Original subtitles

This evening, in a staff room at a concert hall, a man was killed.

He was found hanging by his neck.

It looked just like suicide, but luckily the truth emerged.

If it were suicide, we'd never fill a 2 hour drama with it.

A few clues were left at the scene of the crime.

Some kind of ball.

Fake snow, as used in theatre. And also,

some autographs.

To solve this, we need to call one man.

A fan of The Golden Hour and fish sausages,

and who cycles to murder scenes. That kind of man.

Well... Happy New Year.

I may be abrupt, but do you know the story of the three arrows?

It concerns Mouri Motonari from the Sengoku era.

It's easy to break arrows one at a time.

But three arrows put together can't be broken.

Let's see.

Okay, three arrows.

Let's try four.

Well, do you think I can do five?

One second, please.

Imaizumi-kun.

Kneel.

It's a problem, isn't it? Not the number of arrows.

The issue is: who breaks them?

subs: ersby

translation of Aoi Inazuma based on original translation by Yoshino Yuko and Kennedy

Harold Pinter section translated by... er... Harold Pinter, I suppose.

What do you mean?

I was hoping you wouldn't ask.

What else would I say?

Why are you so upset?

We had a promise.

Well, a promise is a promise, but

you need to think more about who you trust.

It all depends on you.

Anyway, I told you I'd do whatever I could.

But after that, I'm not paying another penny.

Okay. I'm not such a bad guy.

You're in a fix.

Isn't that right?

I wish it wasn't like this. I'm a big fan of yours.

You don't have any more questions?

We can talk again when you're not so upset.

Try to forget about it.

Oh, a friend asked me.

Sorry, but could I get your autograph?

Wait. Could you get everyone's?

Temper, temper.

Just to remind you, that old man's fate lies in your hands.

So don't hold a grudge against me.

- Where is everyone? - They haven't finished yet.

Perfect, perfect.

We'll never get caught.

Yeah.

Any progress?

That's okay. Forget about it.

Now it's our turn.

Don't worry. Everything went smoothly.

It's time!

You know we have a show tonight?

You call that feeble effort a rehearsal?

- Tsuyoshi. - Yes.

- You have to focus. - Sorry.

Takuya.

What was that vacant look during your solo?

Everyone, when are you going to snap out of it?

You all seem dazed.

We'll get it right for the show.

- How was my dancing? - Don't make me laugh.

I've been watching Morning Musume...

Are you looking for a punch?

- Failed. - You wish.

Anything else?

Matsusaka-san.

At the moment, you are scheduled to be on stage at 7 o'clock.

Thank you.

Ah, Maeda-san.

Don't worry about us.

We're pros. We'll be ready for the real thing.

If you don't rehearse properly how can you perform properly?

That's exactly why we can do it.

That's a shame for today's audience.

Honestly, that woman drives me nuts...

Typical Maeda-san. She thinks she knows it all.

- Sorry, guys. - You have nothing to be sorry for.

- No, it's my fault. - It's fine. We'll get it right.

We've always worked for each other.

Look, can I say something? I've been thinking.

Really, this is between him and me. You shouldn't be involved.

Don't start with that again.

This isn't only your problem. Okay?

If you're in pain, then we're all in pain. And that's all.

Look, that moron has to die, and it's going to happen.

We've worked out the perfect crime.

But...

Stop worrying.

So? Are we doing it or not?

Tsuyoshi.

Okay.

Shingo, what time is it?

It's 4.31.

Let's go to work.

Matsusaka-san.

How is the timing of the effects for Aoi Inazuma?

Er... Ah! That's fine.

Okay, good.

There was one other thing, though.

What's that?

It's about one of my solos.

The Yoshi Ikuzo one?

Yeah, is it possible to have something like snow falling?

Snow?

Yeah, paper snow falling from the ceiling.

We can try and sort something out, but I can't be sure.

- Not enough time. - Yeah.

Is everyone too busy?

Well, I could ask one guy...

If you could... I'm counting on you.

Okay. I'll do what I can.

Hello. I've booked your seats.

I'll be waiting for you.

Maeda-san.

Okay, thanks again.

Oh, Matsusaka-san...

The silicon in my nose is bent. Could you get someone to look at it?

Only joking.

What did Kimura-san want?

He asked for some fake snow.

Snow? Now?

Get Togashi-san to do it. He's not busy.

Okay, boss.

- Murayama-san. - Yes?

I really am sorry about that.

I think everyone's getting tired because of the schedule.

I'm well aware of that.

I'm sure you do, but the atmosphere's changed too.

We're going to focus our energy and try harder.

We've all discussed it.

I guess that's okay, then.

Please look forward to the show.

Oh, Maeda-san, there was one other thing.

- Have you got my castanets? - Ah...

We do. It's just here.

I need to practice.

Don't worry. It'll all turn out fine.

Shingo, are you going too?

Yeah. I'll head off now.

Try not to think too much.

I'm making everyone worry.

It's fine. We all agreed. Why beat yourself up?

- Thanks for your help. - Not at all.

Togashi-san?

Have you got a minute?

I hardly have a second.

I have a favour to ask you.

Is it possible or impossible?

I need some stuff bought for me.

ああ一ん'・・ 無主里な木目言炎だな Ah... why are you asking me?

I'm begging you,

I was thinking I could have a surprise magic act in the show.

And everybody would be like "woah!" and be amazed.

But to do this trick, I need some rope, you see.

You can keep the change.

Remember, I want it to be a surprise for the other guys, too.

You have to make sure no one notices you've gone.

Togashi-san. Murayama-san's been looking for you.

Snow?

They need to be cut into little triangles.

- See? Could I leave it with you? - All of it?

There's only twenty.

Thanks for this.

Is that so? Yes. Yes, I understand.

Hey, how about the food?

I asked Maeda-san. It'll be delivered at six o'clock.

Togashi is back. He's in the staff room making snow.

I got it for you.

Thanks very much.

What are you doing?

What does it look like? I'm making snow.

Snow?

How did I end up stuck with this job?

I have to cut this lot into triangles.

Well,

You need somewhere quiet to do that.

And I know just the place.

I found this earlier.

I think it used to be a staff room.

But now, nobody uses it.

Whenever I can, I come here to get away from it all.

No one bothers you here.

You can lock the door, so no one can get in.

Thanks for telling me.

Okay, okay.

Right, then...

this is the point of no return.

Hang on a second.

Could you give me ten minutes.

Why? What's going on?

- I just want to check once more. - Why are you being like this?

- It's not the right time for that. - I know.

I know that there's no way Togashi can live.

He's hurt Tsuyoshi.

I'm with you guys. We can't forgive him.

- Spot on. - But...

But can we really go through with it?

We've been over this time and time again. Why say this now?

There's no such thing as a good murder. We already know that.

I'm the leader, though. I'm responsible for you all.

If you just worry, nothing'll get done.

We spent ages making sure our plan was perfect.

No one messes with us.

- Just ten minutes. - No way.

- Please. - Five.

Okay.

What do you want?

We can pay the five million this week.

After that, you leave us in peace.

That's our offer.

You make me laugh.

I'm not sure what Kusanagi-san told you.

I asked for ten million.

Please understand, we can't get that kind of money.

It's hard to trust a star like you.

It's true.

When you tell me this, I feel like asking for 20 million.

