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Amy dear, it's past your bedtime, go take your bath.

But mom, it's just starting to get good.

Don't you have your swimming lesson tomorrow?

Yeah.

Like Dracula?

No.

I'm just a simple wizard resting his tired wings after a long night's flight.

My lady...

There he is!

Don't let him escape!

Arrest the Phantom Thief Kid!

Ciao!

It was a pleasure.

Whoa!

You saw the Phantom Thief Kid?

No way, Amy!

For real?

Yeah, he was so cool!

It's true.

He's the modern day arson lupin'.

So, what's the modern day Holmes gonna do?

Duh!

I'm gonna catch him one of these days.

Obviously!

I'm High School Detective Jimmy Kudo.

On a trip to an amusement park with old friend and classmate Rachel Moore,

I witnessed a suspicious deal with a man dressed in black.

I was so absorbed with what I was seeing that I didn't notice a second man creeping

up on me from behind.

He forced me to take some kind of poison.

Fortunately, I woke up.

But my body had completely shrunk.

If those men ever find out I'm not dead, they'll be back to finish the job,

putting everyone I care about in danger.

So on Dr. Agassi's advice, I've concealed my true identity.

When Rachel asked, I quickly made up the name Conan Edigawa.

To get information on the men in black, I wound up living with Rachel and her

detective father.

World famous detective Richard Moore is on the case!

People call him the Sleeping Sleuth.

That's because I knock him unconscious with my stun gun wrist watch and speak

through my voice change bow tie to solve cases using his voice.

Oh yeah, both these gadgets were invented by Dr. Agassi.

He's made a bunch of unique items for me, like my solar powered skateboard,

tracking glasses, and my super kick sneakers.

Agassi really is quite the genius.

For instance, he upgraded the skateboard to charge during the day so it can run for

up to 30 minutes at night.

Besides the doc, there are two others who've been entrusted with my true

identity.

Harley Hartwell, high school detective from the west, and Vi Graythorne,

a recent transfer student.

Vi was being forced to work for the sinister men in black, so to escape their

clutches she took a dose of the same poison I did and shrank out of her

restraints.

As I hunt down the mysterious organization I take on even the toughest cases that

come my way, but now I have a new arch rival to contend with.

The clues are many and nothing is ever as it seems, but I've always believed that

with a keen eye for detail, one truth prevails!

Phantom Thief Kid, aka number 1412, aka Kaito Kid, 134 counts of burglary and

B &E, 15 of which occurred overseas in 12 different countries including France,

Germany, and America.

And all 152 gems stolen, total property loss 38.725 billion yen.

Now here's the bad news, we received a new warning letter from the kid just

yesterday.

Betwixt the twilight of Leo and the daybreak of Virgo, when a face with two

hands inscribes the twelfth letter, upon a towering edifice aglow in the

heavens, I shall abscund with the Czar's memories.

From the last wizard of the century, Phantom Thief Kid.

The Czar's memories refers to a treasure of Russia's Romanov dynasty, the Memories

Egg.

And you rediscovered Faberge Imperial Easter Egg, found in a Sebastian Group

warehouse last month.

Crafted by jeweler Peter Carl Faberge and his employees, the eggs were commissioned

by Czar's Alexander III and Nicholas II as gifts for Empresses Maria and Alexandra.

Between 1885 and 1916, 50 Faberge eggs were presented to the Czar's.

The Memories Egg and the Birch Egg were made in 1917 but never delivered.

A Sebastian Group has announced they will be placing the Memories Egg on public

display on August 23rd at the new Sebastian Gallery of Modern Art in the

Osaka Castle Park.

Which brings us back to the Kid's letter.

Inspector Fuller?

Thank you.

First, betwixt the twilight of Leo and the daybreak of Virgo.

This indicates a time frame between dusk on August 22nd and dawn on August 23rd and

clearly gives us the date that burglary attempt will take place.

Now for the second line, when a face with two hands inscribes the twelfth letter.

Obviously, this portion is a clue as to the time of the crime but has not yet been

deciphered.

A towering edifice shining in the heavens, meaning a castle tower.

It clearly indicates that the Phantom Thief Kid will appear at Osaka Castle.

In short, this letter says between the evening of August 22nd and the dawn of

August 23rd, I, the Phantom Thief Kid, will appear upon the Tower of Osaka Castle

and steal the Imperial Easter Egg.

We will be working side by side with Osaka PD on this one.

In addition, Mr. Sebastian is personally called in the assistance of renowned

private detective Mr. Richard Moore.

Oh, hello everyone.

Our primary objective here is to keep the egg safe at all costs.

And if that means letting the kid get away, then so be it.

Ignore that defeatist crap!

Listen up!

The egg comes second!

Understand me?

For our dignity and the pride of law enforcement officials everywhere,

we must apprehend the arrogant thief and throw him into a cold, dark jail cell!

I think I just took one hell of a job.

Rachel!

Rachel, guys, over here!

What's up?

Serena, hey!

So, we raid a limo, huh?

The Sebastian group's all class.

Well, besides that, today is a special day.

Special how?

I've got to look ultra posh if I'm going to meet my beloved Phantom Thief Kid

today!

Serena, really?

Beloved Phantom Thief Kid?

Oh, yeah!

Meet our driver.

This is Daddy's assistant, Maxwell Mishineau.

How's it going?

Max has been all over the world, so he knows a bunch of languages.

He can speak fluently in Japanese, English, French, and German.

Wow, that's amazing!

It's not fair, Doc!

I can't believe Conan got to go to Osaka, but not us!

Yeah, I really wanted to see the Phantom Thief Kid again!

Running off on his own is getting to be Conan's specialty!

Now, now, kids, let's not have sour grapes.

Let's have some watermelon instead.

Oh, yum!

Thank you, Dr. Igaza!

Not so fast!

You may eat after you've solved my riddle.

Oh, come on, Doc!

You can't be serious!

Oh, but I am.

Just because you're children doesn't mean that everything in life will come easy,

huh?

Now, what am I?

Pearl-white chest without kiro lid inside of which golden treasure is hid.

Whoa, Doc!

You have golden treasure?

No, no, it's just a riddle.

Without Conan here, I guess we don't have a chance.

But then what's going to happen to this watermelon?

You're an egg.

The answer is an egg.

The pearl-white chest is your shell, and the golden treasure inside is your

yolk.

So that means you're an egg.

That is correct!

Excellent work, Vi, my dear.

I knew you'd be able to solve it.

Vi's, like, smart.

Technically, Vi is a member of the Junior Detective League, right?

Yeah, so that means...

Thanks, Dr. Igaza!

Now, Kudo, let's see how you handle that other egg.

Somehow I doubt it'll be as easy as the Doc's riddle.

They've covered every angle.

