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Detective Conan will be going into its 10th year.

One down and more to come!

A fun-filled masquerade party suddenly

takes a turn and turns into a homicide!

A sad story of a clown.

He sees through the one and only truth.

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

His name is Detective Conan!

How about it? Pretty good, don't you think?

You do know that huge theme park called "Anime Land", right?

I was appointed one-day theme park chief there.

I figured that it's no fun just doing the part,

so I decided to add some "fizz" to it.

That surprise "fizz" that I added took on extremely well.

And I was asked to be one-day theme park chief the next year,

the year following and forever!

I'm going to come rent costumes again when the time comes

so don't go out of business!

Nobody said anything like that.

Because you're strange old man, they couldn't differ you from an idiot.

"Picture Mail from a Clown"

I guess this is good.

I'll give it to you as a gift, with my autograph on it.

No, thank you.

What's this dance?

This was taken around 3 pm when the earthquake occurred.

It sure was a big shake.

I'm sure that was about five on the the seismic intensity scale.

Are you all one-day theme park chief?

"Minoru Kijima (30)" -No.

"Make-up artist" -We going to a party.

They're engagement party for these two!

Oh, a costume party?

"Jiro Ishikawa (28)" -Well, it's quite embarrassing, though.

"Cameraman" -But, there's a person saying that "a mere party is boring."

"Yoko Nakamura (25)" -We can't refuse the request,

"Fashion model" -because she's a big shot.

Smiling on the outside, crying on the inside.

Tears are hidden by make-up, just like a clown.

Oops, I forgot the hat.

I wonder what kind of costume I should wear next time.

This? No, maybe this...

It's from Ms. Umeda.

It's from the host of the party.

I was surprised at the earthquake

but preparations for the party are in progress.

The chief editor hates earthquakes.

She said, "This is my costume."

A clown.

Yes, this is the chief editor, Umeda.

Great, don't you think?

It's a mail from Ms. Umeda

saying that she'll leave the door open,

so to come in on your own.

Roger.

It's 4.30 pm now, so we'll get there at 5 pm sharp.

A party.

Well then, kid.

Let's go play pachinko,

and go eat something good afterwards.

Yes!

Excuse me.

Could you keep this for us too?

Okay.

See you then.

Bye.

What about going to eat something good?

You used all the money you had on pachinko.

Talk about heartless.

What's the big deal about picking up balls on the floor?

What a wretched world, really.

I wonder who's more wretched.

Yes. A picture of a woman dressed in a clown outfit was displayed

on the women's cell phone at around 4.30 pm.

The cause of death is suffocation from the neck being choked.

In other words this is murder by strangulation.

This is the woman I saw on the display of the cell phone.

Mr. Mouri had seen the mail from the victim at 4.30 pm.

The dead body was found at 5 pm.

Judging from various angles,

I guess it would be safe to say that she was killed between 4 pm and 5 pm.

Hey, what do you mean by various angles?

Conan, sticking your nose in from the side again.

I'm sorry, just ignore him.

Oh no, it's okay.

The muscles of people become hard when they die.

It's rigor mortis, right? I read about it in a book.

The body usually starts to harden from about 2 hours after death.

But, if outside during summer

or in places that are warm like this room

where the heater is on, it starts much faster.

But, this person has begun to harden at all.

Which means not much time has passed since she died.

Since it's 5.30 pm now,

we can deduced that she died after 4.30 pm,

that is, about an hour ago.

And, who is this Ms. Umeda?

A competent chief editor of a women's fashion magazine.

Ms. Kijima who found the corpse is a popular make-up artist.

The victim is the one who found him

and brought him to where he is now.

And, Mr. Ishikawa who was with her,

is a cameraman for that magazine.

Likewise. Yoko Nakamura, who was with her used to be a fashion model.

Rings and necklaces seem to be missing

from the victim's jewelry box.

Maybe the young man that we saw stole them?

Did they see the killer?

They seem to have seen a man fleeing out of the condo

when they all got here.

It was 5 pm.

Just when we parked the car in the parking lot

and was heading for the condo.

He was wearing a black leather jacket.

A robber?

Looked like it.

Or, maybe a killer.

Come off it, Mr. Kijima.

He's only kidding.

Good evening, Chief editor.

Wow, it sure is warm.

It's cold outside, so it sure is relieving.

What's this?

Footprints? Don't tell me that!

Chief editor, there are footprints on the corridor,

but what seems to be the matter?

Chief editor?

Chief editor!

Don't move around!

We don't want to erase the killer's footprints.

Where'd the phone?

Darn!

The killer did this.

I didn't bring my cell phone with me.

What about the chief editor's cell phone?

There' s no way it would be here.

Ishikawa, let's us two split up

and go look for a public phone.

No, we can't leave Yoko alone here.