I'm busy. Get out.

It's up to me if SMAP has a future.

SMAP will never end.

Rather than waste my time, send your friend up to talk.

Sorry to say this, but

you're going to Hell.

I expect so, yes.

And together... now.

It's currently 5.20.

For our alibi to work, we have to be ready by six.

- Hey, let me do it. - What do you mean?

Why am I being left out?

I understand, but we're doing this for you.

Well, okay. But so what?

Look. When they find the body, you'll be suspect number one.

So you're the one that needs a perfect alibi.

And the perfect alibi is a real one.

Tsuyoshi, while we're dealing with Togashi,

your job is to be seen by as many people as possible.

X time is 6.10.

After this there's the show to do so let's go.

- I'm not joking! - Cut it out!

Why is it always about you? What about me for a change?

Shingo!

You've just become his sidekick.

- Are you jealous or something? - Jealous?

- Shingo, stop it. - Get off me!

I'm sick of your lies.

Huh? What are you on about?

Matsusaka-san! Maeda-san!

It's a disaster!

You get all the bits about food.

While me and Tsuyoshi-kun get stuck with the jokes.

You're welcome to try, you moron.

I'm serious, man.

Shingo, stop. Look.

- What's this? - Put that back.

What the hell are you doing!

Let me at him! Let go!

Just get him out of here!

Get off me!

- Open it! - Now, wait a second!

Oi! You gotta be kidding!

I'll take the key.

What's going on?

Does Shingo-kun usually do this?

I've never seen him like this.

Open this door!

Stop screwing me around! Oi!

Open up! Stop wasting my time!

That was tough.

I know when his problem with Kimura began.

He wasn't allowed to sing Yukikuni.

He had to dance at the back, dressed like the Abominable Snowman.

I can't believe how petty they are.

Since then, they haven't got on together.

- What's your problem? - Can I work in this situation?

Stop messing around.

Kimura, we're in a fix.

Sure, Shingo was wrong, but why should the audience suffer?

No matter what happens, the show must go on.

Because we're professionals, right?

- Okay, so what will you do? - That's up to Shingo.

You don't get it, do you?

Ah, that's all...

As it stands, I refuse to sing a single song. Sorry.

- Wait, Kimura! - What the-

Break it up, guys!

Shut up! I'm sick of your yapping.

I'm done. Thanks, everyone!

Matsusaka-san, we need a room.

- Hang on. - It's between us two.

- Forget it. - Trust me.

- We can't leave you together. - Matsusaka-san.

The projection room should be empty.

- Get the key. - Yes.

- Hey. - What is it?

And what do you want?

Get in.

Trust me, and get in.

What's up with you? Is this a joke?

- But... - Don't worry. We'll be fine.

When he acts like this, I'm bound to worry.

- Let me - - I'll do it.

- Seriously? - We have to work this out ourselves.

Ah, what a headache.

- What's going to happen? - I have no idea.

Will the show be cancelled?

Of course it won't. This is no laughing matter.

How's the costume?

Well, about that...

Ah, that's pretty bad. Is that for the Presley medley?

Well, Shingo will have to sing without a costume. It's his own fault.

The thing is, this is Kusanagi-kun's.

So, Shingo's locked up in a room? I can't believe it.

- I'm stunned. - Well, quite. The thing is...

Kusanagi-san, your costume was damaged in the fight.

My costume?

- The Presley Medley one. - Oh, that one.

We're trying to get hold of a new one now.

But with so little time we might not make it.

I see. What next?

We've come up with a plan B in case it doesn't.

We've found some more pants, so we can use those.

We can?

Luckily, there's another costume we can use.

Right.

We just need to measure you to see if you'll fit.

That's fine.

- I'm sorry to bother you... - It's not your fault. Let's go.

Right away.

What kind of costume is it?

It's a clown. Like you see on parades.

One of the venue staff mentioned it.

But we're doing Presley songs.

With all the smoke and lights, no one will notice.

- Wow, your hems are pretty low. - I guess they are.

- Please wait a second. - Sure.

Did you hear? His costume was ripped.

Murayama-san.

Yes!

I was practising in my room when they broke.

- Do you still have the string? - I lost it.

Ah, I see. Well, I'll buy some new ones for you.

Don't bother. I don't have time to learn them properly.

Now Goro-san is playing up.

Without his castanets, how is he going to dance the flamenco?

What else could he do?

He said he could be a tap dancer.

Tap?

Yes, he did it in a concert last year.

Sorry about all this.

No, I just don't want to do anything substandard.

- Your tap dancing's okay? - Yes. I need 30 minutes alone.

Just need to remind myself.

If I can't do it, then we can cut my bit out.

I understand.

As long as you're like this, I can't help.

So what? I am who I am.

Would you stop saying that!

I have to keep reminding you.

I am who I am. You are who you are. Okay?

But we're a group. We can't have this attitude.

And would you stop saying that, too!

It's true, isn't it?

- I'll just take this. - Please do.

Hello? Yes. Is that so?

I understand. I'll be right there.

- Kusanagi-san? - Yes?

It seems there's a problem with the costume.

I just need to go and check.

- Go? - Yes. Sorry.

- Should I wait here? - Yes. Thank you.

- You're late! - Sorry. Let's get going.

It's us.

We've got two minutes. We have to hurry.

No. Absolutely not.

Maeda-san!

Can I leave these pamphlets here?

Sure. How are they?

Maeda-san, about these seats...

Ah, these are reserved for an important client.

Maeda-san, could you confirm these tickets, please?

Sure... eh?

Where's the ticket for Takai-san from Fuji TV?

Maeda-san. The bento boxes are here.

Okay...

Hello?

- How's it going? - Fine. Don't worry.

Your food is here.

Oh really? Could you put them in the staffroom please?

Don't worry about us.

Okay, thanks.

The food is here. Let's get going.

Kusanagi-san. Ta daa! This is definitely...

Huh?

Kusanagi-san...

- Wait! - Why are you here?

- I have to come too. - What are you saying?

If you're here, our whole plan will be ruined.

I knew that, but...

- I couldn't just sit there - Idiot. Go back.

- I'm begging. - This is a problem.

We've no choice. Let's all go.

- And our alibi? - We'll sort that out later.

What the hell?!

When that guy's dead, he's the prime suspect!

And if he's a suspect, then we all are.

Look, I know how you feel.

Just go back.

It's too late. Let's all do it.

- Please. - Well?

Nakai-kun?

He can come.

- I don't know how this'll end. - Okay. Let's go.

I'm with you.

Is this okay..?

Er... 150 deluxe bento boxes. I'll need you to sign.

Thanks. What kind are they?

Well, each box is about so big.

And the rice and vegetables are separate.

Please wait while I get a trolley.

Thanks.

I'm still worried about our alibi.

Say you had to do your pre-show exercises near the motor pool.

I got it.

What for?

Shingo can say he saw him. You can see it from that room.

I see.

This all depends on you.

Okay, leave it to me.

Sorry, everyone.

- It won't fit. - Sorry, but could you carry them in?

2 minutes 3 seconds.

Sorry but could you take the stairs?

Third floor.

Sorry, but can you take them out again?

Isn't there someone you can call?

The production staff? Impossible.

You only have to put them there.

Shingo. A little to the left. Okay, okay.

Can't you get me some help, here?