I doubt even an ant could crawl in there unnoticed.

I would expect no less.

I mean, we are dealing with the Phantom Thief Kid, and he's...

An elusive, ever-changing gentleman thief.

With his so-called magic, he evades the tightest security and opens uncrackable

safes.

A master of disguise, he can completely alter his face, voice, and personality to

suit his needs.

One thing's for sure.

That's one heck of an enemy you've made.

Kudo.

Harley.

This guy again, huh?

Hello!

After all this time, why do you still always call Conan Kudo?

Yeah, my bad.

It's just Conan kind of reminds me of Kudo, around the eyes.

It's an accident, every time.

I swear, you are such an idiot.

All morning you've been carrying on, Kudo's coming, Kudo's coming!

I'm beginning to think you may need professional psychiatric attention.

Wait, Rachel, is that Harley Hartwell, famous high school detective of the West?

I had no idea he was such a dud.

Don't even think about it.

Harley and Kirsten have practically known each other since birth.

Sure, they're bickering like that now, but truthfully they really are very close.

Tell me about it.

They're acting just like you and Jimmy do.

Should I just go home?

No, that's not what I...

Because I can totally leave right now.

If only I had a perfect boy who I grew up with too.

Oh, Richard, you made it!

I can't thank you enough for coming all this way.

Nah, it's my pleasure.

Rachel, Conan, it's good to see you too.

And Serena dear, would you be so kind?

Sure, daddy, please meet Harley Hartwell and Kirsten Thomas.

Harley is known as the high school detective of the West.

He's actually pretty famous in this part of the country.

That's wonderful.

I'll be counting on you too.

Hey, your egg's in good hands, old man.

Are you dense?

You don't call the chairman of the Sebastian group, old man.

All right, Richard, no harm done.

Let me introduce you to the others.

This is Sergei Ovchinnikov, the first secretary at the Russian embassy.

Next to him is Giordano Infantino, a fine art dealer who's already offering

to purchase the egg.

The lovely lady is Saron Hoshi, a leading Romanov scholar.

Ni hao.

And last but not least is the man I've hired to film and write about the memories

egg, freelance documentarian Ray Segway.

What's up?

Purchase?

What kind of numbers are we talking about?

Eight million U.S.

Eight million?

I'll gladly pay more if it means I get the egg.

Mr. Chairman, the imperial Easter eggs belonged originally to the Russian state.

Please do not sell yours to this sleazy merchant.

I assure you, it would be well cared for in one of Russia's museums.

Who are you calling sleazy?

Yeah, yeah, great stuff.

Getting footage of you folks is gonna be more fun than filming the egg itself.

Ms. Hoshi, you've been awfully quiet, so tell me, as an expert on the Romanov

dynasty, shouldn't you be desperately after the egg for your own research?

Yes, but I can't compete with the kind of money they're throwing at it.

Yeah, right.

About the most I could scrounge up was two million bucks.

Hello.

The kid's not the only one after the egg.

They all are.

In any case, I'm certain we can save this discussion for another time.

I understand.

Well then, I suppose our business is done here for the day.

Chairman, I've brought up the egg as you asked.

Oh, thank you, Maxwell.

Put it on the table if you would.

Sure.

So, who wants the first look?

Oh, wow.

You mean we get to see it up close?

It's not all that fancy on the outside.

In fact, when I was little, I think I used to play with it as a toy.

A toy?

A real-life Imperial Easter egg.

Maxwell boy, could you get us some cool drinks?

Yes, sir.

I guess I was expecting something more exciting.

It just looks like a fancy ostrich egg.

It opens up, right?

I'm impressed you knew about that, young man.

Inside is a solid gold miniature of Tsar Nicholas and his family.

Okay, now that's more like it.

And that's just the half of it.

Watch what this key does.

This thing's now officially cool.

In a search through Faberche's old notes, we uncovered original design sketches for

this egg.

These drawings are what verified its authenticity.

Memory's egg is obviously an English term, so does that say its name in Russian right

there?

Yes, good eye.

In Russian, it's Воспоминание, which also means reminiscence or

remembrance.

So, how is flipping through a book something worth remembering?

Moron, it's about the Tsar and his wife spending time with their kids,

which would be great memories because you weren't one of them.

Are those diamonds I see inside the top piece?

Alas, no, they're only glass.

Even though it was a present for the Empress of Russia, doesn't that seem a bit

strange?

Well, Russia was experiencing some financial and political upheaval during

the time this egg was made.

What seems strange to me is the kid's letter.

The shining in the heavens part.

Why would the tower at Osaka Castle shine?

Bonehead, the former emperor who built the castle designed it as a metaphor for all

Osaka's future development.

The tower's like the shining beacon of Kansai.

Exactly right.

The Phantom Thief Kid will appear in Osaka Castle's tower.

What we need to figure out is when.

It's the line when a face with two hands inscribes the twelfth letter.

We just cannot figure out what that means.

Let's see.

The note was in Japanese.

Could it be that twelfth letter?

Twelfth letter of the Japanese alphabet.

She?

And that's also the number four!

We thought about that, but it's too simple for one of the kid's codes.

I've got it, superintendent.

It's not the Japanese alphabet.

It's the English alphabet.

What are you saying, Moore?

Think about it.

The twelfth letter in English is L.

Therefore...

Three o'clock.

Impressive work, detective.

Most impressive.

That's gotta be it.

And 3 a.m.

would put it right between twilight and daybreak, just like the kid said.

Watch out, phantom thief kid.

This time you're as good as caught.

I got great luck.

Let me see.

It says, waiting.

You will be reunited with the one you love.

So do you think that means maybe you're gonna see Jimmy?

Hey, good for you.

You still have to introduce me sometime.

You know, I think we've met.

Well then, I guess the only question now is how we're gonna pass the time until 3 a

.m., huh?

For starters, we should probably get something to eat.

Kirsten, would you mind hanging around with the girls for a little while?

Where are you going?

I'm gonna take the run here and show them around the place.

Wait, how come?

Why don't we all go together?

Ah, it's a guy thing.

You wouldn't understand.

Right, Cuda-C-C-Conan?

Right!

Smooth dude, real smooth.

Come on, what's with the attitude?

I can always tell him the truth if you want.

I meant thank you for your help, sir.

Ooh, it's sir now.

So glad you found your manners now that you're asking me for help.

Jerk.

I gotta say, it's a bit odd seeing those two get along.

Forget about them.

We'll have a girls' day out.

I could totally go for some food if it's being paid for by some hot Osaka guy.

If that's the case, I should take you over to pick up Bridge.

You're still thinking about that whole 12-letter thing, aren't you?

Of course.

The egg is from Russia, so I started thinking about the 12th of Russian letter.

You know the Cyrillic alphabet?

Yeah, anyways, it's an English K.

