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Even destiny serves as a clue to deduction.

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

Today's case occurs in a regular condominium.

There's a twist to the strange accident.

He sees through the one and only truth.

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

His name is Detective Conan!

"Was it Murder or an Accident?"

Good grief.

Ran says she's going to see a movie

so she dumps Conan on me.

Think of me as your lucky charm.

What do you mean?

Well, every time you solve a case,

I'm always with you.

You're crazy! It was all just coincidence!

Welcome!

-Are you Mr. Mouri? -Yes.

You must be Mr. Ueda.

-Please sit down. -Thank you.

I'm sorry!

My cigarette... Does it bother you?

Yes.

Hot coffee, please.

Yes, right away.

Actually, it's about a colleague of mine, Dr. Yoshimura.

We both work at the same university hospital.

Are the prank calls still coming?

They seem to getting worse.

At first, a threatening letter arrived.

But lately, threatening telephone calls have been coming in.

When he goes out, he's followed.

He's become a nervous wreck.

I'm so worried he might commit a terrible medical mistake.

I don't blame you for worrying.

Dr. Yoshimura says he doesn't understand

what it's all about either.

I want to hire you to look for the culprit

and find out why he's doing this.

I understand.

You can leave it to Kogoro Mouri!

First off, I think it would help

if I spoke to the victim, Mr. Yoshimura

and got all the details from his personally.

I'm going to see if that Dr. Yoshimura is in his room.

Hello, Yoshimura? It's me.

He was in his room.

I'll take you there.

This is the place, Mr. Mouri.

Yoshimura lives in the corner unit on the 5th floor.

Shall we go up?

What was that just now?

This way!

Hey, Conan!

What in the world?

This is...

Pops, call an ambulance!

Right.

-Yoshimura! -What did you say?

Yes, this is Mr. Yoshimura!

Mitsuo Yoshimura!

Yoshimura!

Hey, Yoshimura! Snap out of it!

Yoshimura...

What does this mean?

The deceased is Mitsuo Yoshimura,

a 25 year old male.

He was employed as a doctor at the city's medical university.

The key to his apartment was found in his pocket.

So Mr. Mouri, you were hired by Mr. Yoshimura

and just happened to witness the accident. Is that right?

Yes. According to his friend, Mr. Ueda,

Mr. Yoshimura was apparently being threatened.

I see.

Mr. Yoshimura's apartment is on the 5th floor.

It's the unit at the extreme end.

I guess he fell from his own apartment.

We'll be going to his apartment now.

We may be able to determine how he fell.

I know it's your job

but we really appreciate your cooperation.

It's really no problem.

The situation being as it is.

I'm so sorry about Mr. Yoshimura.

Huh? No one's here either.

For security reasons, we've programmed the elevator

to stop on every floor at night.

I see. But it must be very irritating when you're in a hurry.

It is. That's why the late Mr. Yoshimura

always used the emergency stairs

of the warehouse on the next building when he was in a hurry.

The stairs on the building next door?

He's right.

The distance between his apartment

and the warehouse stairwell is perfectly jumpable.

I warned him several times he shouldn't, but...

5th floor.

Excuse me, officer.

Would it be all right if I changed?

My apartment's on the next floor

if you need me for something.

I think it'll be all right.

When you're done changing,

please come to Mr. Yoshimura's apartment.

Yes, I most certainly will.

"Yoshimura"

It's May, but this year's pretty chilly.

You're so right.

A glass of whiskey and water.

It looks like he was drinking alone.

It seems he didn't feel safe anywhere else

besides the hospital where he worked and this apartment.

Now that you mention it, recently...

Some very suspicious looking men were following him around.

They'd go to his apartment in the middle of the night sometimes.

According to Mr. Ueda,

the threatening phone calls came at all hours, there was no pattern.

This is...

Is the veranda Mr. Yoshimura always used to get in and out?

Yes, that's right.

Mr. Yoshimura kept a pair of sandals here all the time

and came and went through here.

I warned him against it many times.

Inspector. The apartment was locked

and his key was found in his pocket.

On top of that, the lights...

in the room were all on

and there're no signs of a struggle.

It appears the death was accidental,

a result of Mr. Yoshimura's carelessness.

That theory does appear very credible.

A sandal?

How'd it get way over there?

But...

Wait a minute!

It's not the roof.

Which means...

