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Even destiny serves as a clue to deduction.

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

Champion dog Doyle disappears.

The real faces of the breeders are revealed.

He sees through the one and only truth.

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

His name is Detective Conan!

We visited the residence of Teruya Kanou, a friend of Dr. Agasa

who invited us over because he wanted to give away things

to his friends before moving to England.

At his house, we meet his friends Mr. Yoshio Tsunashima,

Ms. Aki Tosabayashi,

and Ms. Shino Hasuki.

Amidst the exchange of various complicated feelings,

one of the dog

named Doyle disappears out of the blue.

Moreover,

the burnt black piece of Doyle's collar

that has been cut with a knife is found in the incinerator.

Don't tell me that's...

Doyle's...

It can't be...

Huh?

That's strange.

Just a while ago, there were only two blue cushions.

Counting the one that Arthur brought out makes three blue cushions.

One extra cushion.

What does this all mean?

"The Nonvanishing Evidence (Part 2)"

At the chime when the clock struck 12:00,

Doyle headed for the Japanese room where he could get his snack,

and disappeared from our view.

After that,

we all followed Mr. Kanou who went into the kitchen

to get the cheese snack.

Then we went to the Japanese room and found that Doyle was not there.

So, we split up and looked all over the house for Doyle.

This is approximately how the layout of the house is.

We don't really know who searched where yet.

But where on earth did the person hide Doyle?

And how is that person planning to carry Doyle out of here?

I wonder if you're going to get around to prepare for your move.

Yes, but that's okay.

Move?

You said that you're giving us the things you don't need

because you're going to be moving away

but can we take the things we want home with us today?

Yes, sure.

Are all the others going to take their things home today, too?

No.

I'm going to send Mr. Tsunashima's clock

to his residence tomorrow.

Ms. Hasuki's stereo will be sent to her house 10 days later,

which will be the day before I move.

I never use any of the stuff,

so I told them that I could send the goods right away,

but they both came today

because I happened to find more antiques in the closet

and they wanted to take a look.

As for Ms. Tosabayashi who showed up out of the blue today,

judging from her personality and all,

I'm sure she's going to take that flower vase home with her today.

If I remember it correctly, that flower vase in the living room.

Don't tell me that...

Doyle is in that...

Of course, not.

A living creature couldn't possibly be hidden in a stereo

that is supposed to be shipped out 10 days from now either.

The wall clock in the Japanese room...

It's impossible to hide a dog in there either.

Huh? That clock is five minutes slow.

Strange.

After it was repaired, it was always accurate.

Wait a second.

When I looked at it while ago...

What's this cotton like thing?

It looks like some sort of chemical fiber.

Hey, let me see it.

This is...

That glittering cotton was on the blue cushion

that Arthur was holding, too.

Wait a second.

Come to think of it, I've seen this some place, too.

The incinerator!

What's the matter, Conan?

Was Doyle burnt in there?

When I saw it a while ago, I just thought it was plain trash,

but this is definitely glass wool.

It's sound absorption material.

I see.

That's what the person used.

Conan.

I've figured out where Doyle is hidden

as well as how and why.

I've also figured out who did it, too.

It's this late already.

I've got to get going home.

Me, too.

I have to start getting dinner ready.

Please wait.

Well, I guess you were just unlucky.

I suggest you forget about that doggie.

No way.

This is the sound of...

The sound of the wall clock in the Japanese room.

It's only supposed to ring at 12:00 noon.

What's going on?

Conan?

It worked, Conan!

We'll go get things ready in the living room, then!

Okay!

Get things ready?

We're going to try an experiment

to see if the person who hid Doyle could really do so

without being seen by anyone.

How foolish,

when we haven't even found Doyle yet...

Of course, the star of the experiment

is Doyle here!

Huh?

Doyle!

You found him!

I'm glad.

Okay, let's start the experiment.

Doyle disappeared from our sight

from the corridor in front of the front entrance.

The dog has been found, so isn't that enough?

I don't have time to be fooling around

with a child's detectives game either.

Now, now.

Mitsuhiko, you can start!

Roger!

Not again.

First, after hearing the chime of the clock,

Doyle headed for the Japanese room where he usually gets his snack.

In the meantime, we went to the kitchen

before going to the Japanese room.

Right?

Yes.

Then, where do you think Doyle is now?

This is ridiculous!

If he was given his snack as usual in the Japanese room,

where else would he be other than the Japanese room?

Huh?

He's not here.

Besides, the sound of the chime did not come from this room.

