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Your roses will be
in full bloom soon, won't they?

I think I'll give some to Kyoko.

Oh, you made up your mind?

Dad!

Minako? And Masahiko, too?

What was that shriek?

Let's go find out.

What happened, Yuji?

Kyoko!

MURDER LIES IN A BEAUTIFUL ROSE

A murder case at my own neighbor's house?

Maybe I should sit this one out.

Simply remove your glasses
and conceal your face with hair.

-Like this?
-Conceal more.

-Like this?
-Conceal more.

More?

Conceal more.

Even more?

Perfect, Madam.

Now, you shall be
unrecognizable to your neighbors.

Are you messing with me?

Absolutely not.

Now I look like a complete lunatic!

She looks familiar.

No surprises there. We're neighbors.

What a lovely sight.

Inspector, that's insensitive.
She's been murdered.

Insensitive? I was talking about
this lovely rose garden.

Anyway, I'm told the lovely corpse belongs
to resident freeloader Kyoko Takahara.

"Lovely corpse"? Do you hear yourself?

It seems she was strangled.

Choked to death, huh?

These marks suggest
the killer used something like a towel.

She's wearing a nightgown.
Was she attacked in bed?

She's also barefoot.

No shoes, huh?

These roses

are identical to the ones at my house.

Considering these details,

the victim must've been killed
outside of this rose garden.

In the house, perhaps!

And the crime scene was disguised

just like that Tama River drowning case.

Coincidence, you say?

Inevitable, I say!

Unexpected, per se?

-Or even an anticipated cliché!
-Just a coincidence.

First things first,
take me to her sleeping quarters.

She slept in that annex house.

Oh, a limited edition wristwatch?

-Uh, yeah.
-I have one too, sir.

My family actually owns
Kazamatsuri Motors, you see.

By the way,
I can't let unauthorized persons in here.

I'm only here
because I was told I was needed.

Inspector, he lives here.
He was present when the body was found.

My apologies, sir.

Come, dear Hosho.
Let's dig up some evidence!

Behold, dear Hosho.

I'm beholding, Inspector.

Someone broke into this room,

caused a ruckus,
and strangled Kyoko Takahara.

Huh? This room looks familiar, too.

Which means this room is the crime scene.

Inspector,

what if the murderer trashed the room
to disguise the crime scene?

Can you elaborate, dear?

If the crime was committed here,

that means the murderer
carried the body to the garden.

This annex house
is over 50 meters away from those roses.

The victim was a small woman,

but even a man would struggle
carrying her that distance.

You read my mind.

Shouldering a corpse 50 meters
would certainly be tough.

The crime scene must be
somewhere closer to the rose garden!

Thank you all for being here today.

I'm Kazamatsuri. Kunitachi Police.

Where are your manners, Hosho?

Introduce yourself.

Don't blow my cover!
Can't we just skip the introductions?

Hosho?
We have neighbors of the same name.

And they also have
a daughter around the same age.

Wow, what are the odds?

You don't say! What a coincidence!

And she's quite beautiful.
Don't you agree, Minako?

I beg to differ, Dad.
She's nothing but makeup and outfits.

Hosho?
From that Hosho Group conglomerate?

Yes, she grew up very rich.

I bet she's the president
of one of their affiliates now.

Privileged little princess.

Oh, is that so?

You're so wrong!

-What's your problem?
-Nothing!

Who cares about any of that?!

Kyoko is dead!

And you're all...

It's my understanding that the victim,
Kyoko Takahara, had been living here too.

Yes.

Toshio invited Kyoko to live here with us.

They wanted to get married.

Kozaburo Fujikura,
head of the Fujikura household.

Yuji, weren't you
the one who introduced them?

Fumiyo, Kozaburo's wife.

Not exactly.

She was just a friend of mine.

Yuji Teraoka, a relative.

I took Toshio to a club
in Ginza where she worked

and he instantly fell for her.

I remember now.

She's that number one hostess
who went viral on social media.

She was thoughtful and fun to chat with.

A beautiful person, inside and out.

I beg to differ, Mom.
Kyoko was just makeup and outfits too.

Minako, eldest daughter.

Sis, when are you gonna shut up?!

Toshio, youngest son
and Kyoko Takahara's lover.

Despite that, we all agreed she was
a good match for my little brother.

Oh, so everyone supported
their decision to get married?

No, my father was against it.

He said she wouldn't fit in here.

Masahiko, son-in-law.

I see.

Forensic identification revealed

an estimated time of death
at around 1:00 in the morning.

Where were all of you during that time?

You want alibis?

Well, the four of us men
were playing mahjong last night.

I believe we finished just after midnight.

That's right, sir.

We went back to our rooms after that.

But you can't take family testimonies
as evidence, can you?

No worries.
That rule is merely a formality.

So, you were all alone at 1:00 last night?

My wife and I sleep separately,
and so do our daughter and son-in-law.

