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A strong heart along with deduction and power.

And step into the essence with a strong rhythm.

The potter's wheel turns at the pottery making class.

Everyone is curious about the words on the tea cup.

He sees through the one and only truth.

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

His name is Detective Conan!

"Murder At The Pottery Making Class (Part 1)"

Hey Ran, look.

Ta-da!

Kyoku Shin?

Don't tell me you've started taking karate lessons?

Good grief, take a closer look!

Can't you read? It says Kyogoku Makoto.

I was just kidding.

Isn't this the tea cup you made

in the pottery class you've started going to?

For goodness sakes.

But Sonoko,

are you going to give this to him?

Isn't this a little small?

I know. That one's mine.

The one for Makoto...

Right here!

It's huge.

But why's your name on it?

The answer's so obvious.

The man I love is in a country far, far away...

The only way I can make him remember me

is through those far spaced telephone calls.

And that's where this tea cup handmade by Sonoko comes in!

He won't be able to forget me with this, now will he?

But Sonoko, didn't you send him a sweater before?

The one you bought at the store.

-Oh, that. I changed my mind. -Huh?

You were right, Ran. It's not fight to cheat.

And besides, no matter how hard I work on a sweater,

he can only use it in the winter.

But take a tea cup, he can use it every day, right?

Well, that's true.

Besides, I guess I'm worried.

Makoto's very kind.

I'm afraid some girl will come along

and take advantage of him.

For instance, there could be a lonely widow

who's just lost her beloved husband

and Makoto says something kind to comfort her

and she ends up stalking him...

What a cruel person.

To widow such a beautiful woman as yourself

in order to pay for his sins...

Young detective...

My lady.

If it pleases you, you may cry inside my arms.

No, you mustn't.

But young detective, I...

My lady.

Ran?

What's the matter, Ran?

Hey, Sonoko! Didn't you say

you were going to that pottery class every Sunday?

Yes, but why?

What is it? Are you interested in it?

Well, yes, a little.

"Three weeks later"

You're pretty good for a beginner.

Mr. Mino.

Too bad though, those letters spoiled that cup.

What does it mean anyway?

Well... it doesn't really mean anything.

I see. Well, keep up the good work!

Come on, what was it? What did you write?

It's a secret. Top secret!

You didn't, by chance, write "I love Shinichi", did you?

Of course I didn't!

-Then, let me see it! -No!

Little boy, what are you doing here?

I'm not doing anything.

Did you come with somebody?

Attention, everyone!

Does anyone know this child?

Conan?

Why did you come here?

Don't tell me you followed us here.

Uncle Kogoro asked me to come here and check on things.

That's strange.

Dad came here last week to look around.

I mean...

I get it! It was Shinichi.

I'll bet he's here

because Shinichi asked him to check up on us.

He wants to make sure you're not fooling around on him.

Fooling around?

No, you're wrong!

Shinichi wouldn't do anything that stupid.

That's the face of someone who's been paid off.

How much'd he pay you? 100 yen? 200 yen?

What a cheap skate.

It's no problem.

He's come all this way.

How about it, little boy? Do you want to making something?

Is that all right, sir?

Fine, I'll demonstrate how to do it.

Have you met the famous Kikuemon?

Yes. His students taught me

their techniques and about color and things.

Isn't that right, Ran?

Now I understand.

I knew you kids picked up too fast for beginners.

I really envy you.

You're friends with a living National Treasure.

Well, not exactly. He asked to see my father.

But they were there, a murder took place

and Ran's father did a brilliant job solving it, didn't he?

Huh? He solved it, you mean?

Oh, didn't my father tell you when he was here last week?

The truth is, my father's name is Kogoro Mouri.

He's a private detective.

Yes, I've heard of him.

Isn't he called "Sleeping Kogoro"?

How exciting! I'm a huge fan of his!

Boy, things are lively here today, huh?

Motoo, you're back.

I just got in.

I'll go change and help you, father.

Yes, sure. Thank you.

What? Life insurance?

He made you take one out?

Yeah. My father-in-law was pestering me to sign up,

he said just in case something happens.

Good grief.

I heard that at one time he was a talented potter

and everyone thought he'd be a new leader in the field,

but ever since his daughter died in that accident,

he's changed and now he's just an old drunk

that likes to play with mud.

Aren't you being terribly cold

to your late beloved wife and her father?

Beloved my foot!