Togashi.

What's going on?

Is it heavy?

Please.

Quick! The elevator!

Are you okay, Tsuyoshi?

Hurry.

Ok, is it done?

Get going!

After all that, he cut them square.

- So? We gotta move. - Wait a sec.

What?

- My necklace broke. - Seriously?

What do they look like?

But the elevator...

I know!

Do a quick search.

How many pieces are there?

How many?

There should be six.

- In total? - Yeah. Three white and three pink.

Just one more...

We don't have much time.

Thanks for all your work.

If you... could just... sign here please.

Got it!

Got it?

Got it!

Quick! The elevator!

Let's go.

Here you are. Thanks again.

Hope I work with you again soon.

How is he?

Didn't I tell you not to worry?

Okay. I guess we should let Shingo out now. Right?

I apologise.

Let the audience in.

Okay.

How did the practise go?

I think it'll be fine.

Thanks.

- What's wrong? - He can't lift his arm up.

Was it when you fought with Togashi?

He was pretty strong.

Have you torn something?

- I don't think so. - Can you try and lift it?

Hang on. Until here.

Ow!

- That far? - Yeah. Here.

Ah, it's impossible.

- This is a problem for us. - No, I'll manage.

- You can't perform like that. - Better to quit.

What shall we tell Maeda-san?

- Shall we say you fell? - Sounds good.

- That won't work. - Why not?

Tsuyoshi.

What now?

- That. - Woah!

His fingers left a mark.

Ow ow ow.

Well, you don't have to dance.

Only "Aoi Inazuma" is the problem.

Why?

Yeah yeah yeah...

- Oh, that bit. - We can change it.

- What? Now? - Just the "yeah yeah yeah" bit.

If we only change that, it'll be suspicious.

- Not all of it! - It can't be done!

- Sure it can. - How can I remember a new dance?

You don't have a choice.

But I still need to practise my tap routine.

You want me to learn another dance, too?

For this bit... how's your left arm?

- Fine. - Okay, so the left arm...

- Hey, where's that snow? - Where's Togashi-san?

- Beats me. - He can't wander off like that.

- Shall I go and look for him? - No! We'll do it.

"Blue Lightning..."

"... the fire hurts..." How's this?

And turn.

Go right, go left, go right again, then hit your mark, pow.

10 minutes to stand-by, everyone.

- Thanks. - Thank you.

- Oh, by the way. - Yes?

Can I get your number?

- Later. - Okay.

- Thanks again. - This guy...

That was close...

Okay, focus, focus. All together...

Break a leg, everyone.

Let's do this.

Everyone's in their places. We can begin.

Got it.

I can see you've changed. I notice you don't want to kiss me.

It's like holding onto an empty shell.

If you're not with me, It makes me worry.

And my doubts just keep increasing.

You said that you were tired,

And then you left with your hair in a mess

A blue lightning hits me and the fire hurts. Get you.

Like your cold skin makes me hurt. You're playing with my heart.

But I want you to. I miss you.

A blue lightning hits me and the fire hurts. Get you.

Like your cold skin makes me hurt. You're playing with my heart.

But I want you to. I miss you.

- Glad you got here, sir! - Phew!

I heard it was near the sea, so I got on my bike, but it was so far.

The Daisan-Keihin Road isn't made for bicycles.

We've all been awaiting your arrival.

Really? This is a rare model. I don't want it stolen.

I'll look after it.

Er... your name...

Mukoujima, as I recall.

Yes. But I got divorced last year.

Now I use my former name.

- Your family name? - Right.

- And now? - It's Higashikuniburu.

I'll never remember that. Sorry.

Sir!

Take this box to forensics. Right.

Hey, do that properly. No short cuts!

Hey you. Have you taken photos over there? Get on with it!

What were you doing at that time?

I was in the staffroom having some food delivered.

By the elevator.

- This was on the third floor? - Yes.

Glad you got here, sir.

Sir!

I'm not glad to be here.

Okay. That all seems clear.

Ah, Furuhata-san!

You look tired.

So many stairs...

Would you like to see the body?

Okay. Was it really suicide?

Well, it is judging by the circumstances.

They're still taking photos so please don't touch.

I'll stay here, then.

The deceased was Togashi Akio-san. 41 years old. He worked at the venue.

He was found hanging by a rope around his neck.

He probably used that chair you're on now to climb up,

- before kicking it away. - Is that so?

Would you like to see what was in his pockets?

- Later. - Sure.

Time of death was... er... at eight past six. We know this

because the venue switchboard noticed the phone was off the hook.

Maybe, when the cord tightened he lashed out with one leg

knocking the phone to the floor.

- Are you listening? - What's that?

The deceased's possessions.

There's no suicide note.

What was he doing up here?

He was making snow.

Snow?

He was making it out of paper.

He was working hard for the concert.

What concert?

- The SMAP concert. - SMAP?

You don't know them?

Well, I've heard the name.

Nakai-kun, Kimura-kun, Kusanagi-kun, Inagaki-kun, Katori-kun.

You're not interested?

I suppose Golden Half is more your era, Furuhata-san.

SMAP...

- Have we contacted his family? - Not yet.

Well, could you?

When I give an order, jump to it!

- I suspect he lives alone. - Why would you think that?

His laundry ticket here.

And a note about a failed postal delivery.

Well, go and double check.

Right away.

He seems pretty sharp.

Well, with a little experience, he might turn out okay.

Ah!

This is...

What?

Furuhata-san, this gum is supposed to be good for you.

Xylitol brand.

It's best if you don't talk any more.

Take it away.

Sir.

Wait...

Yes?

What's the date today?

The tenth.

- Dead? - How? - They're still investigating.

Is there something strange about his death?

- I didn't say that. - Will they question us?

It's not a murder, so I wouldn't worry.

Tsuyoshi.

Yes?

- Could I have a second? - Sure.

- That seemed okay. - Hey...

I just remembered something.

It's a shock, isn't it?

But why did he kill himself?

I heard he was in debt.

They say he owed money to the Yakuza.

- Really? - Yes.

I'm only asking because I want to be sure...

you didn't have anything to do with it, did you?

As if.

Well, that's fine, then.

But it was a suicide, right?

Seriously?

What's up?

Shingo messed up.

He left a fingerprint there.

Are you absolutely sure?

You're right handed, so why'd you use your left?

Maybe it was your right?

It was definitely the left.

What did he touch?

- The light switch. - When we left, he turned it off.

I planned it all, apart from the gloves.

I was careful until the end.

- Why didn't you have gloves? - I borrowed them.

- It's my fault. - Stop saying that.

So what next?

Do that properly!

Chatting is forbidden.

Good grief...

Is it okay if we have a look around?

Please do.

Furuhata-san!

Allow me to introduce you.

This is Lieutenant Furuhata.

Hello.

This is Kimura-kun and Katori-kun.

How do you do.

So, how's it going?

We've only just started.

It's not every day you get to see a real crime scene.

We were hoping we could have a nose around. Yeah?

Sure. I never understood why it was police-only anyway.

You've been in police dramas, right?

Yes.

Please, feel free.

Thanks.

"Aoi Inazuma."

Huh?

What's that thing in Aoi Inazuma?

After you sing about something burning.

After that.

"Get you"?

"Gecchu"?

Get. You.

Get you, get you, get you... gecchu.