K, huh?

But that doesn't really work with the clock face thing.

I know.

And that bit at the end is bugging me.

The last wizard of the century?

Oh, that just means he's a snob.

Well, he's never called himself that before.

And plus, the kid's only ever gone after jewels in the past.

So why an egg full of glass?

Let's check.

Hey, maybe that fortune you got earlier can shed some light on it.

I haven't even looked at that stupid thing.

Why not?

If it tells you how your showdown with the kid's gonna go, check it.

Ooh, some luck.

Seems like a pretty vague fortune to me.

I don't know.

Now I'm gonna have to say there's no telling how this whole thing's gonna break

down between you two.

The one will come.

Travel.

Your secret will come to light.

Avoid traveling.

Hold on.

Don't tell me.

Not a chance.

The fortunes from there are almost always accurate.

What?

No way!

Oh, yes.

Traditional Japanese?

Yes, well, since we now know the kid won't make his move until three o'clock tomorrow

morning.

And a man does need to eat.

Yeah, that sounds great!

Chairman, it's time.

Oh, yes, yes.

Thank you, gentlemen.

Taking it down to the exhibition hall, are you?

No, we've got a decoy.

A decoy?

Every single time.

We've naively tried to just guard the location where the kid said he'd strike,

and every single time he's gotten past us anyway.

But this time, we're gonna make certain he doesn't know where the real egg is.

Good plan, Inspector.

So then, where will it be?

I'm afraid I can't disclose that info.

The only ones who know are my two men here and me.

Of course, to be safe.

I've made sure that neither of them are the kid in disguise.

What are you?

Just rolling out the possibility that you're the kid, too.

Is that so?

How do I know you're not the kid?

You like that?

Sir,

my name is Natasha Kosaka.

And this is my butler Sotheby.

We came across this brochure with the new Imperial Easter Egg Mr. Sebastian found.

Please, it's very important that we meet with him.

I'm sorry, the Chairman is out at the moment.

But I would be happy to speak with you if you'd like.

My great-grandfather left me a picture of this egg, but it's different from the

photo.

Oh, that's kind of cool.

If three o'clock's an L, it's almost a Japanese Hei.

Huh?

Well, it's seven thirteen right now.

At seven twenty, it'll be almost a perfect Hei.

Betwixt the twilight of Leo and the daybreak of Virgo, the twelfth letter is a

Hei.

Harley, the second line in the kid's note didn't mean three a.m.

It meant seven twenty p.m.

Wait, what?

Kudo, where are you going?

Osaka Castle!

You stay and guard the egg!

Is that rain?

The forecast said clear.

Kudo, wait!

He's not at the castle!

I figured it out!

He's at Sutankaku Tower!

He's where?

The Sutankaku has a weather forecast shining from the top!

It what?

Ladies and gentlemen!

Thank you!

Now on with the show!

What the hell?

Oh?

Oh, a fireworks display!

Truly one of my favorite summer traditions.

Pretty!

Wow, in Osaka, even the fireworks are flashy.

It's strange, though.

There weren't any fireworks scheduled for today.

Inspector, fireworks are launching from what looks like Osaka Castle!

Yeah, a whole ton of them!

Don't get all worked up.

It's not the kid.

We still got over seven hours until the time he specified.

And besides, he's gonna go after the decoy.

He has no idea we got the real egg stashed away in this run-down dump.

Huh.

Harley, which direction is the Sutankaku Tower?

That-a-way.

The exact opposite direction of the fireworks.

The fireworks at the castle are obviously a diversion to keep our eyes off of him.

The question is why.

What's at the Sutankaku?

Damn that weasel!

There's no way we can make it all the way over there in time!

Harley, you wait here for the kid!

Mr. Nishino, where's the egg right now?

Apparently Inspector Fuller took it to some kind of top-secret hiding spot

somewhere.

Wait, he what?!

And now for my next trick.

What the holy heck is going on?!

I've got a bad feeling about this.

Oh, a pleasant drink by moonlight.

This really is quite elegant, I must say.

Stay calm!

Get down to the backup generator!

Move!

Right!

Why didn't I see it before?

Hey!

Hounzaka Mikado Hospital.

Dojima Sentry Hotel.

Tinman Emergency Medical Center.

Hotel Channel 10.

Naniwa Trauma Center.

Kansai World Hotel.

Bingo.

Hey!

I'm turning here!

I've got the right of way!

Somehow the kid must have figured out the egg was moved to another location.

So he blacked out the whole city, just so he could track it down.

He knew they'd have a backup generator.

Meaning besides hotels and hospitals, it'd be the only place with lights on.

It's him!

Damn!

Oh, crap!

I hit a dead end!

Kudo!

Hop on!

I get it now!

The student kaka was the perfect vantage point to see where lights came back on.

The kid anticipated all of this when he wrote his letter.

He's been playing this from the start!

And he knew they had to try and keep the hiding place inconspicuous!

So security would be light!

He's gonna beat us to it!

Come on, Mike, move!

Damn!

Head gliders tend to work best when they're flown into a light headwind!

So, flying upwind of us, huh?

Got it!

What are you doing?

Go!

He gets away, I'll hurt you worse!

But Harley...

Oh, my God!

Mister, are you hurt?

Go call the police and an ambulance, alright?

Okay.

Just hold on, you'll be fine!

What's that?

It's injured!

The egg's still okay!

That's the kid's monocle!

Did he get shot and drown?

But if that is what I saw happen, who was it?

The police ran an exhaustive search all night.

But they found no sign of the Phantom Thief Kid, dead or alive.

The next day, to inspect the egg for any damage, the exhibit was cancelled,

and it was taken back to Tokyo aboard the Sebastian family yacht.

My great-grandfather was a man by the name of Kiichi Kosaka, who worked as a

craftsman for the House of Fabergé.

He met a Russian woman while he was there, and they fell in love.

They married, and a year after the Revolution, they returned to Japan and had

a baby girl.

Sadly, my great-grandmother died shortly after.

And then, nine years later, when he was just 45, my great-grandfather also passed.

So then their orphan daughter was...

She was my grandmother.

My grandfather and my parents died together in a tragic accident when I was

five years old, so my grandmother is actually the one who raised me.

Unfortunately, she passed away earlier on this month.

I'd been living in Paris, working as a pastry chef, but since Nana passed,

I've been here, tending to her estate, and that's what led me to you.

I came across this old drawing I think my great-grandfather must have done.

The middle is torn out, but as you can see...

Memories.

My goodness, it is the Memories egg!

But the one in the drawing has jewels on it.

Makes you wonder if yours originally had jewels on it too, and they were taken at

some point.

Say, is there any chance there could have been two eggs?

I mean, look, if you try and match up the pieces, they're not the same size as each

other.

