The East Side... Kabukicho...
The city of chaos, huh?
"Hello Detectives"
That's strange...
Hey, mister. You a boss outside, or a boss at home?
I said, are you a boss outside, or a boss at home?
--A boss at home, I guess?
--A boss at home! --A boss at home, I guess?
I've got some good girls.
I've got just the girl for you, you terrible husband.
No, I'm looking for Pipe Cat.
A job?
Yes.
Is this the place?
Follow the cat's paw prints.
♪ Quit wasting your cash, fool. Come see a pink heart mystery! ♪
♪ Come visit a jungle filled with fighters! ♪
♪ Come on, come on! ♪
♪ Let's dance! ♪
♪ I love hot men! Girls can get lost! Don't even joke about that! ♪
♪ Kabukicho 221st Avenue's waiting for you! ♪
"Kabukicho 221st Avenue" ♪ Kabukicho 221st Avenue's waiting for you! ♪
"Kabukicho 221st Avenue" ♪ A wonderland for boys and girls, a row house like you've never seen. ♪
♪ Visit a row house like you've never seen, ♪
"Never Seen" ♪ Visit a row house like you've never seen, ♪
"Welcome" ♪ Visit a row house like you've never seen, ♪
"Welcome" ♪ Pipe Cat! ♪
We're waiting!
Okay, that was perfect!
Keep it up during the performance tomorrow.
Oh, I've never seen you before.
"Bar Pipe Cat, Owner" I'm Mrs. Hudson.
Hello. Um...
I heard there were detectives here.
Is everyone here?
"Kyogoku" "Sherlock" "Michel" "Kobayashi"
It was sudden, so only three made it.
Now, why don't you sit down and relax?
Um...
Hey, buy me a drink!
"An 'Onee' Who's a Regular at Pipe Cat (2)" Hey, buy me a drink!
"An 'Onee' Who's a Regular at Pipe Cat (2)" No, I didn't come here to drink.
"An 'Onee' Who's a Regular at Pipe Cat (3)" "An 'Onee' Who's a Regular at Pipe Cat (1)" "An 'Onee' Who's a Regular at Pipe Cat (2)" Aww, come on. Right?
"An 'Onee' Who's a Regular at Pipe Cat (3)" "An 'Onee' Who's a Regular at Pipe Cat (1)" "An 'Onee' Who's a Regular at Pipe Cat (2)" Y-Yeah...
Come on, sit down here.
Come on!
"Pipe Cat Waiting Room"
Get started, Inspector Lestrade.
"A Detective with the Shinjuku Ward Police"
There's been another one, you see.
Another victim of Jack the Ripper.
An hour ago, a body was found in an empty condo.
You're sure it's him, Inspector?
Yeah. No doubt about it, given the MO.
But you police have been keeping us away from the Jack case.
Why the change?
Righteous rage!
I don't want to see anybody else dead.
And the police force's pride can go screw itself!
Ahem.
So it's Ward Mayor Moran?
He lost his daughter to Jack six months ago.
He got tired of the police's incompetence and decided to turn to us detectives.
You can't fool my eyes.
Now, let's go see the body before the press finds out.
What's the rank for the pay?
Sherlock, with a bonus, of course.
Ten million yen.
When the sun sets in other towns,
in our town of Kabukicho, the neon lights turn on.
If you want coins of gold and silver...
...then solve the mystery before your competition!
This row house is filled with the strangest of men,
and people call it, "The Detective's Row House."
Now, let the race begin.
Ten million yen for the one who finds Jack the Ripper.
Ready...
Go!
That's your problem, you know!
Sorry.
I'm sorry...
No...
Has it started already?
The target's Jack the Ripper.
Seriously?
--That's the biggest case we've had in forever!
--Jack? --That's the biggest case we've had in forever!
Um... are you Holmes-san?
How rude!
Don't mistake me for that pervert!
Sorry...
Now, time to make a fortune and move to the West Side!
The case calls. I have to go.
Creepy.
What's his deal?
Um, are you Sherlock Holmes-san?
No.
"Class 2-3 Sherlock Holmes"
Please!
Can you just hear me out?
Just give me five minutes...
Please! You're Holmes-san, right?
Hear me out!
Um... Boss Kaneko told me about you...
Um...
Watch where you're walking, moron!
Sorry.
I looked at your engine and the spark plug had come out.
I can drive for you.