At that time of night, I believe everyone
would have been alone in bed.

By the way, do you play mahjong often?

No, yesterday was a special occasion.

It was Toshio's idea.

He asked for our help
to get his dad's blessing.

Your turn, Toshio.

Let's call it a night.

My mind's made up.

I think I'll let
Toshio and Kyoko get married after all.

You mean it?

Sir, are you sure?

Dad, you finally gave your blessing?

But it's too late now...

Toshio...

Yuji, you were the one
to find the body in the garden, right?

Why go there so early in the morning?

Am I a suspect?

Admit it!

You and Kyoko were not friends.
You were secret lovers! Am I wrong?

A possible motive
to get revenge on Toshio.

No, I swear she was just a friend.

That rose garden
wasn't here last time I came.

I happened to wake up early,
so I wanted to take a look.

We built that rose garden ten years ago.

I suppose your last visit was before that.

Yeah, back when I was a student.

Kozaburo's been tending to
that rose garden constantly ever since.

Sorry to interrupt your lively chat,

but did the three of you
mess with Kyoko's body at all?

Huh? Is he fishing for clues?

Those scratches on your hands

came from rose thorns, didn't they?

You three worked together
to carry the body!

Am I right?!

He's actually being clever today.

You did what?!

I can explain!

We wanted to put her on the ground.

Masahiko couldn't bear seeing
her body tangled up in those thorns.

What were you thinking?

It was while you were calling the police,

I tried to tell them to
avoid touching the body.

In the end, we gave up
because of those painful thorns.

I'm used to dealing with those roses,
but this was different.

Back to square one.

-Excuse me, Officer.
-What is it?

I just remembered
I saw something at around 1:00.

I saw my parents

strolling outside.

That wasn't us. Right, dear?

Of course not.
We'd never go on a walk so late at night.

It's possible that

Minako witnessed the murderer
transporting the body in real time.

Perhaps just after
Kyoko Takahara was murdered.

The culprit entered Fumiyo's bedroom,
borrowed the wheelchair,

and wheeled the body to the rose garden.

Do you have any spare wheelchairs?

No, this is my only one.

That confirms it.

The culprit is among us!
And they carried the body via wheelchair!

Inspector!

Anyone else have something to share?

Tango's not here.

Tango?

Kyoko's black cat.

Kyoko always slept with Tango in her arms.

Now that you mention it,
I haven't seen Tango all morning.

The plot thickens.
We have a missing cat now.

We know how the body was transported,

but we still don't know why.

Why would the murderer carry a corpse
all the way to that rose garden?

Is that a storage shed?

Why, hello there.

What's your name, little girl?

Sorry, my mom says I'm not allowed to
talk to strange old men.

Okay, but I'm not an old man.
I'm a young man!

Inspector, don't lie to children!

I'm Rika Fujikura!

Good girl.

What are you doing here, Rika?

I heard Tango meowing.

When I opened the door
to peek inside, I saw Tango acting weird.

Something's wrong!

That leg is injured.

-Injured?
-Poor thing.

Rika? I was wondering where you went.

Oh, Officer.

Did you find anything?

Great timing, ma'am.

This black cat
was Kyoko's pet, correct?

Tango! Yes, that's right.

Oh, no. He's hurt!

That leg was perfectly fine last night.

-Just as I suspected!
-I doubt that.

I thank you for your cooperation.

What did you find out, Inspector?

Last night,
Kyoko Takahara was murdered.

And on the same night, her pet cat
hurts its front leg. How, you ask?

Because the cat was dragged into
the attack at the crime scene.

If the crime had been
committed outside the bedroom,

the cat wouldn't have been harmed.

So that annex bedroom
was, indeed, the true crime scene!

Impressed, dear Hosho?!

Mom, that young man is scary.

Young? He's anything but.

I planned on giving these
to Toshio and Kyoko.

Roses to symbolize
welcoming her into our family.

When Minako got married,
we welcomed Masahiko the same way.

They're a special kind, aren't they?

Yes.

They're Kay roses, right?

Oh, you've heard of them?

I have the same ones at home.

That can't be.

I cross-fertilized them myself.

We only grow them for special occasions
to share with certain acquaintances.

That reminds me,
I sent some to the Hosho residence too.

-Are you sure you're not--
-Hosho, dear!

Oh, coming!
Please excuse me!

Finally, he calls
when I actually need him!

I suppose she's not
Hosho's daughter after all.

This girl isn't nearly as graceful.

I almost got exposed back there.

Madam, that unsightly scowl
has tarnished your once-beautiful face.

Oh, Kageyama.
You really have no filter, do you?

Thank you.

Today, I was told that
I deceive people with makeup and outfits.

That pissed me off to no end!

-I'm pissed off, pissed off!
-Don't take it out on the duck.

Mysteries are better solved
after dinner, right?

Solve me a mystery, Kageyama.

Your wish is my command.