I was going to divorce her

as soon as I got my hands on as much money

as I could from selling the things the old man made

but she went and died on me, just like that.

Don't let it bother you so much.

Mr. Mino's not young. He won't live much longer.

Yeah. When he dies, let's fold up this operation

and open our own place.

If we sell the pieces in the warehouse,

I'm sure they'll bring a good price.

By the way, who's the benefactor on that policy?

You, of course.

You've always been my woman. In the past and even now.

I'm so happy!

Then, you won't mind dying to repay my debts?

-Father! -Mr. Mino.

Kikuyo, here you are.

I'm going to go check the kiln,

take care of the students for me.

Yes, sir.

Isn't this a new necktie?

Yes. Kikuyo gave it to me last night for my birthday.

I told her I didn't look good in beige.

That's not true.

I think it looks very nice around your neck.

-Come on, Ran! Let me see it! -I said no!

Everybody's going to see it anyway when it gets fired up!

I am so sorry! Is it broken?

No, mine's okay.

Then, what was that sound just now?

Didnt' it come from the storage mom?

I'm going to go have a look.

Okay.

I just want you to know!

If you look at it, we're no longer friends!

All right.

Mr. Mino.

Oh, my hand slipped and I dropped a plate.

Thanks. Would you mind finishing up here?

Of course not.

Ouch!

Is something wrong?

It seems like something was mixed in with the soil.

I guess it was a piece of the plate I cracked,

it must've been on my clothes.

I'll go get the first aid kit.

Do you know where it is?

Yes, it's on the upper right shelf in the storage room.

Then bring it right away.

For goodness sakes.

Please be careful.

To a potter, hands are most important.

Is there something on my face?

No, it's nothing.

By the way, I haven't seen Motoo around.

Now that you mention it, neither have I.

Hey, Motoo!

Motoo?

He wasn't by the kilns either.

How strange.

This storage room's the only place we haven't looked.

He wouldn't be in here.

The only place you could hide in here is in that cabinet.

Besides, I opened it just a little while ago

to get the first aid kit and he wasn't inside.

The cabinet...

A piece of cloth...

is sticking out from under the cabinet door.

Isn't it one of the aprons you use in class?

You're right. It's the same pattern as the one we're wearing.

Good grief. This is like the ostrich hiding its head

but leaving its body in plain sight.

Come on out, the game's over.

-Motoo. -Wait! I'll open it.

Motoo! What's wrong, Motoo?

-Motoo... -Snap out of it!

Wake up, Motoo!

-Someone call an ambulance, quick! -All right!

I think it'd be better to call the police too.

-What? -Hurry!

Yes, sir!

Motoo...

The strangulation victim is Motoo Mino,

31 years old, a white collar worker.

Was he a student of this pottery making class too?

No, he lived here.

He was married to my daughter who died 2 years ago.

I see. My condolences.

My name is Muneyuki Mino. I run this pottery making class.

She's my assistant, Kikuyo Kasama.

Please tell me what the victim did after he got home.

He got home around 5 pm as usual,

then he said he was going to change into an apron

and help me in the class.

But some time passed and he still hadn't shown up

so we all went to look for him.

Isn't that right, Kikuyo?

Yes.

This storage room was the only place we hadn't looked

and then Mr. Mino opened the cabinet...

And his body... Motoo's body...

It's amazing that you found him there.

You weren't playing hide and seek,

who would've thought a person would be inside there?

It was so obvious. The apron was sticking out.

-Isn't that right, Ran? -Yes.

Apron?

It was sticking out.

Part of the apron he was wearing

was sticking out from under the door.

Do you know how long it was like that?

No, I don't.

I remember now. It wasn't sticking out

when we were cleaning up the broken plate.

What do you mean?

I accidentally dropped a plate in front of that cabinet.

The students heard the sound and came running,

I asked them to clean it up for me.

I guess I dropped it right after Motoo left the storage room

after changing into his apron.

Huh? You and the victim were in here together?

Yes, the aprons are kept in this cabinet.

That's why he always changed in here.

See. His jacket's hanging right over there.

There's several overalls hanging next to his jacket.

What are these?

Those are also for the students use.

When making large pots and such,

an apron isn't big enough to protect their clothing.

I see. But I wonder what the victim was doing in here?

Actually, while I was looking for Kikuyo,

I happened to find her here with Motoo.

-Is that true? -Yes.

I was helping him change. Then Mr. Mino came in

and he asked me to look after the class

because he was going to the kiln.