I see.

Thank you very much.

Gosh. So it was a prank call.

"Ueda"

Huh? This door bell's not working.

Mr. Ueda...

Yes?

Mr. Ueda, I'm so thirsty.

May I have some water?

Sure.

No problem. Come on in.

Thanks!

Wait here, sit wherever you want.

Thank you.

You know, Mr. Ueda,

a flower delivery man was just here.

Yes. I think someone played a prank on them.

Really?

What's the matter, kid?

You shouldn't be up there. It's dangerous!

-Come back here. -All right.

Here's some juice.

Thank you.

After you finish that,

let's both go to where Mr. Mouri is waiting.

Okay!

Mr. Ueda, are you hot?

You're perspiring so much.

I perspire easily.

I'm going to the restroom.

Why don't you finish your drink?

Okay.

I wonder what left that mark.

What is this?

There's another other there.

And over there too.

On the bed, table and sofa too.

I see. Now I understand!

Hey. What do you think you're doing?

Well...

I forgot something in the room downstairs.

I'm going to get it!

Good grief!

"Yoshimura"

Hey!

You shouldn't do that. We're still checking the scene.

I'm sorry!

Actually, I came here to give you a message from Mr. Mouri.

From Mr. Mouri?

He said...

Yes...

Yes, I understand!

I'll go right away,

but you mustn't touch anything in this apartment.

Okay!

"No new messages"

I knew it. There's no mistake about it.

Mr. Yoshimura's death wasn't an accident.

He was murdered!

I regret having to say this,

but as Mr. Mouri deduced,

it appears Mr. Yoshimura's death was an accident.

For some reason,

when he tried to jump from his veranda to the warehouse,

he must have tripped.

How unfortunate.

Just when you were coming to see him...

Mr. Ueda.

Didn't you call him and tell him we were on our way?

-Yes. -Then I wonder why he would go out?

Children shouldn't butt in!

If you're going to bother us, you can wait outside.

All right.

I guess I have no choice.

I'll have to put him to sleep for awhile.

What's wrong, Mr. Mouri?

Inspector, I think it's too soon to leave.

What?

There are several suspicious details that need clearing up

before we dismiss this as a simple accidental death.

Mr. Yoshimura's apartment was locked

but the door chain wasn't on.

Don't you think that it's strange

for a man who was being threatened?

-Yes, that's true. -Another thing.

If he was sitting in his living room

having a drink just prior to falling to his death,

isn't it strange that all the ice was melted?

Hey, Mr. Mouri. What are you trying to say?

Mr. Yoshimura wasn't in his apartment when he fell.

That's ridiculous!

Then, where do you think he was?

The key to that question is Mr. Yoshimura's sandal.

His sandal?

On the victim's foot,

he wore sandals on his left foot

but his right was bare.

The missing side

was on the roof of the warehouse next door

and pretty far in too.

Even if he'd tripped while trying to jump to the emergency stairs,

I doubt the sandal would fly all the way there,

he'd have had to fall from above the 5th floor.

I'd guess the roof!

But the door to the roof was locked.

Are you sure? Then that means...

If it wasn't from the roof,

then there's only one other place I can think of.

You're not implying...

I am, Inspector.

Mr. Yoshimura didn't fall from his apartment on the 5th floor,

he fell from this apartment on the 6th floor.

Mr. Ueda.

You caused it to happen, didn't you?

That's absolutely absurd!

Officer Chiba, will you help me?

Sure.

First, move the television to the corner of the room.

Okay.

Is this all right?

Fine.

Next, move the table to the center of the room

and put the chairs on both sides.

And finally, move that bed against the wall.

Mr. Mouri, hold it right there.

A bed's too heavy to move.

Just you wait and see.

Huh?

This bed has casters, so it's easy to move.

Now, Inspector,

look at this room carefully.

Haven't you seen this exact same setting somewhere before?

Everything's set up like Mr. Yoshimura's apartment, #501.

Mr. Ueda rearranged his apartment in this manner.

He made Mr. Yoshimura think this was his apartment.

But Mr. Mouri, the furniture's not the same.

That's right.

But if you were to wake up in dark,

you wouldn't notice right away

that you were in someone else's place.

That's how you got Mr. Yoshimura

to fall to his death from the window.

Just a minute!

When Yoshimura fell,

I was with you, Mr. Mouri, remember?

