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Even destiny serves as a clue to deduction.

And the light of truth pierces through the most mysterious case.

It's summer and hot. Time to go to sea.

At a beach, an incident is awaiting us.

He sees through the one and only truth.

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

His name is Detective Conan!

I'm bored.

We came all the way to Izu Resort.

But, I can't swim the way I want with this body.

I really want my original body back.

I got it.

Oh no.

Are you okay, little boy?

I'm fine.

-Sorry. -Yeah.

-Bye, bye now. -Take care.

All right, I guess I'll make do with this body for a while.

Hey, Conan.

Play seriously.

Conan, don't forget you're it.

Yeah, right.

Well, let's start again.

Please, count to thirty properly.

So?

Which one of the two do you like?

Come on. Don't hold out.

You were enticed by their bodies, weren't you?

That's silly. Who cares?

But the young woman behind me,

wearing the blue striped swimsuit

is a different story...

I see.

You double exposed her body line

against the body line of you know who...

and were daydreaming about it, right?

-Cut it out. -Hey, is it you, Conan?

What're you doing here?

Ran.

Hey, why is the snot-nose kid here?

I don't know.

I remember that Ran said she would go away with Sonoko.

This is the beach that Dr. Agasa was talking about.

Yeah.

Oh, no. I feel sick.

We're always caught up in some incident every time we take this kid along.

That's why we didn't bring him this time.

It's fine.

I think the more, the merrier, right?

Yeah.

"The Mystery Caught In the Net (Part 1)"

Hey! It's no use running away.

Here goes!

It hurts.

Well, have you given up yet?

Darn it. I'll beat you next time.

You're a strong player, Sonoko.

No, she is not.

She's just a bully who enjoys picking on younger kids.

Where's Ran?

She went up to the shore with Conan

while you were getting the ball that drifted off.

Haibara said she's a little tired,

so Ran went with her.

But she said she'd come back again after taking a little rest.

High body temperature, dry skin with no sweating.

And contracted pupils, a flushed face.

But her pulse is strong and rapid.

She's got heat stroke.

Then, we better bring her back to the hotel quickly.

She's all right.

In case of moderate heat stroke like this, just resting in the shade,

cooling the neck, the chest and the under arms with wet towels will do.

I'm sure she'll be fine soon.

Dr. Agasa!

I asked a shop worker for ice and water.

-Thank you. -And?

How is she now?

Well, her temperature is going down,

so I think she will be fine.

That's great.

Please don't hesitate to let me know next time you feel sick.

Okay, Ai?

I'll go back to the beach where everyone is then.

Okay.

Oh, boy. I'm impressed by her insight.

Yeah. She was the first to notice something wrong with Haibara.

But Ai, you sort of brought it upon yourself too.

Just sitting there without even going into the water.

If you felt tired,

you should have rested with Dr. Agasa under the parasol.

Right.

I didn't want to feel as if I were running away.

What do you mean, "running away," Ai? You mean running away from sharks?

How stupid. There are no sharks in this area.

Not from sharks,

but from dolphins.

Yeah. The dolphins, one of the most popular animals in the sea.

The mean sharks that fled from the dark,

cold bottom of the sea,

they are no match for the dolphins.

Hey, what's all that mumbo jumbo about?

The dolphins? Aren't the sharks stronger than the dolphins?

You guys exhaust me.

Please leave me alone.

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

If you bump into other people on the beach,

while lugging that boat around somebody may get very seriously hurt.

What's wrong?

This boat was abandoned on the beach,

and the sea isn't rough at all.

So no big deal as long as we hold it steady. Right?

Hey, Sonoko.

I'm so sorry. We'll put it back where we found it right now.

Geez.

Hey, Noboru, don't talk so loud.

Yuuta.

Can't you see that the other customers look surprised?

"Yuuta Yoshizawa (34), Fisherman" -He's so upset now...

because he just got dumped by his girlfriend.

"Noboru Shimojo (34), Fisherman" -Don't be ridiculous.

She didn't dump me, I dumped her, that chick.

We'll put the boat back then.

But we're the ones who took it out so...

Never mind.

It's also a part of our jobs as Life Guards to clean up the beach.

You're Life Guards.

I assumed you're fishermen but I guess it was my imagination.

Well, unskilled fishermen who cannot fish should just go back on shore

"Giichi Aramaki (51)" -and work part time jobs...

"Fisherman" -picking up garbage on the beach,

to support yourself.

Says you.

We cannot fish because of you!

Stop it, Noboru.

So, Mr. Aramaki,

as we decided before, we'll meet in Tong-Poo

in the Queens Hotel at 8 o'clock tonight.

We'll be waiting for you.

Don't turn tail and run away from us.

Of course, I'll go.

Don't you guys chicken and run out on me either.

Hey, Ran.

I think the restaurant we booked was...

Chinese restaurant, Tong-Poo...

Oh, dear, Dr. Agasa, I didn't know you guys were here.

Yeah, well... we're staying at this hotel.

Let's have dinner together.

Won't you sit down here with us?