"Client" My name is John Watson.
"Client" I work for a university hospital on the West Side.
I've got a case, or it's more like weird things have been happening to me...
I've got money.
I'll pay whatever you want.
Even though you're broke?
That kid...
"Bizarre Detective" This is Shinjuku Ward's east side. Kabukicho.
One step outside the bright neon lights, and it's darkness.
"Murder Scene"
The victim's name is Sayuri Onoue.
"Neat Freak Detective" We found fingerprints we believe to belong to the murderer,
"Neat Freak Detective" but nothing matched in our database.
Okay, move.
Her genitals were cut off.
And an angels' wings were drawn in her blood.
That's Jack's usual MO.
It's been about four, maybe five hours since death?
No, from the way rigor mortis has set in, it's been six hours.
You can't deceive the eyes of Kyogoku Fuyuto.
"Former Cop & Gambling Detective" Poor girl, dying so young.
Buddha preserve us...
Inspector, where's the victim's cell phone?
Bring it.
"Search Results" "Mattsun: Morning! I'm waiting!" "Mattsun: I made it home! I'm lonely!" "Mattsun: My wallet says it's cold! Warm it up..."
Sherlock-san, go ahead.
You're late.
And who are you?
His driver.
The region from the uterine cervix to the uterine corpus has been removed.
But it wasn't done very cleanly.
Do you smell something?
I think it's Bahamas!
Say Baha-what?
--Was that supposed to be funny? You're so dumb.
--Who's he talking to? --Was that supposed to be funny? You're so dumb.
--No idea. Hatsu-san or Kuma-san, probably. --Was that supposed to be funny? You're so dumb.
Where's the victim's cell?
I just gave it to Kyogoku-san.
"Deleting 135 Messages"
"0 Messages"
Oh. Apologies.
Here.
Nobody's living in this room.
And it's hard to imagine she came here by herself.
Her message history didn't show anybody telling her to come here,
so Jack probably brought her here.
Hey! What are you doing?
Hello, gentlemen!
Welcome to White Rose!
To make a reservation, give us the date, time, and number of people...
Please don't do that, Sherlock-san!
She took that off herself. So it was consensual.
It's likely the criminal knew the killer.
I see.
I can already see how this case ends!
Excuse me.
Now then...
Of course, we're going, right?
What's this place?
You don't know the White Rose?
It's the biggest cabaret club in Kabukicho.
The owner is a former host named Masaya.
He does the interviews with the girls himself
and sleeps with any that catch his eye, they say.
There are other bad rumors...
Hello there!
Okay, put it all on this.
Got it!
When it's a case with a special bonus,
the client pays for all expenses.
We can put it on a tab!
It's a great job perk!
Hey, let us make that!
Can we have some, too?
You know a girl named Sayuri Onoue?
No, we don't know each other's real names.
Bring someone who would.
Hey, let's talk about something that's more fun.
What?
Blepharoplasty on the eyelids, as well as 1mm of hyaluronic acid under the eyes.
A bit of a nose job, too.
--Hey! --You got a good doctor.
Mixed in with your body smell is benzalkonium chloride and chlorhexidine gluconate, too...
You paid for it with a loan that you're paying for with sex.
Knock it off!
She was cute, too.
Why didn't you wait for us to have fun before getting to work?
It's a waste of time.
Sir, please leave.
Do you know a girl named Sayuri Onoue?
No. Now get out--
She's the younger sister of Detective Lestrade with the East Side police.
"Chili Oil"
We know she got a call from this place three days ago.
Lestrade loves his sister.
Lie to us and he'll get so mad his wig will start smoking.
This is a nice place.
We don't force our girls to work.
I found it.
"Sayuri Onoue | Not Hired | Gloomy"
But it says she wasn't hired.
She doesn't work here after all.
"A Condo Somewhere in Shinjuku's East Side"
Mattsun-san, yes?
You were with a lover you weren't supposed to be with tonight.
Tonight?
Is that a problem?
I was just being honest with my heart!
So you did it.
And you cut off that part of her.
That part?
According to her phone logs, you approached the woman one month ago.
More than enough time to settle on her as a target.
Am I wrong, Jack?
Jack? What are you talking about?
It's my fault!
I seduced Mattsun...
Norio! We've done nothing wrong!
We just want to be in love!
A lover who he wasn't supposed to be with...
Bye...
--Norio! Norio! --Mattsun!