Oh, really?

What is going on?

Mr. Kanou.

The sound of the clock came from thus living room.

The living room?

Don't tell me that

the sound was from the speaker of the stereo?

Yes. We rung the chime of the clock a while ago

recorded it and played it on this stereo.

I used the tape recorder that was in your room.

Which means that Doyle was lured to the living room

by the sound of the clock.

Just the sound won't do.

The cushion has to be here, too.

Cushion?

Remember, you said that Doyle pulls out

his own cushion during snack time.

But the blue cushion that Doyle like

was in the Japanese room just a while ago.

Doyle doesn't necessarily like blue cushions.

A dog's ear can hear four times that of humans,

its sense of smell is far more superior than that of humans.

But its eyes can hardly tell one color from the other.

That's why Doyle always pulled out the cushion

which had his smell on it at snack time,

and that cushion just happened to be blue.

In other words,

Doyle was not waiting in the Japanese room at 12:00 noon.

He was trained to think that

if he waited on the cushion near the sound of the chime of the clock,

he could get his snack.

So, the person who schemed this took advantage of Doyle's habit

and lured him out to the living room.

The cushion that Doyle always used had bite marks on it,

so it was also easy for the person to tell it apart.

But I came here to living room right away

with Mr. Tsunashima to look for Doyle,

but saw neither the cushion nor the dog.

-Isn't that right? -Right.

There's a good place to hide Doyle.

Huh?

Look here, behind the stereo.

He's behind the speaker.

The person peeled off the sound absorption material

that was stuck on to the inside of the speaker beforehand.

Then the person put Doyle's cushion in the space that was made,

and put the cheese on the cushion.

Of course, the right speaker was rigged,

so no sound came out from it.

And the left speaker was rigged

so that the sound of the clock that was recorded beforehand

would come out of it.

Then, Doyle would be lured by the smell of the cushion and cheese

as well as the sound of the clock

went into the right speaker where the back board was open.

In other words, he was lured inside.

If so, wouldn't he come out after eating the cheese?

He was put to sleep with a sleeping pill

that was buried inside the cheese.

I wonder if it would work out that smoothly.

Back then, the clock in the Japanese room indicated 12:00 noon,

so the real chime should've been ringing, too.

I don't think it rang.

Because it was 12:00 midnight.

Huh?

That clock is made to ring only at 12:00 noon.

If the hands of the clock are moved up 12 hours,

the chime won't ring.

But who would do something like that?

Who else?

It can't be anyone else but Ms. Hasuki

who was going to take this stereo with her, right?

It can't be...

She was probably going to put that doggie in the speaker

and steal it.

No, I would never...

Wait.

Ms. Hasuki would never do a thing like that.

But her shoes were in the yard by the incinerator, too.

-But... -No.

Ms. Hasuki is not the one.

Ms. Hasuki is not the one.

What is this boy talking about?

Because that stereo was going to be sent out on Saturday, right?

No one would look a live dog in a place like that.

If it's not Ms. Hasuki,

why would someone hid the dog in the speaker of the stereo?

The person who did it didn't want to steal Doyle,

but rather, just wanted Doyle to disappear for a while.

Disappear for a while?

It maybe a blind spot,

but if the back board of the speaker is removed,

it would easily be noticed.

That's one of the places anyone would look when searching.

Right. That's why the person came here first

to replaced the back board and hid Doyle.

Isn't that right,

Mr. Tsunashima?

Since you said that you came here first thing to look for Doyle,

it would've been easy for you to pretend that you were searching

behind the speaker and replace the back board, right?

Come to think of it, you said that

you looked behind the speaker and didn't come to this side, right?

Hey.

I'm sure that

you heard about Doyle's snacking habit from Mr. Kanou's parents.

As well as about the stereo not being used much.

And when you came to this house before,

you peeled off the sound absorption material behind the speaker

and had prepared a place to hide Doyle beforehand.

All you had to say was that the speaker didn't sound good to pretend

that you were trying to fix it. Then, nobody would suspect you.

If you were around when Doyle was eating his snack

you could record the sound of the chime, too.

You put the tape and cushion behind the stereo

when Ms. Hasuki came before 12:00,

and we were all gathered at the front entrance.

You then pretended to look for Doyle

and went around behind the speaker.

You removed the collar from Doyle who was asleep.

You also retrieved the cushion and replaced the back board.

You then put the cushion back into the Japanese room.

You returned the hands of the clock that were moved up in time,

back to the accurate time.