Yes.

Where's Ai?

She's sleeping in her room now.

She says she isn't hungry so she doesn't want dinner.

I see.

What's this?

You seem to care deeply for that brown-headed girl, don't you?

I just wanted to talk to her.

I've barely spoken to her.

When our eyes meet, she always looks away from me.

I wonder if she doesn't like me?

No. That's not true.

Oh, really?

Because Ms. Haibara was telling Conan,

"Aren't you lucky that Ran's got great buttocks?"

Hey, Conan, just what is this all about?

Don't get me wrong. Ai said that of her own initiative.

Isn't having great buttocks supposed to be a compliment?

Some type of buttercups?

No, she doesn't like being buttered up.

I see, it's not about butts.

Hey, hey, didn't she say anything about me?

Well...

She said you've got a light ansty butt.

Oh, well...

Aren't you happy?

She's saying you're light, isn't she?

Aren't you the girls and kids that we met on the beach this afternoon?

Hi.

Hey, do you have the time?

My watch has stopped.

It's 7:12 pm.

Darn.

I came too early.

All right.

I think a fight's about to start soon.

So, let's order quickly and eat.

It's not a fight.

We're just gonna teach that outlaw a lesson.

A lesson?

Yeah, a lesson about the laws of nature

that should not be broken.

He draws a seine everywhere

and takes whatever he can get his hands on.

Yeah. We try to limit our fish catches

and are also doing fish farming, but...

We're not going to tolerate him coming along one day,

and doing everything his way. No way!

So tonight, we're gonna teach that guy Aramaki

how long it takes to restore the overfished sea

to its original state.

Can't you control him?

I guess we can't...

There are regulations concerning fishing,

but in this neighborhood they exist in name only.

So, in other words, he gets to take all he wants.

Yuuta. You're late.

It's 8 o'clock sharp.

You're here too early, Noboru.

Where's Nobutsugu? Didn't he come with you?

He was growling that he was going to give the guy

a piece of his mind, right?

I got a call from Nobutsugu saying he'd be late

because he was going to visit his father's grave before coming here.

Oh, yeah, today is the day our fathers died.

Our fathers?

Yeah. Our fathers...

All of them died eight years ago

when their ship was wrecked in a storm.

Well, they were happy to die a fisherman's death, I guess...

You don't mince your words, do you girl?

Gee, they're sure getting along...

Hey, Sonoko! That's rude, you know?

What? Who cares?

Hey, come on...

Well, well...

It's true that despite knowing the storm was imminent,

-our fathers ventured to sea to fish. -No!

It was not because of the storm.

"Nobutsugu Nezu (35)" -Our fathers' boat was sunk by that guy.

"Fisherman" -That is Aramaki's pirate ship.

Hey. Nobutsugu, you're still talking like that?

How rude.

Anyway, where's that 'Pirate'?

He should be here by now.

It's already 8:40 pm.

I guess he forgot about us is drunk and already sacked.

You got to be kidding.

All right, I'm going to rout him up.

That's impossible.

I called him up a little while ago

but he didn't answer.

Hello?

Did he answer?

The call went through

but there's no answer.

I only hear a strange sound.

-A strange sound? -A strange sound?

This is...

The sound of waves?

Oh no. He hung up.

Come to think of it...

This beach, a shortcut from Aramaki's house to this hotel, isn't it?

Yeah, I know.

But now in high water,

I think nobody can take the beach route.

Don't tell me that guy is enjoying night fishing,

while keeping us waiting.

It's not likely.

Okay then, why don't we go there after getting sober?

Oh, yeah.

I see, this person, Mr. Aramaki and all three of you

had arranged to meet at the Chinese restaurant,

'Tong-Poo' in that Queens hotel at 8 o'clock tonight.

Yet, he didn't appear at the expected time.

And an hour and a half after the appointed time, around 9:30 pm,

when you came here to check up on him,

Mr. Aramaki's drowned body,

wrapped in the net and was washed up ashore.

Is this right?

-Yeah. -Hey, You're getting too close to me.

We are not telling a lie.

I'm sorry.

You know, it's well known that you local fishermen

and this Mr. Aramaki were on bad terms.

So, I thought that you three could've drowned him here

and pretended that you found his body.

What did you say?

They're telling you the truth.

Aren't you Sonoko and Ran?

We heard them confirming their appointment

with the man who passed away, on the beach today.

Right, Ran?

Yeah. And, it's also true that they came to the Chinese restaurant.

See, I told you so.

It's true, but all three of them came separately to the restaurant.

Dr. Agasa?

That thin young man came at 7:10 pm.

The plump young guy at 8 pm sharp.

The tanned young man came around 8:40 pm.

Those kids don't look like you at all.

No, they are kids from the neighborhood.

Their parents asked me to take them on a trip during summer vacation.

So don't tell me that Conan

and the precocious little girl is also here.

You mean Ai. She's in the hotel now

but Conan is...

Look over there.

Hey, you... Stop that.

You're not allowed to touch it.

You know what? Don't you think it's strange, Officer Yokomizo?