I guess singing means you can't pronounce it right.

Shingo-kun.

What?

If it's a suicide, why are you looking for fingerprints?

Bistro SMAP.

That's you, isn't it? Bistro SMAP.

Yeah.

How long does it take to record that show?

Usually one episode takes two hours.

- Really? - Yeah.

That sounds tough... Hold on.

Hey!

Don't think you can do whatever you want.

This is a crime scene. For us police, it's sacrosanct.

Like a sanctuary. And don't forget it. Idiot.

I do apologise.

Real police work is completely different.

Really? I always think TV detectives look cooler than us.

- What did you ask me? - Oh, nothing.

Fingerprints. It was fingerprints.

I see. Well, we always check even if it's a suicide.

Pika-san. Pika-san.

Pika-san, isn't it?

Why don't you search the corridor outside?

I will.

- Is that his nickname? - Can you tell why?

Like a light going on... Pika-san.

But was it really a suicide?

Well, I can't say for sure. There's one thing bothering me.

Where is it?

Ah, got it, got it.

It's this thing here.

It was found in the deceased's pocket.

It's a receipt, you see.

Take a closer look.

It's a receipt for some rope and it's dated today.

This is the receipt for the rope he used to hang himself.

- Isn't that odd? - I guess.

Of course, it might be wrong about this,

But strange things usually are important.

"My dream is MORIMORI"

Huh?

"My dream is MORIMORI". I loved that show.

You played Akamatsu-kun, right?

You remember that?

Shingo-kun!

You can't touch anything!

Huh?

You turned the light on.

- You can't do things like that. - Ah, sorry.

- You idiot. - What's going on?

It was Katori-kun.

Er... it just seemed a bit dark, so I thought I could help.

That's nice of you.

But until we're finished here, please don't touch anything.

Sorry.

Sorry, everyone.

Everyone, be aware that Katori-kun just touched that switch.

Shingo, let's go.

You're going already?

Well... he has an early start tomorrow.

Ah, that's tough. I understand.

- Thank you very much. - Thanks.

Work hard, everyone.

Thank you.

Sleep well.

- I can't believe that detective. - What is it?

He's bothered by the receipt for the rope.

It looks like he kept it so he could claim the expenses.

- Seriously? - This is bad.

Excuse me!

- Could I have a second? - Huh?

Could I get a photo with you?

Okay, just stand there, please.

Sorry.

Okay then.

Sorry again.

Let's do it.

Get on with it. I'm working here.

- Just take it. - Want to be in it too?

- No, I'm fine. - Then cut it out.

Well... if you insist.

Okay, me too.

Quickly!

Have you got the flash on?

Yes.

- Don't give me red-eye. - Okay.

Okay, here we go.

Ah, sorry. I think I blinked. Can we do one more?

One second, please.

You should say 3, 2, 1.

I remember now. You were in "Sold out! Kid's Academy"

- You saw that? - Yeah. Those kids could dance.

You've got a good memory.

It was a fun show.

Okay, here we go!

Now! Wait a second.

- Okay. - 3, 2, 1...

Huh? Did someone just drop something?

What's this?

Some kind of ball?

Pincers.

Isn't it a bead from a necklace?

Check if there's a Buddha statue with a missing necklace.

Sir.

- I thought we got it all. - There was a seventh piece?

No way. I'm sure there was only six.

But you've only got five now.

It must have fallen out when I put them in my pocket.

What's the problem?

I wouldn't worry, but it could become a problem.

He won't work it out. We're fine.

But why only one?

Lucky it was a cheap necklace.

Screw you.

SMAP were nice, weren't they? I love SMAP.

This is no joke!

You can't change the production now.

Why are you even asking?

I do apologise.

There's nothing wrong with my choreography.

It'd be nice to hear that for once.

That's not what I'm trying to say.

I'll ask them tomorrow.

I've never worked under these conditions before.

Hey, has something happened?

He seems quite upset.

They decided to change the choreography.

That's why he's annoyed.

- That man is the choreographer? - Yes.

What's wrong?

Well, it's only one song, but he did the routine for it.

SMAP changed the whole thing.

- Why? - I've no idea.

Hey.

Does this happen a lot.

It's the first I've heard.

Thank you very much.

Maeda-san, have you been with SMAP for long?

I'll say. I knew them before they debuted.

Ah, is that so?

I'm focused on tonight's concert.

It's in another venue. Here's our schedule.

Thank you.

That's just for reference, though.

A general outline.

Apart from that... there was one more thing.

If I was able to get... for the concert...

I can get you some tickets.

Thank you very much. I'm glad.

But, you know, it's odd.

What is?

About the SMAP concert.

You have enough fans to fill Tokyo Dome, right?

- Yes. - So why play in this small venue?

They wanted to make a memorable concert to raise funds

for the Kinderheim.

The child support centre? That Kinderheim?

You can call it that. It's where they all started out.

Ah, I think I read something about that.

With that in mind, this concert had a special meaning for them.

I see now.

It all started there.

So this is like a former home to them.

It's their home ground, basically.

Put the gun down.

Stay there!

I know, I know. Don't shoot. Okay? Don't shoot.

Okay?

Don't move!

Cut!

Who the Hell is that?!

Really? It's like that? Sorry about that.

This is yours.

Sorry, everyone. I heard a shot and my training took over.

Sorry. And sorry to you, too, Kimura-san.

That's an NG.

But I thought it was suicide.

Does it need that much thinking about?

Ever done one of those wire puzzles?

Well, yes.

The more you think about it, the more you become stuck.

The answers don't come easy.

Well, quite. But we've spoken to everyone, so don't be offended...

Yes?

I was saying, please don't be offended.

- Sure. - We asked the staff for their alibi,

for six o'clock onwards.

Kimura-san, you were in a meeting room, weren't you?

- Yes, the meeting room. - With Nakai-san.

- Huh? - There was some trouble.

Is that what it was?

You want to meet him too? He's working elsewhere today.

Yes, I have a couple of things to ask.

- I can take you. - Really?

Thank you. Very kind.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Here we are. Everything's been prepared for me.

We have here some genuine bars of gold.

It must be worth a lot.

How much are they worth?

- 80 million yen. - Eighty million!

I see. But here's the problem.

One of these is a fake.

Among these is a gold bar made from tofu.

Understand? Made out of tofu.

Well, let's begin, I guess.

One of these five gold bars is made from tofu.

Please write your answers.

Okay. Singing time starts!

Is everyone okay with this? Which one of these is fake?

Furuhata-san is just checking on our alibis.

Alibi?

Nakai-san, at the time of the incident,

you were in a meeting room, right?

- Right. - With Kimura-san.

- Right. - Thank you very much.

- Is that it? - That's all.

But there is one other thing...

Could I get your autographs? I'd be very grateful.

Is this part of the investigation?

No, just for me.

I remember watching "Now is the time, the first year of Heisei"

Ah, really? Thanks very much.

You played Shino Hiroko's brother.

- He's seen a lot. - Thank you very much.

If you want, we can get you into the concert.

- No problem. - Really? Thank you.

By the way, I heard you changed the choreography on a song.

- News travels fast, huh. - Kimura-san, if you could...

Er, but why?

- Well, the music changed. - Oh, wasn't it Aoi Inazuma?

- Aoi Inazuma is Aoi Inazuma - Right.