Please stay here, Mr. Kijima.

So, they both went to look for a public phone.

It wasn't easy to find.

But we finally found one in front of the station.

The case was reported to the police at 5.15 pm.

We arrived here at 5.30 pm,

and Ms. Umeda was already dead.

How come nobody had their cell phone with them?

You had it on you a while ago, miss.

You keep out of this, kid.

Yes, that's what I was just about to ask you too.

We left our phones at the rental costume shop

that we were at a while ago.

The chief editor never liked cell phone all that much.

Because she would be chased around everywhere at all times.

Especially when it came to parties,

she never allowed people to bring in their cell phones.

She even cautioned me against receiving e-mails.

I see.

About 5 years ago,

you could find public phones almost anywhere.

But now, they're not easy to find.

It sure has become a strange world.

I don't know if it's gotten more convenient or not.

So much for that.

Whether the killer knew about it

or whether it was a mere coincidence,

he entered this roomed that happened to be unlocked.

Ms. Umeda was absorbed in making preparations

that she didn't notice the killer sneaking up on her.

She was attacked from behind

when she was setting the things for this seat.

I'm sure she would've noticed

if someone came in from the front door.

And, she fled.

But there are no signs of struggle in this room.

The room is in exactly the same condition

it was when you all got here, rigtht?

Right, I recalled a scene

in a mystery program that was on TV.

I don't know!

I didn't do it!

I didn't do anything.

It's him! He's the one!

He's the one that came running out of the condo!

I saw him at the park in front of the station

and since he looked jittery,

I questioned him, then he tried to flee on me,

"Masataka Shimizu (25)" -so I nabbed him on the spot.

"Underemployed" -I don't know anything.

He had these on him.

Officer Sato,

could you have Mr. Kijima and the others take a look at this?

Yes, sir.

It matches exactly even the way the sole has worn away.

Yes, there's not mistake about it.

These are all her favorite jewelry.

Thank you very much.

Please wait here just a little while more.

You were asked to do so, on the Internet?

Yeah, I just happened to find something good written.

The content of the job was to come here at 5 pm,

and take the jewelry that is on the table

to the park in front of the station.

Stop making up stories.

You killed her because you were after cash, isn't that it?

No!

When I got here that clown was already dead!

I fled because I didn't want to get involved.

What a stubborn guy.

But, isn't it strange

that he didn't flee too far away from the scene,

and stayed sticking around the park?

It could be that he was really hired by somebody.

Serving one-day theme park chief can sure be tiring.

I'm starting to get sleepy.

Hey, hey. He fell asleep.

Beef stew.

It's cold.

The fire's been out for quite some time.

But the dial shows that it should've been on simmer.

Officer, please believe me.

All right.

What's this?

What's the matter?

Conan. Be quiet.

Mr. Mouri's going to start his show soon, isn't he?

I wonder.

Nothing's going to start, because he's really asleep this time.

It's the usual.

By the way, do you happen to know what this is?

This is...

I asked the manager of this condo about it,

and was told that it's an earthquake detector to switch off the gas.

An earthquake detector?

Yes, when an earthquake occurs it will automatically

switches off the gas to prevent fire.

Ms. Umeda seems to have requested to have it installed yesterday.

It switches the gas off when it detects a intensity of 3.

Oh, it probably switched off because of the earthquake in 3 pm,

and she forgot to turn the fire back on.

She forgot to turn the fire back on?

Rather, maybe she couldn't.

She may have been dead by 3 pm when the earthquake occurred.

But, the estimated time of death is between 4.30 pm to 5 pm.

If she died around 3 pm,

rigor mortis would've already happened

when Inspector Megure and the others got here at 5.30 pm.

The heater was on in this room,

and rigor mortis would've occurred even faster.

However, there were no signs of rigor mortis at all.

What does this mean?

Was it left in a cold place?

It can't be.

But the only cold place thinkable in an ordinary house is...

In order to delay rigor mortis...

What're you looking for?

Shall we help you look for it?

No, I'm fine. I'll look for it myself.

There's no space under the bed.

It's also impossible in the closet.

Could it be here?

Hey, is there a ladder in this house?

A ladder? I don't know.

Wait, it should be on the veranda.

I used it to take pictures last week.

On the veranda, right? Thank you.

It's grease paint.

It's still new.

It's so cold.

Conan? Where's Conan?

Artificial hair?

The ladder was not needed.

That person's the killer!

Please wait, officer.

Please believe me.

You came here. But, you didn't kill the victim.

Who's going to believe something like that?

We'll hear you out all you want at headquarters.

Hey, Officer Takagi!

Officer, may we be excused too?

I guess so. You may go.

What a disaster.

Your costume party's gone down the drain.

More than that, you've lost a precious person...