The paper was bigger, with two eggs drawn on it, so the piece that's missing is

bigger too.

Heavens, you're right!

I still think there's more to the name Memories.

There's a mirror on the bottom.

No, wait, come back here!

What the hell are you doing?

A little mirror on the bottom fell out.

Fell out?

Conan, be careful!

It's okay.

The egg was designed so the mirror would be easily removable.

I guess it was added on later or something.

Huh, there's some kind of image.

Wait, could this be...

Mr. Nishino, turn off the lights!

Sure.

Stop messing around!

Magic.

I'm familiar with those.

They've held religious significance in both China and Japan for centuries.

Yes, and the process for crafting them is rather unique.

In the isolationist era, it's said that Japanese Christians used the mirrors to

project crosses which they could pray to in secret.

Sotheby, this castle, is it?

Yes.

Without question, that is the Yokosuka Castle.

Yokosuka Castle?

Isn't that the one you always see in commercials and stuff?

Yes.

My great-grandfather was the one who built it.

Nana had been caring for it all these years.

Daddy, will you please build us a Sebastian family castle?

Natasha, do you think it's possible your great-grandfather also could have been the

one who made the two eggs?

For the sake of my theory, let's say he did.

You told us your great-grandparents returned to Japan after the Russian

Revolution, so what if they'd brought both eggs with them?

Your great-grandfather most likely would have sold some of the jewels on this

second egg and used the money to build his castle.

He then stashed the egg somewhere deep in the castle's walls.

And then, inside the first egg, the one on the table here, he left a clue

on a magic mirror as to where the second one was hidden.

Actually, along with the drawing, I found this old key.

Could they be related?

Definitely.

The second egg must be at the castle, and that's the key to its hiding spot.

A mystery egg covered in jewels.

If it's found, it'd be worth over ten... no, forget it, ten and a half million at

least.

Is that why the kid went after the egg?

No.

Mr. Moore, when we arrive in Tokyo, would you be willing to accompany me to

the castle?

I'd be delighted.

Please allow me to come as well.

And me too.

Yeah, I'd kill to get some footage of that.

I'd love to join you.

Great, we'll all go together.

What the... they've all got that look in their eyes.

Guess everyone's after the second egg too.

There we go.

Good bird.

Okay, that should do the trick.

As long as we keep the wound wrapped, it should fly again.

Really?

That's great.

Luckily, Harley got off with a couple sprains.

But I wonder if the kid might be dead.

No way the kid would ever go out like that.

For all I know, he's in disguise somewhere on this ship.

Coming.

Oh yeah, great reaction shot.

Thanks a mil.

What was that all about?

Ahoy, Rachel.

Surprise cabin inspection.

Serena, Natasha, Max.

Come on in.

Sorry for barging in.

Hope we're not a bother.

Actually, I'll take a rain check.

Really?

I know.

He's intimidated by all of our hotness.

How cute.

I forgot to invite hottie number four.

I'll go get her.

Oh, Saeron, of course.

Come on, squirt.

Why do I have to go?

Yes, I'd love to.

Thanks for asking.

Let me grab my purse.

I'll be ready in just a minute.

Grigori.

Oh, that's so sweet.

Is that a photo of your boyfriend?

Oh, yes.

Everybody's got a man except for me.

I should have totally gotten my hands on the kid when I had the chance.

If I were the kid, I think I'd rather get caught by the police.

That's amazing, Natasha.

I can't believe you've been living in Paris since you were 20 years old.

I've been gone so long it feels kind of strange to be speaking Japanese again.

Wow, that just made me remember something.

There was this phrase I heard as a child that I never really understood.

Oh, really?

What is it?

Barushe ni kukatabe ka?

The closest I could ever figure is it means did Barushe buy meat, but I don't

know who Barushe is or if it's even a name.

Wow, Natasha, I just noticed your eyes.

Yep, they're gray.

My mother and my grandmother also had them.

I always figured they came from the Russian side of the family.

Seran, your eyes are gray.

What are the odds of that?

Hey, they are.

It must run in Chinese families, too.

Wow, that's neat.

The kanji for Seran is written as Blue Orchid, right?

The origin of my name is Orchid, too.

Seran is the Japanese reading.

In Chinese, you would say 琴人.

琴人?

琴 is 琴.

人 is 人.

And 星 is 普蘇, so it's 普蘇 琴人.

And Rachel would be 人 in Chinese, too, wouldn't it?

Right.

More would be pronounced 茂里.

Okay, so that means my name would be 茂里人.

I love it.

It sounds so cute.

Oh, oh, how about me?

Let's see.

Serena Sebastian would be 琳姆元子.

琳姆元子?

You know, Seran, if I had to guess, I'd say you and I are about the same age.

I just turned 27.

I knew it!

What month were you born?

May.

May 5th, to be precise.

Yeah?

I'm May 3rd.

That means we're only two days apart.

Hey, cool.

Both of your birthdays are one day apart from mine.

One day from both would be May 4th.

That's Jimmy's birthday.

That's an awful big coincidence.

Could Conan actually be...

Come on, Rachel.

That's ridiculous.

It's impossible.

I'm so worried about Jimmy.

I'm grasping at straws.

Seriously, that's just stupid.

Ah!

Natasha!

Seran!

Please, ladies, why did you join us?

You sure you don't mind?

Not at all.

Those legs go all the way up, don't they?

Look out!

Man overboard!

There you go, gorgeous.

Thank you, Mr. Moore.

Mr. Segway, that pendant you're wearing.

Hey, I'm impressed you noticed.

Guess you really are an expert on the Romanovs.

Take a look.

Was he always wearing that?

Maria?

Did this ring belong to Nicholas II's daughter Maria Nikolaevna?

Like I said, you're the expert.

You tell me.

Where did you get it?

Could it be the real deal?

It could, but I'd have to do a more thorough check.

Careful, Maxwell.

You're about to lose your pen.

Huh?

Oh, thanks.

Mr. Moore!

Mr. Moore, are you there?

Oh, hey.

Dinner ready?

It's terrible.

Please come quickly.

Mr. Segway is dead in his cabin.

Dead?

He was shot in the right eye.

The kid was shot in the right eye too.

Conan!

Get your butt out of here!

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Rigor mortis is just beginning to set in.

Time of death less than 30 minutes ago.

And the ring he had around his neck is gone!

Mr. Sebastian, this room is now a crime scene.

I need you to contact the police.

Of... of course.

Got it.

We're on our way.

Oh, Inspector McGuire.

Sanos, what are you doing here?

Thought you were on vacation in Karawazawa.

Yeah, the mountain air was hell in my sinuses.

Why, something up?

It's a good one.

I could use you if you're up for it.

Inspector McGuire, sir.

Welcome aboard.

I swear, Dick, can't you go anywhere without a dead body turning up?