But the live arrangement has to be changed.

Is that so?

And so the dance has to change too.

- To match the music. - I see. But isn't it odd?

Thank you very much.

Maybe it's because I'm an amateur,

but isn't that usually done during rehearsals?

- Well, we did it at rehearsals. - Yes.

From the start, the music and the dance didn't go together.

- it felt weird. - I see.

It's like an egg.

Until you break it, you can't tell if it's cooked.

We're really grateful for all his work.

But we're the ones who have to do it.

Is that how it is? It's tough, isn't it?

- And thank you once again. - Want a look round the set?

You've been kind enough already. I'll leave you to your work.

I thought I was going mad.

This evening. Just now.

Wondering whether to phone you.

I had to phone you.

It took me... two hours to phone you.

And then you were with the kids.

I thought I wasn't going to be able to see you.

I thought I'd go...

I was in the rehearsal room working on my tap routine.

I spoke to staff who say it was a last minute change.

Ah, it was originally a flamenco dance.

Right.

But an hour before, the castanets broke, so I changed it.

- You practised alone? - It's better that way.

Ah, I see.

I guess this means I don't have an alibi.

I learnt the tap routine a year ago.

It's not easy to remember it in just thirty minutes.

If I'd gone to murder someone, I would never remember it.

- This is my alibi, isn't it? - Yes.

Okay. Was there anything else?

- This rehearsal here. - Yes?

What is it for?

If I told you, you wouldn't know it.

Shakespeare?

- "Betrayal" by Harold Pinter - Huh?

- Don't worry if you don't know it. - Pinter...

I saw you in "Young Family."

You were one of Ishida Ayumi-san's children.

If that's all, then...

Oh, yes, your rehearsal. Thank you.

But, if it's not a bother, could I get an autograph?

If you don't mind.

At that time, I was locked in a room.

They took the key, so I couldn't get out.

What were you and Kimura-san fighting about?

Well?

Because I pointed out how selfish Kimura had become.

I guess I caused it.

- Furuhata-san, want to try? - What? Me?

- It feels good. - Perhaps, but it's not for me.

Katori-san, weren't you the voice of Riya in Akazukin Chacha?

That was a great series.

Yesterday, when I was locked up...

I saw Tsuyoshi outside doing some exercises.

Kusanagi-san?

It was exactly six o'clock. I remember checking my watch.

There was still an hour to go, but we have to get warmed up.

He was wearing jeans when I saw him.

He works hard without complaining. I wish I were like that.

It's almost depressing.

Is that how it is...

- Here you are. - Thank you very much.

I was in the staffroom getting measured for a costume.

After that I went outside to do some exercises.

But no one saw me, so that's no good.

- As an alibi, I mean. - Not at all.

You're not working today?

I have this afternoon off.

So I always come here to relax.

I see. It is nice here, if a little cold.

About Togashi-san.

I hear you got him his job.

Right.

I'll get it.

Thanks.

How did you know Togashi-san?

I knew you'd ask me that.

It's just that, as a friend, did he cause any trouble for you?

I wouldn't call him a friend, more an acquaintance.

He was looking for work.

I just got him hired to be part of the tour staff.

Ah, you were just being helpful.

I guess...

Would it be okay if I got your autograph?

Sure.

It's not a problem? Thank you for this.

I saw you in "Iitomo".

Monday's show is my favourite.

Really.

- Here you are. - Thank you very much.

Now I've got everyone's autograph.

Katori-san, Kimura-san, Nakai-san, Inagaki-san and now you.

What a nice memento. Thank you very much.

One second, please.

Hmm, not the same at all.

Take a look at this, please.

But those aren't ours.

Hm, now I have them all, I can see that.

This is a fake.

Didn't the same person write all of these?

Why do you say that?

Well...

This was in Togashi's bag.

He had it with him.

Perhaps he's the one that wrote them.

Something similar once happened to me.

A friend asked me to get Julio Iglesias' autograph.

It was when he toured Japan, and I worked in his security team.

Unfortunately, I never actually met him, so I wrote it myself.

In katakana: Fu- Ri- O...

So I expect those SMAP autographs were all the work of Togashi-san.

If he couldn't get them, he had to do them himself.

But, this strikes me as odd about you and Togashi-san.

On the one hand, you're close enough to get him a job,

On the other hand, he wasn't able to get your autograph.

But I'm intruding on your free time.

Good luck with your concert. I'll enjoy it. Thank you.

One more thing, Kusanagi-san.

You have a perfect alibi, so please don't worry.

Katori-san saw you at six o'clock, doing your exercises.

You know...

Yes?

Could you ask around and try to get evidence about SMAP's alibis?

What do you mean? SMAP can't be involved in it.

Do you have a theory?

Somehow, everything fits together too perfectly.

Luckily, Kimura and Katori were together.

Luckily, the castanets broke.

Luckily, Kusanagi did his exercises where he could be seen.

Well, of course.

Saying "luckily"more than twice makes me worried.

Certainly, their alibis seem unnaturally forced.

That's not all.

Luckily, he was making snow in the staffroom for Kimura-kun.

Luckily, Nakai-kun had ordered food for 150 people.

Luckily, Kusanagi-kun's costume was ripped and the dance was changed.

You keep saying "luckily" but why?

- I don't see anything wrong. - I'll check on their alibis.

You can't suspect SMAP. They're such nice people.

- I just don't trust them. - But...

Until now, you've been all talk.

If you think SMAP weren't involved, bring me the evidence.

I will. No problem.

Saionji-kun. Let's go.

Sorry.

Hang on.

Yes.

Don't forget the replacement snow.

We still need it?

Of course we do.

I understand.

Good morning.

Ah, Inagaki Goro-kun.

Inagaki-kun! Inagaki-kun!

Inagaki-kun. You like wine, don't you?

A photo! A photo!

Hold it one second...

Good morning.

Ah, it's Katori-kun.

Katori-kun! Katori-kun!

Katori-kun, you're the youngest in the group, right?

Quick, the photo. The photo!

Excuse me.

So, this is snow, is it?

From the audience, it looks just like the real thing.

Huh? These are all cut into triangles. Why's that?

It looks prettier when they fall.

So it does. How interesting.

There's a machine that does this, but it makes squares.

But triangles are best.

What kind of a person was Togashi-san?

He was difficult to work with.

He really couldn't do anything.

If it weren't for Kusanagi-san, he wouldn't have got this job.

I see. Thanks. Sorry for butting in.

On that subject, how was he with the members of SMAP?

- Togashi-san? - Yes.

I never saw him talk to them much.

He seemed closest to Tsuyoshi-kun.

You mean Kusanagi-san?

Yes. I often saw them speaking.

Tsuyoshi never looked him in the eye, though.

Hmm... is that so...

Morning!

Ah, It's Kimura-kun.

Kimura-kun! Kimura-kun!

Hey, Kimura-kun, can I ask a personal question?

Quick, take the photo!

- Thanks. - Eh?

It'll be fine.

But they definitely suspect Tsuyoshi-kun.

I already told you, they've got no evidence.

So why have I got a bad feeling about this?

Just keep up the act.

Stop looking so worried.

Good morning.

It's Nakai-kun!

Nakia-kun! Nakai-kun!

- Can I ask you something? - About what?

- About SMAPxSMAP. - Hold it!