Mr. Mouri.

I wonder if he just fell asleep again?

No, the previous one was just a rehersal.

Now, let me show you the Sleeping Kogoro cut the Gordian knot.

Mr. Kijima, we can't have you leaving just yet.

Just what do you mean, Mr. Mouri?

Mr. Ishikawa, where at what time did you meet Mr. Kijima today?

At 3 pm in front of the Beika Department.

Mr. Kijima, before 3 pm,

where and what were you doing?

Well, I was doing a lot of things.

It sort of sounds like you're checking on my alibi?

Exactly, I'm checking on your alibi.

Inspector, Mr. Shimizu who was brought in a while ago

is not the killer.

The one who killed Ms. Umeda is

Mr. Kijima, over there.

Just what are you talking about, all of a sudden?

Mr. Kijima was with us right through.

He had no time to kill the chief editor.

The only time we acted separately

was when we went to look for a public phone.

But, chief editor was already dead at that time.

No, Ms. Umeda was killed much earlier.

Most probably, even before you both met Mr. Kijima.

But the estimated time of death is between 4.30 pm to 5 pm.

And besides,

didn't you see the mail from Ms. Umeda too?

All he did was use Ms. Umeda's cell phone.

It doesn't necessarily mean that she sent it herself.

But, Mr. Mouri, rigor mortis hadn't started.

Ms. Umeda's body was not in this room.

It was somewhere in a cold place until just before you came here.

In order to delay rigor mortis.

Just what are you talking about!

I saw the dead body here together with everyone else!

What was that dead clown that we saw supposed to be then?

A doll with the make-up of a clown of a size similar to Ms. Umeda.

Who is the one that suggested today's party was to be

a costume party, in the first place?

The chief editor.

Mr. Ishikawa, did the editor tell you directly?

No, Mr. Kijima told us that the editor said so.

By the way, Mr. Kijima.

Did you know that gas appliances in this house

were equipped with an earthquake detector device?

Earthquake?

You didn't know, did you?

Officer Sato, will you bring the pot

with the half-cooked stew in it over here?

Yes, sir.

Please explain the contents of the pot to us.

She seems to have been making beef stew,

but it is not cooked yet at all.

If left as is, I don't think it would've been ready

for the party to be held at 5 pm.

Ms. Umeda was making preparations to make it in time for the party.

As proof of this,

the dial of the gas stove was set at simmer.

She was probably planning to cook it slowly on simmer.

However, the fire went out because of the earthquake detector.

But, she never turned the gas stove back on.

Rather, she couldn't.

Why? Because she was already dead.

Mr. Kijima, killed by you.

What proof do you have?

This is ridiculous, I'm going home!

Mr. Mouri hasn't finished what he is saying.

Mr. Kijima, before meeting with Mr. Ishikawa and Yoko,

you came here strangled and killed

Ms. Umeda who was absorbed in making preparations,

from behind and switched her

with the doll you had prepared, beforehand.

Why did you do that?

Yes, you did so because

you had to leave Ms. Umeda's body in a cold place.

In order to make everyone believe

that she was killed before you all arrived,

you couldn't leave her body in a room that was heated.

Mr. Kijima, you left the room without turning off the gas

because you had to make sure that the stew was ready

when Ms. Umeda's body was found later.

However, there was an earthquake at about 3 pm,

and the gas stopped.

Unaware of this, you went shopping,

then went to the rental costume shop.

With Ms. Umeda's cell phone that you had taken from her,

you sent the mail just to make

it look as if she were alive.

And finally, made everyone give you their cell phones.

Then you tried to go look for a public phone

together with Mr. Ishikawa.

But, that was already what you had calculated beforehand.

You knew that Mr. Ishikawa would not leave his girlfriend behind

with a corpse.

That is, you remained in the room,

under extremely natural circumstances.

You then, finally brought the actual body of Ms. Umeda

that you had hidden out on the veranda inside,

and got rid of the doll.

The grease paint of the make-up of that clown...

Was found on the curtain.

That's a lie!

It's all just assumption.

You have no proof!

There is proof.

Please go out to the veranda.

Officer Takagi.

Mr. Kijima, this is your car, isn't it?

Darn!

That woman's to blame!

It's true that she brought me to where I am now.

But, each time I find a new girlfriend she gets in the way.

She tells me that if I split with her,

she'll make sure that I can't find a job in this line of work.

I was a indeed a clown.

No more than a clown.

That always hid my true feelings under my make-up.

"Mouri Detective Agency"

One-Day Chief of Firefighters?

He sure never learns.

Maybe this is...

Just as I thought.

"Firefighters"

Next Conan's Hint:

"Transmitter and wire-tap"

The next episode is a special edition most fitting

for the opening of the 10th year!

We will finally make contact with the Black Organization!