I like to think I'm on a mission from God.

I don't know, Moore.

I'm starting to think maybe you're a God.

Like a God of death.

Damn, Santos, that's harsh.

Hey, Junior, what's with that bandage there?

Uh, yeah, oh, a suspect I brought in yesterday was resisting.

Ray Segway, born Ryu Sagawa, 32, freelance videographer.

This was straight-up robbery homicide, Inspector.

The victim had a ring that's now missing.

Missing ring?

Yes, we think it belonged to the daughter of the last Russian Tsar.

It was on a chain, around his neck, but now it's gone.

If the ring was all he was after, the killer could have just taken it.

But the room's been ransacked.

Look, even the pillows were cut to shreds.

How many times do I have to tell you?

Inspector McGuire, this was on the floor.

A pen, big deal.

M.

Nishino.

Mr. Nishino, we found this near the victim's body.

This is your pen, is it not?

Yes, it is.

But I don't know what it was doing in Mr. Segway's cabin.

Correct me if I'm wrong, but aren't you the one who found the body?

That's right.

I went to tell him dinner was ready and the door was wide open.

So you never actually set foot in the cabin?

No.

If that's the case, is there any other explanation as to how your pen might have

gotten there?

I don't know.

Can you tell us what you were doing at around 7.30?

Let's see.

I went back to my cabin at about 7.10 for a shower, so I was probably drying off

then.

Daddy, you don't really think Max could have...

I don't see how it could even be possible.

Whether it was Max or not, there's a high possibility that whoever did kill Segway

is the same person who shot the kid.

Inspector McGuire, here's something weird.

We've searched the entire crime scene and there's not a single videotape.

I don't get it.

I do.

That's why the room was ransacked.

Sit down, Conan.

No more running around.

It's okay.

I got him.

Rachel, you're aware there could be a killer wandering around here with a gun.

For your own safety, you really should head back with the others.

Yeah, but Conan, he's...

We'll find him.

I'll see to it personally.

Go on.

But...

It's okay, I promise.

Hey, Doc, it's me.

I need your help.

There's something I want you to look up right away.

What's that?

A sniper who shoots people in the right eye?

No problem, Jimmy.

Bring me back in ten minutes.

I'll look into it.

Let's see... snipers.

Ten minutes.

Am I just paranoid?

I've got it, Jimmy!

Don't ask me how I'm doing it, but I'm looking through Interpol's

criminal database.

There's a file here for someone of unknown age and gender.

Known only as... the Scorpion.

Scorpion?

Looky here, Inspector.

It was under Nishino's bed.

That's impossible!

It's still circumstantial, but I think I'm convinced.

Inspector, please!

I didn't do it!

You have to believe me!

If you didn't kill Segway, then why was his ring under your bed?

I have no idea, I swear!

I'm certain this Scorpion character is who we're after.

So if Max did kill Segway, that makes him the Scorpion.

A rice-hole pillow.

Conan!

Say, Mr. Nishino, are you allergic to bird feathers?

Severely.

Then you can't possibly be the killer!

No, please continue.

Okay.

What I was saying is Mr. Segway's room was filled with feathers.

That's because the killer sliced up the downed pillow, and someone with a severe

allergy to bird feathers couldn't have done that.

And this feather allergy thing's legit?

Yes.

I can vouch for Maxwell.

I've seen it myself.

Even just one or two feathers, and he's sneezing uncontrollably.

Which is why he sleeps on a hypoallergenic pillow.

Duh!

So that's why he went running out of Rachel's cabin earlier.

It was because of the dove that's in there.

So if he's not the killer, who is?

Inspector, have you ever heard of the Scorpion?

The Scorpion?

He goes around the world killing people for treasures of the Romanov dynasty.

And he always shoots his victims in the right eye.

Does that sound familiar?

Yeah.

Come to think of it, there was someone like that on the international wanted

list.

Wait!

Does that mean our killer here is...?

Yes.

I believe it's the Scorpion.

He probably shot the kid, too.

Come again?

When I found the kid's monocle, it was cracked.

The Scorpion shot the kid down because he was trying to get the egg the kid had just

stolen.

How do you know so much about this Scorpion?

I can explain.

Dr. Agasa told him.

That is right.

Isn't it, Conan?

Yeah, that's right.

Oh, man.

So there was someone watching me call the doc.

It was Detective Santos.

Your secret will come to light.

Does that mean Detective Santos knows?

Okay, what I don't get is if this Scorpion guy did it, why'd he go to all the trouble

of stealing Segway's ring just to hide it under Nishino's bed?

Ah, you got me there.

Damn.

Santos is watching me like a hawk, so I can't use the wristwatch.

I'll have to be clever.

Hey, Mr. Nishino, you and Mr. Segway knew each other, right?

I remember he looked real surprised when he saw you at the gallery yesterday.

Oh, you noticed?

When we first met you, Serena told us how you traveled all over the world.

I'm guessing you met Mr. Segway somewhere then.

And when were you gonna tell us this?

Fine.

I met him three years ago when I was touring Asia.

When I came across him, he was filming a little girl whose house burned down in a

civil war.

I told him to stop, and he wouldn't, so I punched him without thinking.

And Mr. Segway must have held a grudge against you all this time.

I got it!

Mr. Nishino here is actually the Scorpion!

Dick, buddy, the whole feather allergy thing already ruled him out as a suspect.

Oh, yeah, yeah, right.

But I guess you did get kind of lucky, though.

I mean, after all, if the Scorpion hadn't killed Mr. Segway, you would have been

framed as the ring thief.

Hold on...

Yeah, that's it!

Just like there were two separate eggs, we're dealing with two overlapping crimes

here!

Overlapping crimes?

No, you're getting it.

The first incident was Segway attempting to frame Nishino for stealing the ring.

To set him up, Segway first made a big deal showing off the ring, made sure

everybody knew exactly what he had.

Then later, while Nishino was in the shower and couldn't hear him, he snuck

into Nishino's cabin and hid his own ring under the bed.

And to tie it all back, he took Nishino's pen.

All this to make Nishino look like the thief, and it might have worked.

But unfortunately for him, we'll never know, because that's when the second

incident took place.

Segway was shot and killed by the Scorpion.

The Scorpion was definitely after the ring and most likely a videotape that might

have revealed his or her identity.

But the ring that was hanging from Segway's neck wasn't there anymore,

so the Scorpion tore apart the whole cabin looking for it.

Wow, old man.

That's great logic.

What can I say?

It's a gift.

Which gives us another problem.

The Scorpion is still lurking around the ship somewhere.

About that, Inspector.

During our search, one of the life rafts came up missing.

What?

For all we know, the Scorpion escaped hours ago.

I put out an APB just in case, but that's a lot of open water to cover.