What do you mean?

You see...

Furuhata thinks that Togashi was killed.

Til now, he definitely suspects Tsuyoshi.

So we need to give him another suspect.

Morning.

Ever heard of knocking?

- Oh, sorry. - Hey, explain yourself.

Okay. Listen carefully.

Togashi had borrowed some money from gangsters.

So we make it look like a professional killing.

The gangsters killed him.

The killer had disguised himself as a guard.

And made the murder look like a suicide. Well?

Sounds good.

- We should just quit. - What are you saying?

I feel like we're getting in too deep.

It's better than nothing.

- Don't you think? - Well said.

He wouldn't get far with a Tokyo Costume label on it.

What?

- Is that where you stole it? - It's from a show I did.

Kimura-kun, what do you think?

Hey...

- What? - What now?

I'm going to hide it somewhere it can be easily found.

- I'd rather wait for now. - Exactly.

- But- - Sorry, that's a terrible idea.

- This is your evidence? - I brought it to you.

These are all SMAP's music videos.

Recordings of concerts and the best of SMAPxSMAP.

Once you watch these, you'll know what great people they are.

This is what you've been doing?

Amongst other things.

- You too? - it's my job.

You'll watch them, yes?

I suppose I should be grateful.

If it's no trouble.

Saionji-kun, this way.

Excuse me.

Is there anything you want to look into?

Morning.

Good morning.

Ah, it's Tsuyoshi-kun.

Kusanagi-san.

- Sorry to bother you yesterday. - Not at all.

- Do you have a moment? - Of course.

Thank you.

To be honest, one thing still troubles me.

What?

When we were talking in the park, you picked up a ball.

- Yeah. - But you didn't throw it back.

Instead, the boy had to come and get it.

That bothered me at the time.

Why make the boy run all that way?

You're not that kind of person.

- Well, Furuhata-san. - Yes?

- Aren't you overthinking things? - Huh?

- I'm not fond of children. - That's not how it seems to me.

- I'm not like my TV image. - Nonsense. TV can't lie that much.

- You're still thinking too much. - Did something happen to your arm?

- Huh? - Such that you can't throw a ball.

What do you mean?

It looked like you'd hurt your upper arm.

We contacted a doctor at a hospital.

Hospital?

The one you went to yesterday afternoon.

He may be short, but Saionji can be quite brilliant.

It was his line of inquiry.

You seemed to be in pain so he visited nearby hospitals.

Such bruising must have been from someone wrestling with you.

According to the doctor.

So when did this injury happen?

Please tell me.

Huh? Furuhata-san knows about this?

He'd worked it all out.

I didn't know what to say.

- What did you say? - I hurt it myself.

He'll see through that.

We're running out of time.

Now he knows the link between Tsuyoshi and Togashi.

What next, Kimura?

We've got no choice. We have to make our move.

You know we all came from the Kinderheim?

Yes.

We grew up in this orphanage, although I had an uncle.

After my parents died, he helped as best he could.

He treated us all as if we were his children.

He was a great guy.

I mean, more like he was a great big guy.

He wasn't that fat.

That man, three years ago,

Was in a car accident that was basically his fault.

The driver in the other car was Togashi.

Togashi threatened to make a huge claim for damages.

Although he wasn't badly hurt, he blackmailed my uncle.

Once he knew I was his relative, he asked for even more.

My uncle ended up his family and home. He was in a real state.

- You don't have to say any more. - Thanks.

I understand this is difficult for you.

How did it end?

Last year, he jumped from a building...

- But this raises a question. - Can't it wait?

- What is it? - I can ask? - Sure.

I know what type of person Togashi-san was, but Kusanagi-san...

Why did you give a person like that a job?

He did it for the sake of his uncle.

He'd go to Togashi's place to make payments.

Whenever Tsuyoshi tried to stop it, he'd make threats.

Threats?

- You could call it blackmail. - What a terrible person.

But do you have any proof that this happened?

- I have. - Off the record, of course. - Please continue.

Uncle had so much trouble with money that he did any job he could.

I don't know if Togashi suggested it directly,

but he did medical tests for untested drugs.

This really upset me.

Maeda-san prepared some money at the office.

But he didn't trust her and refuse to take it.

I've given him 2 million yen in total.

In the end I got him this job.

He asked if I could find him something.

I see. I've had cases like this before.

Thank you for telling me all of this.

You have to believe me. I didn't kill him.

- We believe you. - Honestly.

You're not the murdering type.

- That's about it. - Thank you very much.

I hope that was the right thing to do.

Of course. He would've found out anyway.

Maybe we worried about it too much.

It'll be fine. The main thing is that we told him.

After all...

Giving Togashi this job was part of the plan from the start.

Surely Furuhata-san will never think of that.

Keep your voice down.

It'll be okay, Tsuyoshi.

Yeah, I was worried before, but now I feel fine.

- I see. - Goro-chan.

- Where the hell were you? - Eating.

We've just been with Furuhata-san.

We told him everything about Togashi-san.

- Really? - We were all supposed to go.

I forgot. Sorry.

He does things at his own pace, doesn't he?

Tsuyoshi was really open with us, wasn't he?

Yes, he was.

This clears up any suspicion, right Furuhata-san?

If he were guilty, he would never have told us.

I'm so glad he's not the killer.

Where are you going?

A walk.

- Coffee, please. - Sir.

- Here you are. - Thank you.

- Hi. - Hello.

- Well, that was unexpected. - I know.

To think Kusanagi-san confessed to this himself.

This should save you some time.

I'm very grateful.

But now Tsuyoshi has a motive.

I think everybody has one.

But we all have good alibis, right?

Yes.

And Togashi died in a locked room.

Yes.

I can't see how it's anything other than suicide.

You're all such good friends.

Huh?

It's admirable how close you all are.

Does it look like that? Sometimes it doesn't feel that way.

Eh? If you're not friends, then what are you?

Hmm, how can I put this? Like a challenge.

A challenge?

You've heard of Sakamoto Ryouma?

Yes, I have.

This guy didn't work hard just for the sake of a new Japan.

Huh?

Similarly I want to do new things for myself.

Excuse me.

Katori Shingo was locked in here.

Have you discovered something?

This window...

Given that the door was locked,

maybe he could get out of this window.

From this, Katori Shingo's alibi is no longer safe.

It's too small.

It is, yes.

You could do it, maybe, but Katori-kun...

- I didn't think it through. - I see.

- Sorry. - What's that?

The motor pool. That's where Kusanagi Tsuyoshi did his warm-up.

- You can see it clearly. - Shall we go?

Hm, Maeda-san has got some concert tickets for me.

Tickets? I think these are yours.

The door manager gave them to me earlier.

You're smart, aren't you. Completely different to a certain someone.

Let's go.

What's this about?

Katori-san, you said on the night of the incident, at six o'clock,

you saw Kusanagi-san by the motor pool.

- Right. - But that can't have happened.

From that window, at six, you can't see anything.

Of course you can.

No, you can't, because at that time the window is blocked.

How?

As we know, the window looks onto the motor pool.

But at that time, a truck pulled up, right outside it.

It was delivering an order of 150 bento boxes.

It's right next to the staff entrance.

And if there's a truck unloading, then no one can get out.

Right? So the claim that you saw Kusanagi-san near the motor pool...

