"HOGUSUDO IS CLOSED TODAY"
That's a bad sign!
We've seen many kinds of detectives in the past...
A child detective with an adult's mind.
A high school kid with a famous grandpa.
An interesting genius physicist.
A housekeeper, a secondhand bookseller, an amnesiac...
A key obsessive, a lawyer who aims to win more than 0.1% of cases.
Any kind of detective will do.
Still yet another new type of detective is about to be born.
His name is...
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOE"
The phone.
It's ringing.
What is this?
Hello.
It's time to wake up.
Yes.
What time did I go to sleep?
I don't remember a thing.
7:00?
It's morning.
Please wake up...
Who is this?
MASSAGE DETECTIVE JOE
Police.
This is Ryu. I'm Harima.
Who found the body?
Me.
Ryu-san, this guy found the body.
All right.
You?
Yes.
When you woke up, there was a dead stranger in your bed?
Yes.
No one remembers anything from last night?
Correct.
Why won't he look at me?
Please forgive him. He's extremely shy.
Yesterday was his birthday, and everybody got quite drunk.
So we don't remember anything.
So...
What's with the outfits?
Not sure.
Detective!
Detective.
I got the surveillance video from the hallway.
Anything else?
Strangely, this is all that's left.
What? Then what's the point of the cameras?
Oh, look!
It says 5:00 a.m.
So we weren't in the room until then.
We've only slept for 2 hours!
It's just us and the victim.
I see. That means...
one of you is the killer.
Of course. No one else seems to have entered this room.
The window is locked.
Meaning the room's been locked since the victim came in.
It was one of you.
Makes sense.
Don't agree with him!
From a stickler's point of view, this is not looking good.
2 cops becoming suspects while on vacation.
I know!
Nobody remembers what happened in this room?
I have no memory of last night.
Is the killer really one of us?
Was it you, Joe?
Why me?
The booze got to you?
Don't sell out your friend.
At any rate, I'll have to speak to you all at the station.
This is not good. If we go, they'll find out we're cops.
They'll report us to our boss.
I know that!
I'll start by asking who you guys are.
Who are you?
I don't have to answer.
You can't detain us. You don't have a warrant.
That's why I need to ask you questions.
I need your cooperation to prove your innocence.
Got something to hide?
What are you doing?
What's wrong with you?
I couldn't help myself.
They'll be out for 30 minutes.
You can even do that?
All right!
Well done! We'll solve the case in the meantime.
Tiger, find out who the victim is.
Joe, let's go.
You guys keep an eye on them.
We must notify the manager.
Keep an eye on the body.
Yes!
What?
What are we going to do?
We don't remember anything.
Maybe it really was one of us.
That's what we'll find out.
Let's start with what's bothering us. Now what's bothering me?
Why am I dressed like this?
I don't know.
We're all dressed weird.
Good morning!
You guys partied hard last night.
Do you know anything about our costumes?
You don't remember?
No.
You wore those costumes and partied in the function room.
Function room?
A group of college kids left all these.
We're we really partying here?
Yes.
It was funny, so I took a video.
We were so rowdy.
I'll sing.
Joe-san, you're really going for it!
Yes, I'm surprised myself.
More booze!
Geez...
Do you know who this is?
He's not with you guys?
I thought your friends joined you guys late at night.
Wait. "Friends"?
It wasn't just one guy?
I didn't see their faces...
but I saw 2 pairs of shoes.
I see. It seems there was another mystery person.
I bet that person is the killer.
Get up!
The night is still young!
Is that really me?
-Can I post this on Instagram? -Sure.
Please don't.
Wait, why do we have drawings on our faces?
I lost in a ping pong match and got my face painted.
To the table tennis room!
If the loser got their face painted,
why is your face clean, Money?
Weren't you here?
Or maybe I'm really good at ping pong.
But were we really having ping pong matches here?
You were.
You guys were really having fun last night.
Now the loser will get their face painted and have to drink tequila.
How could I do such a thing?
You're in too! Face painting and tequila.
It seems like I'm not in the room.
Sir.
You were in the manager's room.
What? The manager?
What'd you do with her? She's my wife!
Come in.
Please excuse us.
You really came, Money-san.
You're taking me away from here, right?
Have you forgotten?
I have a recording of your promise.
Stupid thing!
Ma'am...
Please...
There you are, useless cop!
We're having a karaoke competition, fool!
-Shut up. -Just come!
Ma'am!
Elope with me.
I'll keep my word.
It's true...
You said you'd take me to Russia on Satoshi the poacher's boat.
Satoshi the poacher? What?
Have you forgotten?
There has been a poaching problem around here.
People say Satoshi, a notorious thug, is involved.
You said we'd run away on his boat.
Satoshi the poacher?
I don't remember.
I see.
Let's go to the boat for now.
You're going to elope with me, right?
Sorry. I'm in the middle of something. Besides...
eloping sounds old-fashioned.
Wait a minute.
Eloping was your idea.
-Wait. -I will not.
-Wait. -No way.
Ma'am!
Speak of the devil. It's Satoshi.
You're Satoshi?
What are you doing here?
I heard someone died.
I came to check things out.
I'm eloping with this man.
Please take us on your poaching boat.
-Honey... -Ma'am!
What are you talking about?
Wait, I'm not a poacher.
Everyone says that you are.
You have a dodgy-looking boat, right?
Are you talking about my Carlos?
Carlos has nothing to do with poaching.
Then why did you acquire this Carlos of yours?
Why would a thug like you need Carlos?
It's none of your business how I use Carlos.
Ma'am. Forget about Carlos for now.
Senpai!
I've identified the victim.
It looks like he's Keisuke Tajima, a journalist from Tokyo.