Look!

He drowned but his body is full of scratches and his clothes are torn.

And why is he wrapped in the net?

Well... The murderer tried to make him drown,

binding his arms and legs with the net.

And scratches... Maybe he fought with the murderer and...

Hey, the police will take it from here. Your help is not necessary!

All right, send the body for post-mortem.

Yes, sir!

Can we go now?

We have to prepare to go fishing tomorrow.

No, you can't.

I have something else to ask you yet.

Are you still suspecting us?

We already told you.

All three of us had been waiting for him at the restaurant.

Yeah, but it seems more probable

that he had already killed before the appointed time.

And I don't really understand why you came to this beach to find him.

It's the call.

We waited for him until after 8pm but he didn't show up at all,

so I called his cell phone to ask him to come over.

The guy just hung up without saying anything,

but I heard the sounds of waves in the background.

The sounds of waves?

Yeah. That's why we came here to look for him.

Because this beach is a shortcut from his house to that hotel.

I also called him once,

while I was waiting alone at "Tong-Poo".

And called a second time after Yuuta came.

Which reminds me, I also called him once

before I went to the restaurant.

I did so because I wasn't sure that he was going to show up.

Oh, really?

Yeah. I heard the phone ring

but couldn't get him on the cell phone.

If you still doubt us,

then why don't you check his cell phone to see who called him.

Officer Yokomizo.

We found a cell phone caught in the net.

It seems to have dropped from his clothes.

What should we do?

Can I take a look at it?

Check it carefully!

Mine should be listed after Yuuta's.

According to the records,

Mr. Yoshizawa called at 7:02 pm.

Mr. Shimojo called three times at 7:47 pm,

8:03 pm and 8:18 pm.

And then Mr. Nezu called once at 8:41 pm.

It shows that he only answered your call, exactly as you told me.

Which means that the person who took the call

was Mr. Aramaki himself or the murderer.

But then why didn't he take Mr. Yoshizawa and Mr. Simojo's calls?

How should we know?

Now you know that we didn't kill him, right?

It's true.

If the one who pressed the button to take the call

was Mr. Aramaki himself or the murderer,

it would be almost impossible

for any of these three persons here to kill him.

But I also think it is highly unlikely

that the murderer would take call.

And if Mr. Aramaki himself took the call,

why didn't he take the calls from Mr. Yoshizawa and Mr. Simojo?

It's strange.

And if he took the call to ask for help

while being attacked by the murderer,

then why did he hang up the phone without a word?

-Hey! Look! Over there! -What?

Isn't that the boat we were sailing on this afternoon?

Yeah, it sure is.

Hey you, go retrieve the boat right now.

The boat may have something to do with this case.

Yes, sir.

Darn.

Yeah, that reminds me of the day when our fathers died.

Really. Their ship drifted back to this beach at that time,

just like that boat.

Yeah. Without her crew

and with the big hole in the hull.

Well, no amount of grieving is gonna bring them back.

So, let's just forget it, Nobutsugu.

Hey, you! What are you doing? Hurry up!

Bring the boat over here on the double!

Yes, sir.

Why don't you stop barking orders and go help him.

Oh, well... That's not my job but my men's.

Hey, don't tell me you can't swim.

How could you become a police officer anyway without knowing how to swim?

Your hair looks a lot like corals but can't you swim?

A coral?

Inside the boat there are a sake bottle and a sandal.

The pooled water in the bottom of the boat is seawater.

This is...

A button at the bottom of the boat?

Hey, if I remember right, the dead body is...

Yes... the corpse was only wearing one sandal,

and a button was missing from his shirt.

I see.

The murderer made must've made Mr. Aramaki drunk

and put him on board this boat.

Then wrapped him in the net,

threw him overboard and drowned him.

About the scratches on his body.

Perhaps he got them when he struggled with the murderer on the boat.

But that seems somehow unnatural to me.

If I were a murderer,

I wouldn't leave evidences like these just lying around,

but would throw them into the sea.

Stupid!

Don't you know that you shouldn't throw the garbage into the sea!

It's environmental destruction!

Didn't I tell you that's only if I were the murderer?

Conan, are you the murderer?

No, I was thinking from the murderer's side.

Oh, which side? The good or the bad?

Dr. Agasa.

Please keep an eye on these kids.

Hey, officer!

Can we start going?

Not yet.

Then hurry up and find out his estimated time of death.

Without that information, we can't figure anything out either.

We are working on it now.

Don't dump garbage into the sea.

A tin can?

Oh, really...

Are you all right?

I just felt something prick my hand.

Be careful.

There are many seashells lying around here.

Seashells.

Sir.

Were there scratches on the victim's cell phone?

Yes, it was badly scratched.

Look.

Now I've got it. So, that's what happened.

Yet I find it unlikely that the murderer would bet on such a coincidence.

So, he must have used a trick of some kind.

What is his true intention?

Next Conan's Hint:

"The boat on the sand beach"

Next! The solution of the murder case.

Ai, you're so cute.

Yeah.