"Sherlock Holmes' Room"
All right. I'll be waiting.
Of course.
"Class 3-1" "Sherlock Holmes" Of course.
"Class 3-1" "Sherlock Holmes" I don't want to have to go to the police, either.
Bye.
Don't just walk into my room.
Um, I wanted you to take my case...
"Notebook Sherlock"
Even though you don't have any money?
James! I'll bring up those cream puffs I got for you later.
Okay!
Hello!
There you are. Here you go.
You're Sherlock's client so I got it back for you.
I spent the money on food for poor kids.
He's not my client.
Oh, I heard Jack the Ripper showed up again.
You've already solved the case, right?
Let me hear the story.
Hey there.
Who's that? It's you, Kuma.
There you are.
You've always got the gloomiest look on your face, old man.
What kind of a greeting is that?
When you're at somebody's house, you don't stand, you sit.
So, what's your take?
He skipped a button on his clothes, right?
So the lover is the killer!
No, the girl's lover is innocent.
Huh? Why's that?
The lover in the photos on her phone
is nothing like my profile of the killer, you see.
--What's a "profile"?
--What's this? --What's a "profile"?
--What's this? --Does it taste good?
--What? It's mystery-solving rakugo. --It's not food, fool.
--He's terrible at it, though. --It's a logically derived induction.
--Mystery-solving rakugo? --A what?
But what kind of girl takes off her clothes in front of a man she's never met?
I'd love to meet her.
You're a fool. When a girl takes off her clothes in front of a strange man,
it's because she's selling herself.
White Rose!
Then the killer works there?
That would be right.
Um, what's this about the killer's profile?
Well you see...
Well above 180cm in height.
Looks well-off, but has a job that pays a low salary.
Their one pleasure is cigars.
And the nail on their right index finger is quite long.
That about does it.
How do you figure that they're well above 180cm in height?
You can see from the space between the footsteps that were left on the floor.
Then what about the low salary?
There was cigar ash on the floor.
It was cheap stuff, and was smoked down to a stub.
They act like they're wealthy, but that's not how a rich man smokes.
And the long nail on the right index finger?
Those wings drawn in blood, remember?
There were a lot of scratches in the part drawn by the right index finger.
I see. It's not Jack, then.
How can you tell?
The other wings were drawn with lots of blood.
But this one was drawn immediately after her death,
when the flow of blood had stopped,
and there wasn't enough.
The scratches came when they were
trying to get the blood to spread out far enough.
They're here.
Who's that?
The killer, of course.
Looks like somebody completely different...
How rude!
You were the ones who called me out here at this hour.
Who the hell's this guy?
The owner of the White Rose, Masaya-san.
"White Rose Owner" The owner of the White Rose, Masaya-san.
"White Rose Owner" While he was having his fun with the girls who passed his interview,
his assistant was helping himself to the leftovers.
How did you know about that?
Why not follow him?
It'll be fun.
Bye!
What the heck's going on here?
Old man! This smell!
Yes. It's Bahamas.
You there. Lend me a light?
Thanks.
Old man, is this the killer?
You're so stupid...
You just figured that out?
He'd been having his way with the girls that failed Masato's interviews.
And tonight, he called the victim to that room,
lying about it being an interview.
He tried to rape her, like always...
But she resisted.
And he killed her.
And then he made it look like Jack did it.
Sheesh.
Looks like that was a waste of effort.
Why?
So basically, the killer was a fake pretending to be Jack?
How is a fake murderer like a fish?
I don't know, how?
They're both in big trouble if they get caught!
I'm afraid that's all we have time for today--
Sherlock-san!
"Chauffeur Arrested, Faked Murder To Look Like Jack the Ripper"
Oh, no...
You can use this room for a while.
Thank you.
I'll do whatever errands you need done...
Yes?
Yes. Anything you want.
You're a doctor, right?
Yes, that's right...
I need a favor...
Move! Oh, no...
"Baldy"
Oh, no. Stay away.
Stay away!
Stay out of my room!
"Why not join the staring-at-eye-moles squad?"
Sherlock Holmes...
"Why not join the staring-at-eye-moles squad?" Cobra?
"Why not join the staring-at-eye-moles squad?" Farewell.
"Shinjuku Ward" "The train tracks and the wall divide the East Side and West Side." "Shinjuku Ward is surrounded by walls on all sides, meow!"