He'd been following a poaching case.
He left his office saying that he had a big scoop.
I later discovered a notebook that likely belonged to the victim.
But most of the pages were torn out, so it was useless.
I see, so the poacher killed the victim to destroy evidence.
It seems that way.
Which means...
you're the killer aren't you, Satoshi?
N-No!
You're coming with us!
So he's definitely the killer?
We cops use our instincts to solve cases from the smallest of clues.
Joe, looks like we won't be needing you this time.
Let's go!
I didn't do it!
He's like a cop from a detective drama.
Spending time with a dead body...
is quite nice.
I concur.
Where did they go?
Harima. Get up.
Oh no, he woke up.
It's only been 20 minutes.
He said 30 minutes!
Huh? Where are we?
Wake up already.
What the hell did you do to us?
We were just drinking tea in these weird costumes.
I've caught the killer!
What?
Ouch!
You stepped on my foot.
You're on vacation, you know?
Well, we've found the killer, so we'll be able to return safely.
All right.
Have a safe trip home.
Will do!
Goodness...
Getting involved in a murder while on a trip to purify his energy...
Joe is one tough cookie.
Well? Do you understand?
Anyway, this guy is definitely the killer.
Ryu-san, I won't deny that I'm a thug.
But I'm no murderer!
It's true that there were rumors that you're a poacher.
But there's no proof he murdered this guy.
In that respect, you people remain likelier suspects.
Why? This guy's much more dodgy.
Listen.
A detective can't arrest someone without any hard evidence.
The smallest of clues?
Instinct?
That's not evidence.
Ow!
We'll find proof that Satoshi stabbed him in his sleep.
You guys could've stabbed him too.
Let's go.
In his sleep?
Um...wait a minute.
Can I give all of you a massage first?
-What did you... -Let's have a massage.
Just to be sure, I'll massage everyone in this inn.
He gives great massages. It's like paradise.
It'll be free of charge.
Everyone lie down.
Concentrate.
Kikai, Chukan, Danchu.
Taiyo, Indo.
Shishinso.
It wasn't just one guy?
But I saw 2 pairs of shoes.
So this was it?
The room's been locked since the victim came in.
I later discovered a notebook.
You said you'd take me to Russia on Satoshi the poacher's boat.
Seriously?
I've...
unraveled...
the mystery!
You know who did it?
What do you mean?
Yes, I know who did it.
The killer is...
...you, Detective Ryu.
What?
Last night here in the function room, when we were singing karaoke,
Tokichi-san got wasted and fell asleep.
The video shows him completely passed out.
But the video from the hallway showed the back of Tokichi walking.
Which made me realize something.
Someone must've carried him into the bedroom.
That makes sense!
His big body kept the killer from being captured by the camera.
Massaging Detective Ryu showed that he overworked his quads and hamstrings,
which are used to carry someone.
It must have been tough carrying his large body.
But by carrying him carefully, you were able to hide from the camera.
You deleted all the other video footage apart from the bit of the hallway.
That's how you tried to frame us.
You snuck in the room with us...
and locked the door.
Then...
you killed the victim and escaped from the window.
When you were called in, you locked the window to create a locked room.
That's absurd.
Absolutely.
Ryu-san wouldn't do such a thing.
Why would he?
That's because Detective Ryu is the poacher.
Why would I be a poacher?
The evidence is inside your stomach.
You're confident about your strong stomach.
That is this case's...
pressure point!
Pressure point?
The case's pressure point?
Please stand up.
If I may...
Your stomach's pressure points...
Iyu and Hiyu, are stretched outwards.
Your ribs also spread out more than average.
A sign of a big eater.
Especially so in your case.
You're using your incredible stomach to destroy evidence.
Your pressure points tell me that
your stomach is trying to digest something quite indigestible.
Namely, the torn-out pages of the victim's notebook.
They're in your stomach.
Paper is hard to digest. They must still be in there.
Ridiculous!
If you have nothing to hide, we can check your stomach, right?
So maybe I did hide those pages.
But that doesn't mean that I stabbed him.
You can't arrest me for that.
You're not a cop. But I am.
Still won't admit it?
You hide evidence and frame people. And you call yourself a cop?
Fine.
Ryu-san?
I organized poaching ops.
I made money off of it.
Tajima found out, and tried to get evidence yesterday.
In order to destroy the evidence,
I tracked him down.
Tajima arrived at the inn at night.
And he met you guys.
Hello.
Hey, you! Let's play ping pong.
I was hiding, waiting for an opportunity.
But when I saw how drunk you all were,
I decided to frame you guys for the murder.
The rest is as you explained.
I'm impressed.
I'm sorry.
I need to arrest you.
Sure.
You're a real cop, aren't you?
What did I tell you?
It wasn't me.
You weren't involved in poaching?
Then what's Carlos for?
All right.
I guess I have to tell you now.
Carlos the boat...
I bought it so we could run away together, ma'am.
Satoshi, don't be ridiculous. My wife is...
Leave your husband...
and be with me!
Darling!
Ma'am!
Oh, darling!
For some reason I feel jealous.
It's all right.
I'm getting dizzy again.
Those were two crazy days.
Thank you.
I couldn't relax at all.
Oh, stop.
You had so much fun.
I got a copy of the video.
Guys, check it out.
Joe-san is going nuts!
Wait!
Stop it!
ITEN: PRESSURE POINT EFFECTIVE FOR OVEREATING
THIS DRAMA IS FICTION THE EFFECTS OF MASSAGE VARY
A yakuza's wife?
Fooling around with my wife?
Poison was found in Onishima-san's body.
Ai-san isn't the killer.
Is she your type?
You look good, Joeko-Chan.
Delicious!