First, if I may,
there's a question I simply must ask.

What?

I feel as though
you're doing this on purpose now.

Madam, is there a reason
you refuse to mature even a little bit?

Come again?!

I haven't matured?!

You're joking, right?!

I'm fairly certain I've matured
a fair amount!

Don't flatter yourself, Madam.

Shut your face!
I've had enough insults today!

I demand an explanation
right here this second!

Why, certainly.

Let's assume that
Inspector Kazamatsuri's theory is correct.

Kyoko Takahara
was killed in the annex bedroom

and her black cat
got injured in the attack.

Afterward, the culprit
brought the body to the rose garden.

But why roses, specifically?

What do you mean?

The Fujikura residence is sprawling with
not only roses, but several other flowers.

The murderer selected roses

despite their distant location.

There must have been a reason
for selecting the roses specifically.

A reason?

Roses boast a trait
which no other flower can claim.

What might that be?

Isn't it obvious?

Love and passion!

Pardon?

They're blazing red, like fiery passion!

Flames of love melting through the heart.

The culprit loved Kyoko
and killed her in a crime of passion!

The rose bed
must've been a symbol of love.

How romantic is that?

Unfortunately,
this isn't your little fantasy world.

I'm trying to be realistic here.

Excuse me? Was that another jab?

Ow, it pricked me.

Oh, of course! Thorns!

Scratches from those roses
factored into the murderer's plan.

Very clever.

The murderer's hands were bloodied
with wounds they wished to hide.

Thus, they chose to
place the corpse atop a bed of roses.

What do you mean,
"wounds they wished to hide"?

Wounds resembling thorn scratches.

And wounds that could prove
the killer's presence at the crime scene.

Wounds resembling thorn scratches?

Oh, cat scratches!

Precisely.

After being scratched by the cat,

the killer camouflaged the wound
with thorn scratches.

Like hiding a leaf in a forest.

Yes.

Just before the crime,
the killer was playing mahjong,

which involves analyzing
your opponents' hands closely.

Clean hands during the game,
yet scratched hands after the crime?

The culprit would be obvious.

To avoid suspicion, the murderer
was present when the body was found

and intentionally arranged for
everyone's hands to get scratched.

Makes sense.
I guess that rules out Kozaburo.

He tends to the roses anyway,
and has no reason to hide his scratches.

That just leaves
Masahiko Fujikura and Yuji Teraoka.

They carried the body via wheelchair!

But isn't it extremely risky
to sneak inside someone's bedroom

just to steal a wheelchair?

Indeed, and the key to solve this mystery
once again lies with that black cat.

The cat?

Lady Rika discovered
the cat inside the storage shed.

If the door was closed,
how did the cat get inside?

Do you think a cat
could open a sliding door by itself?

Well, you never know.

Haven't you seen those animal shows
with cats clever enough to open doors?

Madam, the black cat's
front leg was badly injured.

How could it possibly open a door?

Madam, this is precisely why

you've become a target
for slander and bullying.

You're a puny amateur
who hasn't matured a bit.

You're the only one
slandering and bullying me, mister!

Regardless, the cat could not have
entered the shed by itself.

So, did the door just happen to be open?

Or did someone lock the cat inside?

Trapping the cat would be pointless.

I suspect someone visited the shed
in the middle of the night.

But why?

You mentioned the shed
containing a crib and rocking horse?

If you were more observant,
perhaps you'd have noticed

a stroller used by the killer
to transport the body.

A baby stroller?

Precisely.

Strollers are surprisingly sturdy,

and more than adequate
for transporting a petite lady.

You're right.
That's a reasonable approach.

Which means the murderer is someone
who knew there was a stroller in the shed.

As for the motive,

look no further.

Where might you be headed?

Errands at this hour?
With all that luggage?

I'm taking out the trash.

Trashing that stroller?

Good call. It might have traces
of Kyoko Takahara's DNA.

Masahiko Fujikura,

you're under arrest
for killing Kyoko Takahara.

How on earth did you find out?

Only family members
would have access to the Kay roses.

And there's your
limited edition watch, too.

You're the guy in this picture.

Perhaps Masahiko Fujikura

partook in immoral conduct
with Kyoko Takahara in the past.

All while being married
to someone in the Fujikura family.

Kyoko's presence
puts him in a precarious spot.

Last night, when Kozaburo
finally agreed to the marriage,

Masahiko was likely overcome
with an urge to eliminate her.

Daddy!

Daddy...

Hosho, dear.

It's getting late.
Hop in my car and I'll escort you home.

I'll pass! I can just walk home.

I can't let you do that.
As boss, I'm responsible for your safety.

I don't need protection.

-Hop in, dear!
-Don't worry about me!

Hosho, dear! Aren't you dying
to ride in my Kazamatsuri Motors car?

Hop in! Pronto, bravissimo, capisce...

Subtitle translation by : Logan Lampkins