Is a lie.

This means Kusanagi-san doesn't have an alibi.

And Katori-san's alibi, too, disappears.

If you'd really been in that room, you'd have seen the truck.

So we can say that at six o'clock, Katori-san was not in that room.

And this is vital because

Nakai-san's statement starts to look weak.

Because who had the key to Katori-san's room? Nakai-san.

And who was with Nakai-san all this time?

Kimura-san. Now your statement is questionable.

In other words, none of you have an alibi any more.

Well, all except for this gentleman.

However, this person

said his alibi was that he learnt a difficult routine

But did you only practise yesterday?

Weren't the broken castanets part of the plan, too?

Just spit it out, will you?

Huh? This is all I wanted to say.

Everyone, please work hard for tonight. I'll be enjoying it.

Furuhata-san!

- I'm sure of it. - Really?

I saw a man wearing this.

Furuhata-san.

Someone disguised as a security guard was seen.

- Are you worried by something? - Huh?

Why is this here?

So he'd look like a real guard.

I understand that, but why didn't he take it with him?

He was probably wearing something underneath.

Underneath? What could that have been?

Besides, I think he'd have looked oddly bulky.

He had a change of clothes.

- Huh? - Change of-

- Huh? - Change of clothes.

How did he bring it?

- In a bag. - A bag?

So why didn't he use his bag to take this away with him?

Either way, we need to find where this costume came from.

You, call Tokyo Costumes.

Got it.

- Furuhata-san. - Yes?

Why Tokyo Costumes?

Why?

Why do you ask? Isn't it obvious?

Look, there's a tag here.

"Tokyo Costumes".

I asked the stage director.

It's a famous supplier for dramas, apparently.

They'll be able to tell us who used it.

The suspect must have ties to showbusiness.

Goodness, is that the time. You should be getting ready.

Well... I should go to my seat.

This clears up any suspicion over SMAP. What a relief.

That costume makes a few things clearer.

Someone took it.

Ever since that necklace thing, I've been worried.

We got all of the pieces, then another one turned up.

Now there's this thing with the tag.

Nakai definitely put it in the trash.

But now it's sown back on.

- But who'd do that? - Who could it be...

Well, it's clear to me.

One of us is a traitor.

Who's most likely to be it?

Cut it out, Kimura.

Where were you earlier?

We all went to see Furuhata. Where were you?

- What are you talking about? - Just answer the question!

- I won't. - You hated this from the start.

Hold on. It's not me, if that's what you think.

- It was. - Wrong.

- It can only be you. - What's he on about?

Stop it, Kimura.

We have to think about the show.

It had to be you!

Stop that! Cut it out!

I'm a member of SMAP, too.

I'd never do anything like that.

This is definitely from Tokyo Costumes.

It was most recently used by a variety show.

The name of which is "Which One Is Real?"

The host is Nakai Masahiro.

Wait. What?

Probably as an attempt at inventing a fictitious suspect.

I don't get it.

Nakai-kun could never do that!

- Call him. - Sir!

- What's it about? - We're on stage in 15 minutes.

- Nevertheless, if you could... - Hold on.

It's fine. What's the worry?

- Don't go. - You'd better call a lawyer.

They just want to talk.

You won't arrest me, will you?

- Just a chat. - I'll be right back.

- You can't go! - Thank you.

I'll be fine.

Where is this necklace now?

It might be at home.

We found this at the scene of the crime.

It closely resembles a piece from the necklace in the photo.

Did you drop it?

No, I didn't.

Nakai-san.

You have to be honest with us.

I'm wondering why this tag is still attached.

Surely the criminal wouldn't make such a basic error.

Take a closer look, and it's very sloppily sown on.

It looks like it was done in a hurry.

Nakai-san.

I think it's as if someone is sending me a message.

That's the feeling I have about this.

Telling me I should suspect you.

And this is part of the message.

And this, too.

Would you know anything about this?

It's almost time for the show. Escort him back.

Sir.

It can't be SMAP.

If you'd seen SMAPxSMAP you'd know.

They couldn't possibly kill someone.

Imaizumi-kun

You can take the stairs.

Get out. Quickly.

- You go on without me. - Sir?

- I need to check something. - Sir.

The five members of SMAP are all working together.

In order to get rid of an evil blackmailer.

Sure, you can sympathise with them, but a crime is a crime.

Unfortunately, there's no conclusive evidence this time.

I need a confession from the murderer.

They don't seem to be close, so it should be easy to persuade one.

To be honest, I think I need to lay a trap for them.

The question is, who will be my target?

Who is the most likely to let something slip?

The guy's sense of responsibility.

His difficult youth.

His need to be unique.

His role as the group's mood-maker.

Or this one, a real challenge.

And me? Well, you're watching Furuhata Ninzaburo.

How dare you question Nakai-san!

Well, I wouldn't call it-

That's enough. I won't have you accusing my clients.

- Now, wait- - What are you playing at?

Huh?

If you think they did it, spit it out!

- Did I say anything like that? - I can tell just by looking.

I'm not saying that one of them did it.

- I think they all did. - What's that supposed to mean?

Maeda-san, I'm sorry to say this,

but those five gentlemen conspired together to kill Togashi-san.

This place holds many memories for SMAP.

They chose this venue because they know it so well.

A place they could commit the perfect crime.

- Furuhata? - What is it now?

He'd like a chat after the concert.

Why?

If you don't want to, I can pull some strings.

- Seriously? - Call him.

Eh?

If it's a chat, let's get it over with.

It's not a good time.

It'll put me off my performance.

- What's wrong with later? - No way.

The curtain goes up in ten minutes.

We'll be done in five, so just get him.

Can I have a word?

Huh?

You too.

Tell me the truth.

How much of what the cop says is correct?

What do you know about the incident?

Well? Say something.

- We didn't kill him. - Can I trust you?

- Yes. - Really? - Sure.

Okay. Let's go.

Forgive me for keeping you waiting.

- You, put that thing here. - Sir.

- Thank you. - What's that?

Er, just going to do a little mathematics. That's fine.

Okay.

I'll begin.

You have five minutes, okay?

Okay, a problem in mathematics...

Now, was anyone here good at mathematics at school?

Anyone at all?

I see. Well, then...

Yesterday, Nakai-san's special order of food,

which is special only in the sense of the large volume.

Each one weighed 500 grams.

So if you have 150 of them, how much do they weigh? Yes. You.

- I already gave up. - Is that so... You?

500 times 150 is 75,000.

Inagaki-san, you're good. 75,000 grams, or 75 kilograms.

Katori-san, sorry but could you write 75 here please.

Sorry, but is there a point to all this?

But with the weight of the cardboard boxes it's 85kg.

Maeda-san, sorry but how much do you weigh? 40? 41kg? Maybe 41?

- What is this about? - Actually, please write down 40.

- I think 41 is closer. - 40!

Such honesty! Let's go with 40kg.

Then add on the 85kg from before, Katori-san.

From before...

Please add them up. Katori-san, you're really not good at sums.

40 plus 85 is 125kg.

This bothers me.

The staff elevator holds up to seven people.

There's a panel that says "maximum weight 420kg".

In other words, if it goes over 420kg, a buzzer goes off.

- It was quite piercing, right? - Right.

So, at that time in the elevator,

There was her, 150 bento boxes,

In other words, 125kg plus the delivery guy.

