present the truth properly.
Oi, oi, oi. Now wait a minute. No matter how--
It was the right decision.
It was, right?
Thank you for your kind words, my lord.
But, Satou, you were too passive when you were killed. It's unnatural.
- I'll be careful next time. - No need to worry about THAT.
Please continue.
But, while in the basement,
the killer ran into 2 problems.
First, during the struggle,
he dropped something into the well.
The other problem is that there was a blackout.
Blackout?
The killer was in a pitch dark room, so he walked along the wall, trying to find the door using his hands.
So, the blackout time was also the time of murder?
Yes. During that time, his lordship was with Yoriko-sama,
and Tada Akemi-sama was with Myoken Chiaki-sama.
The only ones without an alibi are...
This narrows our suspects down to 2, Yokoi-sama and Uneno-sama.
But there's no proof that the murder happened at the same time as the blackout!
It is obvious if you look at the crime scene.
The killer returned to the basement after the lights came on again.
It was to retrieve the object he dropped, because it would lead to himself.
That's when he realized,
he had left bloody footprints on the floor.
What's more, they were along the wall, obviously going towards the door.
Anyone who saw that would realized the time of murder
was the same as the blackout.
That's when the killer tried to cover up the time of the murder.
Yes. He created more footprints at the center of the room.
This is the truth behind the bloody footprints.
Those footprints were blood, right? Why did you use flour?
- We were mindful of the environment. - I see.
- Amazing. Remarkable. - No, no, no.
- You can't make footprints at a crime scene! - Ah! You can't!
That wasn't the crime scene. We filmed the video at a place similar to the crime scene.
Where is it?
Over there.
Ah! It's here! Exactly like it!
Wow, that's right!
It's not here! That monitor that was here a minute ago!
My servants
would never be so careless to destroy the integrity of the crime scene.
- Rest assure. - Of course, right?
But! Your acting is over the top. Tanaka.
- I'll be careful next time. - Tanaka-san, huh? Phew.
So who is the killer?
The answer is obvious if we learn about how the killer picked up the item he had dropped.
How he picked it up?
In this villa, there is no ladder or rope to be found.
Most likely the killer used the fly-fishing rod to fish it out.
A fishing rod? What imagination.
No. It's not much, but there is a mark left behind.
The fishing rod in the storage shed
has a fly that's meant to rest on the water's surface.
Usually, that fly won't have a sinker attached to it.
I think the killer used the rod to pick up the object in the well.
The noise you heard coming from the basement at 7 AM,
that mysterious "jirijirijiri" sound,
was probably the sound of the reel.
Yes, that's the sound.
And the dropped item was probably a pair of glasses.
How did you know?
Uneno-sama was wearing glasses at yesterday's party but
not today.
Well, I just happen to be wearing contacts today.
Your glasses broke when it fell into the well,
that's what you're trying to hide, right?
What are you saying? That's nonsense!
- Then what about Yokoi? - Hey!
The shutters of the storage shed were rusty.
It would've been difficult for the injured Yokoi-sama to open it with only one hand.
If the glasses in Uneno-sama's suitcase are thoroughly examined,
I'm sure you will find traces of water from the well.
What do you think?
You're the killer, right?
- Hey, Tsunemi! - Yes, sir.
Stand up.
- Satou. - Yes, my lord.
- What speed! - Hanagata-sama.
Yes, I'll do it!
I, Hanagata, have apprehended the killer.
Come on, tell the police everything.
W-wait a minute! It wasn't my fault!
He had planned to kill me, so I attacked him back.
- Isn't that self-defense?! - I'm sorry. It was all my fault.
Because I had treated Sasabe-kun coldly,
causing him to develop a grudge towards Uneno-kun, this happened.
You are not guilty.
But Uneno-kun...
For someone with his excellent physical condition, he could've restrained himself during the counter-attack.
Nevertheless, he hit Sasabe-kun 5 times with enough strength to bash the skull in,
because he fully intended to kill Sasabe-kun.
This murder is definitely his own responsibility.
It is best for you not to blame yourself and forget about such things quickly.
That's... Hey, that's not true, Chiaki!
It is obvious that a man who tries to run away
from his crime is a man who is simply trying to satisfy his own desire.
It wasn't your fault.
You were just beautiful.
How kind and sweet!
Ah, excuse me, can you move in a bit more?
Excuse me, can you move in? It's tight-- Ow!
Ouch!
Um, can you move in a bit more?
You're really big, you know. How tall are you?
You can rest easy now, Yoriko-san.
Well then, please excuse this Hanagata Raiyuu, Inspector from Kanagawa's Police 1st Investigative Unit.
Oh, yes! Wait here.
Yes?
Bye, Aika! See ya!
Thank you very much. Oh!
Here, take it home. I don't need it anymore.
Thanks.
Well then, I'll go back to sleep. I'm so tired!
Hey, you sleepy camel. Can I ask you something?
Do you know what "porcini" is? "Por-pa"?
- Those mushrooms. - Huh?
Can I have them?
- Sure. They look disgusting. - Thank you.
"Porcini"? I sort of know what "por-pa" is, like--
- Inspector, the car's ready. - Yes.
Hey, you don't know what it is too, huh?
Bye then!
Um, excuse me.
Satou-san, right?
Yes, I'm the chauffeur.
You came here early on in this case.
Did you know that there would be a clue about the case then?
No.
Then why were you here?
Because his lordship wished to go fishing.
I had heard from Yoriko-sama about where the rods were kept so I came here. That is all.
So it was just a coincidence?
I have no idea.
Please excuse me.
Ah, ah, wait! Hey! Hey!
Wait, wait! Um...
Wait, wait, wait! Sorry.
I just want to say one thing.
What is it?
Inviting me on an adventure?
Nothing that shameful!
What I can't forgive is how you call yourself a detective
when you don't even make your own deductions.
Why?
Isn't it you who are running a scam?
I admit my mistake, because I'm still inexperienced.
But I won't acknowledge you as a detective!
Please do whatever you wish.
- But what is a detective, really? - Eh?
Someone who can't solve a case is not a detective.
Miss Female Detective.
Giri, dromedary.
I found this information on the web.
This? And a sleepy one?!
That man!!!
- Sorry! - Wow, amazing.
You must've made some face. This kind of face.
Not that bad! Like this.
- Like this. - No, like thiiis. -Like this.
Ah!
But that pretentious man didn't do anything
and he still dared to act all high and mighty.
But that's actually cool, isn't it?
That's... No, not at all! He's the worst!
I mean, he was fishing and seducing women during a case.
Actually, he let his servants do the investigation and deductions.
That's ridiculous for a detective, isn't it?
But you lost, right?
I'm sorry.
I was a disgrace to your name, Master.
Stop calling me that, it's embarrassing.
But next time, I'll definitely win. I'll strike your enemy down.
Hey, but isn't this good timing for you to quit this job?
Find a good man and live a happy life.
You're quite pretty, after all.
- Well, still not as pretty as me, though. - I'm better at cooking than you are!
It's not that I'm bad at cooking,
I just don't cook.
Done! Looks so good!
In order to fully enjoy and understand the porcini's taste,
- I only put a simple, basic seasoning. - Well? Well?
- Yes, soft and gentle! - Right?
This texture is exquisite. I think I like the smell too.
By the way, I didn't ask you this earlier,
but what's your relationship with the Noble Detective?
Ah! Thanks for the food!
Yum!
Delicious!
Translation & timing: choklad (1992*4##111 fansub)