Right through our fingers.

But was the Scorpion even on that boat?

Well, in any event, it's certainly a relief to know there's no longer a

murderer on board, right?

Oh, yes.

Quite a relief, indeed.

And it doesn't take a genius to figure out what the Scorpion's next stop is,

Miss Kosaka's family castle, for the other egg.

In fact, he may be headed there already.

Inspector Maguire, when we arrive in Tokyo tomorrow, I'd like permission to accompany

Natasha and the others to the castle.

Permission granted.

Now, let's be clear.

Before you get any ideas, you are not coming this time.

No, I think we should take Conan with us.

What?

His unique perspective has proven fairly useful so far.

This one?

Yeah...

That stupid-head Conan makes me so mad!

Yeah, I'm with you, stupid Conan!

Ghost-hole Sokka doesn't even contact us once!

It's like he doesn't even care that he's a member of the Junior Detective League

anymore!

Come on, Doc.

Are you still looking for your driver's license?

I know I left it around here somewhere.

Oh, this is so typical.

Let's go, or Conan's going to beat us there.

Ha ha ha.

Oh yeah, thanks for the help back there.

You're always so good at finding things.

Well, it would seem I just found a bundle of trouble.

Who?

Mr. Moore, do you think Segway's ring really belonged to Maria Nikolaevna?

I don't know.

Inspector McGuire took it in to run some tests.

But the results will take a while to come back.

It is said that Maria was the kindest and warmest of the Tsar's four daughters.

She was known for her delicate beauty and large gray eyes.

Maria had gray eyes?

Just like Natasha and Sadon!

It is commonly known that the entire Imperial family was shot to death shortly

after the Russian Revolution.

However, the bodies of Maria and her brother Alexei were never identified.

No kidding?

This place is unbelievable!

It's quite similar to the Neuschwanstein Castle in Germany, which was Disney's

model for the Cinderella Castle.

Come to think of it, why is it a German-style castle?

Natasha's great-grandmother was Russian.

Hey, how's it going?

Doctor, what are you doing here?

Conan called and mentioned he'd be here.

And I just happened to be in the neighborhood.

Here you go, Conan.

Upgraded to your specifications.

Thank you.

But did you have to bring the monkey patrol?

Sorry, they snuck into the car and hid when I wasn't looking.

It's like we're in a fairy tale!

Hidden deep within these walls lies awesome treasure!

Imagine how many boxed lunches I could buy!

All of you listen, because I'm only saying it once.

You're staying outside!

Right!

We know!

Okay.

They agreed to that a bit too easily.

Where is Mr. Infantino?

Oh, he had to make a stop somewhere along the way.

Said he'd catch up.

Sorry about that.

Took me a while to get ready.

What's with the bag?

You planning to hit the hiking trails or something?

It's like they said back in Scouts, always be prepared.

You'd better be careful.

The scorpion might be a lot closer than you think.

I know, and I will be.

If you would, lock the door.

To keep those damn meddling kids out.

Right.

Yes!

The coast is clear!

Let's go!

What are you up to?

We're going to find the treasure first!

There must be another entrance around here.

Let's go find it!

This is the room of knights.

It is decorated with western tapestries and suits of armor.

The noble women's room, the late mistress, was known to spend much of her time in

here.

She often remarked that it was the most comfortable in the whole castle.

This is referred to as the emperor's room.

Say, is there a little emperor's room?

Yes sir, down the hall, last door on the right.

Just as I thought.

I don't see the egg, but that's all right.

What in the world?

It's a security device built by Master Kosaka nearly a century ago.

There are many such surprises throughout.

So, do try and be careful.

He's saying that trying to beat the rest of us to the egg is a no-no.

That flashlight's the only thing in here I think you'll need.

Keiichi sure loved his clockwork contraptions, which gets me thinking.

Mr. Sotheby, when do we get to see the basement?

We don't have one.

Then where's Natasha's great-grandfather's room, on the first floor?

Oh yes, well, I could show you his office.

Please come in.

On display in here you will find photographs of Master Kosaka, as well as

numerous scenes depicting daily life from the time.

So Natasha, where are the pictures of your great-grandma?

Actually, there aren't any that I've seen.

So I honestly don't even know what she looks like.

That's odd.

There are all these pictures of Keiichi though.

Sergei, isn't the man in this photo Rasputin?

Yes, the signature you see there says G.

Rasputin.

That is most definitely him.

G.

Rasputin?

What's the big deal, Dad?

Who was Rasputin?

Oh, well, I'm not entirely sure, but he was one of the greatest villains of

the past century.

Rasputin was known as the Mad Muck.

He won favor with the Imperial family, becoming a trusted advisor, then helped

bring about the fall of the Romanov dynasty.

Through his influence, he effectively ruled the country.

But ultimately, he was assassinated by Prince Yusupov, a relative of Tsar

Nicholas.

When they found his rotting corpse in the river, his skull was crushed and one of

his eyes had been removed, or so they say.

One of his eyes?

That's a great story, Infantino, but let's focus on finding the other egg.

Nice idea.

But how are we supposed to find it in this humongous house?

Excuse me, I need this!

You runt!

There's a draft coming from down here.

I think there's a secret basement underneath.

What?

And so, since we know Mr. Kosaka loved making contraptions, there's got to be a

switch somewhere.

What is that?

Looks like the Russian alphabet.

That little keypad opens a door to a secret basement?

Now we need to figure out the password.

Sergey, can you type in Russian for us?

The...

It's got to be memories.

Try Vospo-menanya.

Okay, Vospo-menanya.

Really?

How about Kiichi Kosaka?

Let's see, that would be...

Well, nothing seems to be happening.

Natasha, were there any special words or phrases that were passed down to you?

No, not that I know of.

Barushin Miku Katabayka?

You know, that phrase you heard as a child, could it actually be Russian?

Hey, what's he talking about?

Shut up, Dad!

The words are, how you say, Barushin...

Miku Katabayka?

Miku Katabayka.

The spaces between words could be in different places.

Barushin Miku Katabayka.

Barushini...

How about Volshibnik Konstaveka?

That kind of sounds the same, doesn't it?

Yes, of course!

Volshibnik Konstaveka!

What does that mean, Sergey?

In English, the meaning is, the last wizard of the century.

Or in Japanese, it is...

Sekimatsu no Majutsushi.

The last wizard of the century.

Where have I heard that before?

In the kid's warning letter?

Oh, that's right.

Hey, how's that for a coincidence?

Oh, please.

Coincidence my right eye.

In any case, I will try it.

Volshibnik Konstaveka.

Volshibnik Konstaveka.

What's that sound?

Where is it coming from?

I never knew this was here.

Well done there, my boy.

Nope, no such luck.

This one's locked too.

Oh, man!