But this was over the limit, apparently.

The buzzer sounded. Isn't that odd?

Katori-san, could you take 125kg from 420kg, please.

Can Katori-san do it?

Not like that.

Hey, write them one above the other.

- No, not- - I got it.

Now subtract them, so... 420 minus 125 is... 295.

Inagaki-san, you're good. It is 295kg.

So we're 295kg from the maximum weight.

It couldn't all come from the delivery man.

If he got on, the buzzer shouldn't have sounded.

It doesn't add up!

What does that mean?

It means a lot. Katori-san, thank you very much.

You should have studied more. Thank you.

What does it mean... Inagaki-san, could you help, please?

Thank you.

Furuhata-san. Tell us!

The meaning can wait. First, an explanation.

Hm, how to conclude... Thank you.

When I call out some numbers, could you list them here.

Okay? Okay, Inagaki-san?

Go ahead.

I'll do it all in one go.

Okay, Nakai Masahiro, 54kg.

Inagaki Goro 52kg, Katori Shingo 71kg,

Kusanagi Tsuyoshi 55kg, Kimura Takuya 57kg. That's it!

What is the total, Inagaki-san?

It's 289.

Which, with Maeda-san and the bento boxes, Kusanagi-san?

Er, 414kg.

What was the elevator's maximum weight? Nakai-san.

420kg.

Now the sums make sense!

So when the delivery man gets on, the buzzer should go off.

- Understand? - But the elevator only-

It wasn't just you on the elevator.

That's not true.

Everyone here was on board, above you.

They were on it's roof.

And that elevator only went up to the third floor.

However, anyone on top could reach the fourth floor.

Inagaki-san, thank you very much.

Okay.

This is how you got to the room, and how you came back, too.

So, the killer might be one or two people weighing 300kg.

Or five people working closely together.

- What's he on about. - Kimura. - I know. Don't start.

Time's up. Everyone on stand by!

Matsusaka-san, we're back on schedule.

Wait! Matsusaka-san, sorry but give us ten more minutes.

Takuya!

Furuhata-san, do you know what you're saying?

I know exactly. I told you it would be better to do this later.

What shall I do?

I'll let everyone know.

Furuhata-san, think about this.

SMAP aren't the murdering kind.

Furuhata-san, about this...

Can you really arrest us based on these sums?

He's right.

Kimura-kun.

Quiet.

I want to see some evidence. Not this.

You have a point.

I cannot prove that you are all the murderer.

However, it is enough that I prove that one of you did it.

Because you are all trying to cover up his crime.

Shall we prove this together?

Okay. At that time, Togashi-san was working alone,

making fake snow. This much we all know.

What if, during the fight,

a piece of that snow got attached to somebody.

This is certainly possible.

- What's this? - I think it's a nice idea.

Finding a piece of snow would prove someone was at the murder.

Luckily, paper snow doesn't melt.

- Wait, wait, wait, Furuhata-san. - Yes?

- You know we had a gig yesterday? - Yes.

So during the show we would have changed our clothes.

Quite.

And we have to change costumes a lot during the show.

Right.

At the end of the gig, we all take a shower.

There wouldn't be anything like that left.

You make a good point.

But... But it only takes one person.

Someone wearing a costume at the scene of the crime.

A costume that wasn't actually used in the show.

One that is still in the staffroom.

You, at five to six, were having a costume adjusted.

But the staff told me that soon after, you'd gone.

So at the time in question

you were wearing pants with only temporary stitches.

Now, this is just a guess on my part,

but it seems you were never part of the plan.

Something meant you had to go to the crime scene.

- You! - Sir.

Ah, thank you, Saionji-kun.

Even I've had to take up the hem on some pants.

All sorts of things get in there.

Buttons, hairs, things you'd never imagine.

It's only to be expected.

With stitches as loose as this, it would be no surprise.

Don't you agree, Kusanagi-san?

Saionji-kun.

- Please open the stitches. - Sir.

Kimura-san.

What a pity.

I'm sorry.

Shut up.

- But... - Tsuyoshi!

Furuhata-san.

Sorry, but this is wrong.

Huh?

You were too eager.

Too eager?

This is clearly fake.

You see, somebody

wants to frame Tsuyoshi, and planted this in the stitches.

What do you say about that?

- This again? - First Nakai, now Tsuyoshi?

Do you want to know how I know it's you?

Togashi didn't cut them into triangles.

Furuhata-san.

See? It's not right.

This is a triangle, but Togashi cut his into squares.

If you don't believe me, talk to the staff.

They'll tell you.

You're right.

Togashi-san never cut his snow into triangles.

However, Inagaki-san didn't put it in there.

I did.

Certainly, Togashi-san tried to save time by cutting squares.

But, you...

How did you know that?

Well, during the gig...

Nope. Those snow flakes were triangles.

Togashi-san's snow wasn't used.

The staff spent ages making new snow.

You.

When you killed Togashi-san, you saw the snow he'd made.

That was the only time you could've seen it.

Shall I continue?

Was all this for my benefit?

You're the type who will point out mistakes.

I know the kind very well.

I understand.

- Nakai. - It's over.

We are the ones who killed Togashi-san.

Furuhata-san.

I take full responsibility.

These guys were just doing what I asked.

Don't talk that way.

You've been blaming yourself right from the start.

That's why you've been planting evidence against yourself.

What's he saying?

Nakai-kun?

He's right. It wasn't Shingo.

It was me.

What the hell...

When I heard Kimura's plan.

Honestly, I thought it was great. It couldn't go wrong.

But when I saw Tsuyoshi had joined us.

I got a bad feeling about it.

Ever since then...

I thought it would be best if only I were caught.

That's so weird.

Why take the blame alone, when it was a group decision.

What kind of leader are you?

Did you think we wouldn't say anything?

That's why Nakai-san's been struggling.

Trying to make himself the prime suspect.

But to turn himself in would incriminate everyone else.

That's why he did what he did.

Ah... your audience is waiting.

Well, good luck with the show.

- Furuhata-san. - Hm?

These guys won't run away.

Don't worry.

We're ready to go with you.

We agreed on that from the start.

Right?

I hope our fans will understand.

Let's go... Furuhata-san.

- Sorry. It's my fault. - Why are you apologising?

In the end, I wasn't enough.

- What do you mean. - We all did it.

It's not one persons's fault.

Stay strong.

Don't worry.

- It's okay. - Goro.

- What were you doing. - Me?

That time you said you forgot, where were you?

A bit of practise.

You see... Aoi Inazuma...

I couldn't get the dance right.

You should've said.

I didn't want you to know.

Why be embarrassed?

Shall I say it?

Because I'm a member of SMAP.

Thanks.

I'm glad.

Let's go.

Thank you for everything.

I apologise.

This is no joke.

Sorry.

Never lose your dignity, okay?

Don't do anything you'll regret.

Yes.

That way, you'll always have your pride.

Takuya.

During the trial, stop dismissing other people's ideas.

Seriously...

Annoying.

You have my sympathies.

Do you want to go with them?

I can't go.

Now I have to

try and explain this to 3,000 fans. It'll be tricky.

Really.

Sometimes they were like difficult children.

In the end, it was as you said, Imaizumi-kun.

They're not bad people.

If they were, they wouldn't be so loved

by this many people.