That's right.

You used me as your alibi.

But if I were with you,

how did I make Yoshimura fall? Tell me that.

You knew Mr. Yoshimura had a habit

of using the warehouse's emergency stairs,

so you used this fact to stage your trick.

You were probably drinking with Mr. Yoshimura in his apartment,

drugged him with something that could snap him out of quickly,

just in case something happened.

Something weak like a sleep inducing drug.

After he fell asleep,

you carried him to this apartment and put him on the bed.

Mr. Yoshimura was mentally distraught

and you fooled him into thinking he was in his own apartment,

then you left him there and came to meet us at the coffee shop,

where you called and told him those men were coming for him now.

And that he should get away from there.

And you had an accomplice.

Are you saying he had help?

Inspector Megure.

This man has something to tell us.

My name is Umemoto. I'm a florist.

Inspector Megure, this is the accomplice.

Although he didn't realize that he was aiding a murder.

Mr. Umemoto.

Please tell everyone what you did here tonight.

All right.

I received an order for flowers

to be delivered to Mr. Ueda in unit 601,

of this condominium tonight at 7 pm.

To this apartment?

Yes, I arrived at 7 pm

and I'd been told that the buzzer was out of order

so I should knock when I arrived.

I did as I was instructed and pounded on the door

but no one answered.

So what did you do?

Well, there was nothing I could do,

so I made my other deliveries and came back again.

That gentleman over there came to the door

and said that he didn't place any order.

Inspector Megure.

Now, do you understand?

Mr. Ueda's call scared Mr. Yoshimura,

then Mr. Umemoto the florist's timing is perfect

when he knocks on the door.

Mr. Yoshimura thinks it is the men who are after him.

So he tries to jump to the next building like he always does.

But he's on the 6th floor and he doesn't make it.

Then he falls straight down.

That's ridiculous! You have some imagination!

The reason you held Mr. Yoshimura up was

to give yourself an excuse to go back

to your apartment rearrange the furniture.

That's why you said you wanted to change out of your bloodied sweater.

The reason why you were perspiring

when Conan went to your place

was you'd been moving the furniture all by yourself.

That's a lie! Can you prove any of this?

You want proof?

We have proof.

When you were in the coffee shop,

you said you didn't smoke Cigarettes.

And yet, there're cigarettes and an ashtray right there.

Mr. Yoshimura's a smoker.

Just in case he woke up before time and wanted a cigarette,

you didn't want him wandering around looking for an ashtray

because that would make him realize he wasn't in his own place.

That's why you brought one from his' place.

Mr. Yoshimura brought this himself when he came to visit!

It doesn't prove anything!

Inspector, please check the incoming calls on that telephone.

Let's see now.

A call came in at 7:15 pm.

Mr. Mouri, the number is from a cellular phone.

It's probably Mr. Ueda's number.

It's the call he made from the coffee shop.

-I see. -Hey, hold on just one minute!

I called my apartment by mistake that time.

Really?

Then why is your call to Mr. Yoshimura

recorded on his telephone?

How did you confirm that Mr. Yoshimura was in the apartment?

You must've been positive that you wouldn't be suspected

since you were with us all along

and you thought his death would be written off

as a simple accident, didn't you?

That's why you didn't think we'd ever check his telephone.

Is that true, Mr. Ueda?

The truth is, I bought some stock and lost a lot of money,

Just when I needed money,

Yoshimura came to me with a no fail proposition.

His plan was that I'd steal drugs from the university

and he'd sell them.

So I did like he said, I got my share of the money

and that tided me over.

But then he said that if I didn't do it again,

he threatened to tell the university about me.

I was afraid I'd be dragged in too deep

so I started planning how to get rid of him.

Just about the same time,

I heard that he was being threatened by some bad business partners,

so I decided to use that.

Case solved.

Pops, you sneezed earlier too.

Are you catching a cold?

No, my nose is just itchy, that's all.

As for you,

you'd better not catch a cold and cause us trouble.

I wouldn't talk.

Oh, right! Conan! Come with me tomorrow, too.

What? You're working tomorrow, too?

You are such a fool!

Somehow whenever you're with me, I have luck!

I feel like I could win big at the horse races!

Like that will ever happen.

Next Conan's Hint:

"Sound of the clock"

It's been a while but in the next episode, animals appear.

Sit!

What?