We have to hurry it up or else they're going to beat us to the treasure!

Hey, wait!

Hold up!

Where are you going?

Just going to check out this tower.

What for?

Is something there?

I'll race ya!

Then it's a treasure!

That would be so awesome!

It's open!

Huh?

What's the deal, Doofus?

There's nothing here!

I'm sorry, did I say there would be?

Children!

Why don't we call it a day?

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Children!

Okay, you guys, that kinda hurt.

Thanks, Stuart.

You got a soft start.

Yeah, that was fun.

Can we do that again?

Wait a minute, what's this?

It's not a snake.

See, guys, look.

It's just a rope ladder.

Pretty old.

Looks like it used to hang from up there, but snapped at some point.

Stupid snake ladder-making is scared.

So what's the plan, guys?

Wait here for the Doc to come and rescue us?

Or do we keep pushing forward?

That is elementary.

Let's go!

Natasha, I am curious.

About what?

Why was the password the last wizard of this century?

I think that might have been something my great-grandfather was called.

When he was 16, he exhibited his wind-up dolls at the 1900 Paris World's Fair.

And it wasn't too much longer after that that he moved to Russia.

And 1900 was technically the end of the century.

Shouldn't we be there by now?

This place seems to go on forever.

What's wrong, Conan?

I thought I heard a noise.

Is it the scorpion?

I'll check it out.

Conan, wait!

My turn to chase him.

Moore, you stay here and look after the others, will you?

Got it.

Oh, it's you!

Just what I need.

What are those little rugrats doing?

Now, now, Mr. Moore.

Let the children have their fun.

Whatever.

It's a dead end.

Did we take a wrong turn somewhere?

There's only one passageway.

There were no wrong turns to take.

Which means there should be some kind of mechanism here, too.

Wow, pretty birdies!

Huh, that's strange.

That one big bird with the crown has two heads.

An imperial crest with a double-headed eagle.

Yeah.

And behind the crown, is that the sun?

Okay, the sun.

The sun.

Could that be it?

Detective, this might sound a little weird, but try shining a narrow beam of

light on that eagle's crown.

Okay.

It lit up!

What the?

Everyone, get back!

Now I see.

There's a photometer in the wall behind the crown.

It's like we're inside of an egg.

What's this?

It appears to be a coffin.

It's western in design, but it's made of Polonia.

This is one huge lock, though.

Natasha, that key you have!

Oh, right.

What here?

You know, it worked.

Which means, inside the coffin is...

Is it all right if I open it?

Yes, please.

Oh, man, it's a heavy one.

One corpse and one egg.

It almost looks as though the person's holding the egg in their sleep.

Natasha, is it possible this is your great-grandfather?

No, but I think it might be my great-grandmother.

My great-grandfather has a lone grave in Yokosuka, which I always thought was

strange.

But I just assumed she couldn't be buried in her ancestral plot, because she was of

Russian descent, not Japanese.

Natasha, this may not seem the most appropriate time, but please, may I see

the egg for a moment?

Yes.

Here you are.

There is a small hole in the bottom here.

It's empty.

That's impossible.

So, what does this mean?

Empty?

Oh, is that a matryoshka?

A matryoshka?

Yeah, I have one kind of like it at home.

My daddy's friend went to Russia and brought it back for me as a souvenir.

What's a matryoshka?

Is that right?

A wooden doll that opens to reveal several smaller dolls inside, also called nesting

dolls.

Yes, that is a possibility.

Here, have a look.

It appears the notches inside are meant to keep the inner egg in place.

Damn it!

If only we had both eggs, we'd know for sure.

But we do have both eggs.

I thought this might come up, so before we left Mr. Sebastian's yacht, I borrowed

this.

Detective, you didn't borrow it without telling him, did you?

Oh, come now.

Surely you know me better than that.

Let us test it out then.

Perfect fit.

So then, Mr. Kosyga did not make two separate eggs.

He made them both as one unified piece.

I know that look.

It's just... I can't shape the feeling.

There's more to the eggs than just fitting inside each other.

I don't know, something worthy of the name The Last Wizard of the Century.

Those are some impressive-looking diamonds.

No, I don't think those are diamonds.

I think they're just plain glass.

Glass?

Wait a minute.

Come to think of it.

The glass inside the egg's lid?

Kiichi's office?

The mechanism with the light?

And now, that pedestal.

It has to be.

The pieces of glass in the eggs, they're meant to be lenses.

Sergei!

Let me see the eggs!

No more of your hair-brain!

Easy, more.

Come on, he's just a kid.

Anything I can help with?

Yeah, bring your flashlight!

Narrow the beam down and put it on the pedestal.

I can do that.

Saron!

Sergei!

I need you guys to put out all the candles!

Alright, what's this all about?

Watch, you'll see.

Look at that.

You can see right through them.

The figurine of the imperial family is rising without any winding up.

There's a photometer inside just like in the eagle's crown before.

What the hell?

Are those what I think they are?

Those are photographs of Tsar Nicholas and his family.

I see.

The figurine was of the family looking at a very special kind of book.

A family album?

So that's why he called it the memory's egg.

Oh, Jean-Moi, I have no doubt that had the imperial family survived to receive this

egg, it would have been the most magnificent, thoughtful gift ever given

them.

Oh, man.

I see why he was called the last wizard of the century.

Your great-grandpa was amazing.

Thank you.

I think my great-grandmother would have been delighted to hear that.

Excuse me, Natasha?

Up there, isn't that a picture of your great-grandfather?

What?

That one, with those two people sitting together.

It is.

Then that must be my great-grandmother with him.

After all this time, it's her.

I finally get to see what she looks like.

This must be the only photograph taken of her in Japan.

Master Kosaka must have added it in after she passed.

Is that...?

No way.

Natasha looks just like her.

This egg is Kiichi Kosaka's... no, all of Japan's treasured legacy.

The Russian state hereby forfeits all ownership rights of both eggs to you.

It is clear they are worth most in your hands.

Thank you, Mr. Secretary.

But the inner egg belongs to Chairman Sebastian.

Don't worry.

I'll speak to Chairman Sebastian myself.

I'm sure he'll understand.

Hey, come to think of it, where'd Infantino go?

How does Rasputin fit in?

He wasn't in any of the pictures.

But he was close to the Imperial family.

Yeah, he was in that photo with Kiichi.

That Russian G, it can't be!

In any case, all's well that ends well, right?

Richard, move!

Alrighty then.

Look out!

What's the big idea, brat?

Rachel, don't!

No!

More, you take care of things here.

Infantino!

There has to be some kind of switch that opens it from down here.

This one's different from the rest.

Hold it right there, Scorpion.

You're completely off your rocker, if you think we'll just let you go.

We know who you really are.

You claim to be Chinese.

But you're actually of Russian descent.