And then what did you do?

I did as I was told. I went back to the classroom.

So Mr. Mino, you were here with the victim alone.

Is that correct?

Wait just a minute, officer!

You're not implying that I killed him, are you?

Like I already told you,

Motoo left the room before I broke the plate.

If I'd killed him and hid his body in the cabinet,

the students would have noticed the apron sticking out

from under the door when they were cleaning up.

Perhaps the apron got stuck when you came back

and checked the body after the students had finished cleaning up.

I don't think so.

While we were cleaning up, Mr. Mino went to the kiln,

and when we finished cleaning up

and went back to the classroom,

Mr. Mino was already there.

After that, he was always beside Conan working on something.

Isn't that right, Conan?

Conan?

Yes.

Mr. Mino was with us the whole time

until we found Motoo's body,

he couldn't possibly have put the body in the cabinet.

I see. So it must have gone like this,

after you all had cleaned up the broken plate,

the killer called the victim to this storage room and killed him.

Or the murder could have taken place somewhere else

and the body brought back here when no one was looking.

I just remembered! Maybe Kikuyo saw the killer's face.

What?

I cut my finger while I was working

and Kikuyo came to the storage room to get the first aid kit.

That was just before we began our search for Motoo

so I just thought that maybe...

Did you see anyone?

No, no one.

Where is the first aid kit kept?

On the upper right shelf of that cabinet.

What? So you're saying you opened the cabinet?

Yes, I did but there was nobody inside.

That's the truth!

Inspector! After examining the victim's neck,

I've determined the victim was strangled

with this necktie we found around his neck.

But that is strange.

Why did the killer tie the necktie around the neck?

How awful. Kikuyo gave that necktie to him for his birthday.

I... I didn't give that to him!

You didn't? He told me you did though.

What is the meaning of this?

Well... He said he didn't know where it came from,

he found it in his bag along with a birthday card.

He really believed it was from me,

he thought I was just too shy to admit it.

Now that you mention it, he was mumbling something

when he walked out of the storage room.

Something about money turning people into monsters

and that his birthday had just come

but he would be eaten by a monster.

Eaten by a monster?

The truth is, officer, I want to tell you about that...

All right, Takagi. Check up on that right away.

Yes, sir!

Excuse me. Do you have a pen or something?

Mine's run out of ink.

Of course.

I'll go get one.

I'm sure there's some in the classroom.

Aren't those scissors?

Didn't the man from the crime lab ask for a pen?

Yes, you're so right.

And will you take a look at that? That's my cup.

It's almost finished.

See?

You really like pottery making, don't you?

Yes, I love it!

Besides, I want to finish this up

because I don't want to be like that man who died

and leave things half done.

Half done?

You mean you didn't notice?

His shirt sleeves were rolled up

but the length was different.

Huh?

You know what it looks like?

It looks like he was attacked

while he was changing into his apron and helping in class.

But sonny, maybe one sleeve got pulled down

while he struggled with the killer.

That's right!

Then the killer must've pulled his necktie too.

His necktie?

Yes, his necktie pin was really low.

And the button hole was stretched out too.

But maybe the necktie pin was a little too low.

Maybe he likes putting it there.

And maybe it's his style

to wear shirts with different length sleeves.

But sir, you like both the left and right evenly, don't you?

I mean when Mr. Motoo fell out, you were standing on the left

but you deliberately went around to the right side and yelled.

You actually wanted to fix the length of his sleeve, didn't you?

Also, his apron was sticking out from the right side of the door

and it would've been natural to open just the right side

but you opened both sides at the same time.

Yes, I guess you're right.

I like things even.

I'm finished!

It's my tea cup! Pretty good, huh?

Yes, that's really quite good.

But you know, sonny,

it appears as if you're worried about something.

You're either hiding some deep, dark secret

or debating about something important.

I'm right, aren't I?

The soul never lies.

You're very good, sir.

I think you should take care of your own affairs

before meddling in other people's.

But this is the cup you made, sir.

What?

While you were busy looking through the desk,

I put yours over here.

I thought for sure you'd catch on.

And if this is your tea cup,

then you must be hiding something.

Mr. Mino, what are you hiding?

Tell me.

Next Conan's Hint:

"Necktie pin"

In the next episode, the tea cup is fired up!

Pottery and crime are alike, once broken, it's the end.

Hey, that was pretty good!