You then burned the collar in the incinerator

and left the back door open.

Because you wanted everyone to think that

someone who snuck into the house took Doyle

and fled from the back door.

I see.

It seems that you wanted to

burn the sound absorption material in the incinerator.

But that's glass wool that is also used as a heat insulator.

Most of it was left in the incinerator without being burned.

I see.

That's why when we made Arthur look for Doyle,

he brought the cushion from the Japanese room.

Because it was Doyle's cushion that was replaced.

But why wasn't Arthur able to tell

that Doyle was inside the speaker?

He knew but he couldn't go inside.

Because this room was a place where he was scolded in the past

and had bad memories about.

But, sonny,

I gain nothing from hiding Doyle inside the speaker.

What you wanted was not Doyle,

but the thing that was on his collar,

right?

This gem stone.

This is quite an expensive item that

Mr. Kanou grandfather had bought in France.

And where did you find that?

Behind the pendulum of the wall clock in the Japanese room.

When I looked at that clock at 12:00, the time was accurate.

But when I looked at 15:00, it was off 3 minutes,

and when I looked at 17:00, it was off 5 minutes.

The clock continued to delay one minute an hour.

That's how I found out

there was something attached behind the pendulum

as well as the person who attached it

was the one who was to take the clock home, Mr. Tsunashima.

That person is you!

-Darn it! -Mr. Tsunashima!

Darn it!

Stop it, Arthur!

You could never hit a dog

because you like dogs, don't you?

That's why you didn't kill Doyle, right?

You didn't screw the back board of the speaker back on

because you wanted Doyle to be able to leave

when he woke up, right?

Isn't that right, Conan?

Mr. Tsunashima, why?

Money.

I wanted money to take care of my dogs

that multiplied beyond expectation.

If so, you could've sold your dogs and reduced the dogs that you owned!

The dogs that I have at home

are mostly mixed breeds that have been abandoned.

Selling them is out of the question.

There is nobody who is willing to take them.

The only path left for them

is to starve to death or be killed by drugs.

They only have one in two choices.

Mr. Tsunashima.

Mr. Tsunashima.

Here.

You may have it.

But...

I'm not giving it to you.

I'm giving it to the dogs that are at your house.

Kanou.

I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

I'm sure

my late grandfather would be more than happy to have you take it.

How audacious can you get!

I feel sorry for the dogs that are owned by someone

who cannot handle them!

Come on. After all, he did promise that he'll make sure

the number of dogs he owns won't increase.

Arthur and Christie were both great, weren't they?

They were like police dogs

when they cornered Mr. Tsunashima who tried to flee.

It's instinct.

All Arthur did was go after the person who pushed his master,

and Christie is a sheep dog to begin with.

Shetland Sheep Dogs are brought up to bring sheep

that have gone astray from the flock

back into the flock.

They have the habit of going around

and stopping anything that suddenly runs off.

Talk about a wet blanket.

I can't figure out

why Ms. Hasuki's shoes were on the ground

near the incinerator.

He's the one responsible.

Hide here a while, will you?

What are you doing, Conan?

See?

Hey, Arthur!

Since when did you start doing a thing like that?

Hey, Arthur! Are you listening to me?

Arthur!

I wonder if he doesn't like me anymore?

No, he just wants you to stay here forever.

Isn't that right, Arthur?

Remember, you said a while ago that Arthur would bring your shoes

when he thought you were going to take him for a walk?

That's why Arthur came to think

that humans cannot go outside unless they wear shoes.

He tried to hide your shoes

so that you wouldn't be able to go home with Christie

who he really likes.

Is that right?

But don't worry, Arthur.

Christie and I have also ended up

having to go to London just like your master.

Huh? Which means...

Yes.

That is what I came to tell you today.

Which means that you're going to get married after all?

This calls for a celebration.

Congratulations, both of you!

Congratulations!

We've got to have a celebratory party before the move, then.

Silly dog.

Don't worry, nobody's angry at you anymore.

All right!

We were all worried about you.

Because you looked to be so blue recently.

That's why we were trying to think up a plan to cheer you up.

So, I'm not counted in?

Because you're always arguing with Haibara.

That's right.

Oh, I see.

-You did it, Arthur! -Good work!

Good work!

Right, you should always keep smiling Iike that.

Huh?

As long as you're wearing that facial expression,

you look nothing but a child.

That way, you'll look far from an old lady approaching her 90s.

It's a joke!

How rude!

I'm only 84.

Next Conan's Hint:

"Cracked wine"