As a matter of fact, you're a descendant of the Mad Monk Rasputin.

Aren't you?

Say it on.

What's this?

The passage is sealed!

Wait, does that mean we can't get out?

Alright, everybody, follow me.

What?

Just shut up and do what I say.

Okay.

It took me a while to figure it out.

That voice, Segway?

You told us your name is Pusuchinran.

But when you rearrange the syllables, it's an anagram for the Chinese version of

Rasputin.

But, you're dead!

I killed you!

You think you have a claim to the Romanovs' treasures.

Because they were supposed to go to Rasputin, who shared a deep connection

with the Imperial family.

So you took it upon yourself to avenge your ancestor and take back all those

treasures on his behalf.

Your obsession with shooting people in the right eye is all part of your violent plan

for revenge.

No way.

Infantino?

What?

My bowtie is more than just stylish.

It's got a voice changer that can mimic anyone's voice I want.

Who the hell are you?

Conan Edogawa.

Detective.

You killed Segway for the obvious reason.

Because he was in a position where he could expose your true identity.

Thanks to Segway going from cabin to cabin, capturing everyone on tape.

It happened so fast you didn't turn down the photo on your dresser.

Thing was, it wasn't a picture of your boyfriend.

It was of Grigori Rasputin.

Grigori starts with a G, which in Russian looks like an upside-down L.

So his Russian signature on the photo in Kiichi's room wouldn't have made your

connection to him obvious.

But you were convinced that Segway caught your photo of Rasputin on video,

and you couldn't risk the chance that he didn't, so you killed him.

Did I leave anything out, Saron?

Oh yeah, I mean Scorpion.

Color me impressed, little boy.

I take it you killed Infantino simply because he had the misfortune of running

into you while you were attaching the silencer to that gun.

My, my, it's almost as if you saw it yourself.

But the reason you went after Richard is because you felt he insulted your precious

ancestor.

What's the big deal, Dad?

Who was Rasputin?

Oh, well, I'm not entirely sure, but he was one of the greatest villains of

the past century.

And then, you made me mad trying for Rachel.

Okay, I think I've heard enough of your mouth.

It's time for you to shut it.

For good!

That's a Walther PPKS you're pointing at me, right?

The magazine in that model holds a total of eight rounds.

One each for Infantino, Rachel, and the old man.

With the five you already wasted on me, you're out of bullets.

Here's an interesting tidbit.

Apparently, you didn't know that if there's already a bullet in the chamber

when you load an eight bullet magazine, you get a total of nine shots.

In other words, there's still one bullet left in this gun, and it's got your name

on it.

Then go ahead and shoot.

If there really is a bullet left in that gun.

You foolish child.

Tough break there, Scorpion.

But I asked my good friend the Doc to upgrade my specs with special bulletproof

glass.

Conan, hey, are you alright?

Oh yeah, I guess.

Come on, let's get out of here.

You're alive!

Take a look at what Detective Santos managed to get back.

Nice, huh?

Then what the heck happened to the Scorpion?

Arrested and taken off to jail.

Turns out he was a she, Saron.

What?

Saron was the Scorpion?

Here, Natasha, Santos said to give it to you.

Thank you.

Can't believe Saron was the Scorpion.

She had such beautiful legs.

What?

Natasha, I'm sorry it turned out like this.

Wish there was something I could do.

It's okay, the castle may have burned down.

But I still have this precious egg my great grandfather made.

Besides, I think the basement ought to survive undamaged.

Yes, once everything has calmed down, we'll make sure your great grandmother is

buried next to Master Kosaka.

So the Phantom Thief kid never even showed up at all, did he?

You think maybe he really is dead?

Oh no, the kid's still alive.

Wow, your dad's already out cold.

No surprise, he was exhausted.

Yeah, can't say I blame him.

A lot happened.

Rachel, what's up?

Thank you for saving me at the castle.

You were really cool back there.

You were exactly like Jimmy.

Seriously, exactly like Jimmy.

Rachel...

But you are different people, aren't you?

Tell me I'm not crazy.

Please, Conan.

I can't do this anymore.

Rachel, listen, it's...

The truth, the real truth is that I am...

Jimmy Kudo.

Huh?

Jimmy, is that really you?

What kind of greetings is that supposed to be?

I came all the way back home to check on you, because I heard you just went through

one heck of an ordeal.

How is... because... but...

You jerk!

What have you been doing?

Why don't you ever call?

Sorry about that, it's just been case after case.

I have to leave again.

And tonight too, I'm afraid.

Wait right here, I'll get you some dry clothes.

Not so fast, kid.

Gotta admit, you had me fooled.

I never even suspected it was you on Sebastian's ship disguised as Detective

Santos.

Hey, Santos!

Excellent job on that case yesterday.

Uh, what do you mean?

I've been on vacation in Karuizawa for the past two weeks, sir.

Somehow you knew, or at least anticipated, that something was going to happen on that

ship.

I wasn't a hundred percent certain.

But I placed a bug on the ship's phone line anyway, just to cover my bases.

Yeah, so I realized later that your plan all along was to return the egg to

Natasha, its rightful owner.

You knew it had been crafted by Kiichi Kosaka.

And you also knew that he was known as the last wizard of the century.

Which is why you used the name in your letter.

Ah, you got it all figured out, don't you?

You mean how Natasha's great-grandmother was Maria Nikolaevna?

The daughter of Tsar Nicholas II?

Maria's body was never found.

That's because Kiichi helped her flee to Japan before the rest of her family was

assassinated.

As you know, love blossomed between the two and they had a baby.

But Maria passed away shortly after childbirth.

To conceal and protect her body from the Russian Revolutionary Army, Kiichi sold

her jewels and built a castle.

But he chose a German-style castle rather than a Russian one.

Because her mother, Tsarina Alexandra, was German.

So then, Maria and the first egg were buried in the secret underground chamber.

And in the second egg, he left behind a clue about the castle.

All in the hope a descendant would one day find it.

That his greatest puzzle would answer an even greater mystery.

I have a small piece of advice for you.

There are some mysteries in the world best left alone.

Maybe you're right.

Perhaps it's best to leave this particular mystery out of the history books.

So can you solve this one, great detective?

Why did I show up here as Jimmy Kudo?

Just to bail you, my greatest enemy, out of trouble.

Jimmy!

Don't be stupid.

That's no mystery at all.

You only helped me.

As thanks for looking after this little guy.

So were even.

Thank you for watching.

See you next time.

Thank you

for watching.

Thank you for watching.

I honestly cannot believe you, young man.

Why the heck did you let Jimmy leave again?

Well, um, he promised he was coming back real soon.

He better, cause next time...

That's the welcome he can look forward to.

I think I'll be safer staying as Conan for the foreseeable future.

Thank you for watching.