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The rhythm of the wind sharpens the skill of deduction.

Black entanglement also unravels.

This case may lead us to those in black.

They may be involved in this case.

He sees through the one and only truth.

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

His name is Detective Conan!

Excuse me, Detective Mouri!

I'd like to ask you about the recent homicide case.

It is said that Mr. Nagumo who was arrested

confessed that he committed the murder

because Nobuharu was being bullied by Mr. Kazami.

If that's what he's saying, so it is.

All I did was expose the trick that he used

and advised him that it would be wiser to turn himself in

before any evidence came up.

If you will excuse me, then...

Mr. Mouri...

-Please wait! -Just another word, please.

A man says few but the message is still there.

I'm so cool!

Ghads, when he rarely solves the case without goofing,

he gets all carried away.

Well, I guess I can't help making Pops play detective

because I got to get information on the men in black.

But, they sure don't show up.

Rewind, rewind.

They collect large sums of cash by repeating assassinations.

They force people like Ai to make drugs,

and go around gathering competent computer programmers.

Just what... what are they after?

Hello, this is the Mouri Detective Agency.

Don't tell me that they're planning

to create an incredible game using all that cash.

What? A game?

The whereabouts of a system engineer who makes games is unknown.

Yes.

And you'd like us to find him for you.

Hey, tell him I'm not in.

I have to record the re-run of Yoko's drama

cutting all the commercials, you see.

Yes, now it'll be just fine!

My dad's got a lot of free time today.

Hey.

Come on, hurry shave and fix your necktie.

Yes.

The whereabouts of a game system engineer is unknown?

Don't tell me that...

Could it be...

"The Remains of Voiceless Testimony (Part 1)"

So he's the system engineer that disappeared about a week ago.

And you say this is not the first time he disappeared like this.

What do you mean?

Well, each time the deadline for the game system

that he is ordered to do closes in,

he frequently disappears.

Well, we thought it's the usual this time, too.

But we can't afford to just wait with our fingers in our mouths either.

We asked the police to ask him previously

and he really bawled us out,

so this time we decided to ask you instead.

I see.

They don't seem to have anything to do with the guys I'm looking for.

So, if you do find him, please contact me...

Hey, you must be kidding!

My place is dishing out the most cash!

Hey! Our company's the one

that first ordered the system to him this time!

You're not of the same company?

"Katsumichi Sugai (39)" -I'm Sugai, the one who ordered him

to make the system for the Igo software this time.

"Jouhei Naito (47)" -I'm Naito,

and asked him to make a chess software.

"Ryusuke Soma (44)" -I asked him to make a shogi software.

My name's Soma.

But, is it possible for one person

to handle making three different kinds of game software at once?

That's why we want to find him and complain!

That things are not how we thought they were!

We all went to place our order to him separately,

and this is what he told each of us,

"I haven't signed a contract with anyone this time

so leave it to me".

When did you find out that he was taking work

from all of you at the same time?

A week ago, we all received this e-mail from him.

Taking on three jobs at the same time sure is tiring.

Well, since my heart seems to be doing pretty good recently,

I think I'll leave my office for a while

and take my time working on my orders.

-This man... -So, please be patient until I'm finished.

I didn't notice because he was wearing glasses in the picture,

but isn't he Mr. Taku Itakura, who is famous for computer graphics?

Yes, he wears contacts when he appears in public.

Do you know him?

Yes, he comes out a lot in the credit of the movies.

Ever since his eyesight got bad about 3 years ago,

he left the field of computer graphics

and now concentrates on developing systems.

If he's that famous, he could've been kidnapped.

No way.

Rather with that guy, anything is possible.

About 2 years ago,

I saw a guy with a mustache at Mr. Itakura's office.

He was a big man with a Kansai accent.

I'm sure you've seen him, too.

He was at the Mantendo game convention.

Tequila!

What did the big man say?

What were they talking about at the office?

I don't know.

When I got there, he was saying, "We don't need you no more",

and he was ready to leave.

Is that all? Isn't there more?

Hey, Conan. Just what's the matter with you?

Darn.

I've no choice but to find Mr. Itakura and ask him myself.

If I'm not mistaken,

that big man supposedly died in the explosion back then,

so I don't think he's involved.

The problem is this picture.

How shall we start searching for him?

I think he's in a hotel or something somewhere.

Hotel's refuse to give out private information of their guests, too.

Besides, he's probably using a pseudonym anyway.

Ran.

I want to eat sashimi, Tientsin food and beef stew tonight.

Hey, wait second. That's Japanese, Chinese and Western-style food.

You can't even get that combination of food

at a family restaurant that's got almost all kinds of food.

Which means if one customer orders all three kinds of food by himself,

people will think he's a weird customer, right?

A weird customer?

Come to think of it, he has a shogi board,

an Igo board and a chessboard in his room.

Have you heard what he took with him from his workplace?

I heard that he packed the notebook type computer

that he always uses, and a few discs in his bag and left.

He didn't take anything else with him, then?

Yes.

What is with this hotel?

Who may I ask are you?

I'm the one who borrowed the shogi, chess and Igo game from you.

The phone in my room is suddenly not working.

I'm calling from my cell phone now,

hurry and do something about it!

We do not rent out things like that in our hotel.

Oh, I'm sorry, I made a mistake.

Okay, next it's Hotel New Baker.

If a guest borrows shogi, chess, and Igo board all by himself

and stays at the hotel for a week,

I'm sure the employees of the hotel are talking about him.

I'm calling on my cell phone right now,

but hurry and do something, will you?

You're Mr. Itakura of room 2004, aren't you?

Right, room 2004.

I'll send somebody over to your room right away, sir.

The telephone cord seems to have unhooked!

I'm so sorry.

Hotel New Baker, room 2004!

Ghads, why are you guys coming with me?

You're nothing but trouble!

Because Conan said...

It's not fair, Pops.

I know you're planning to eat at the luxurious hotel restaurant.

No big deal, Mr. Detective.

If Mr. Itakura is found, we'll treat you to a meal.

Oh, well.

So this is his hide-out.

You're all competitors in the business, aren't you?

Why'd you all end up coming here together?

Because we found out that he took jobs from all three of us at once.

All of us who are in charge of the job we ordered to him

decided that we three should talk to him together.

And so, it dawned on me to ask you to help us, Mr. Mouri.

I was the one, who suggested that we ask a detective to help us!

No, I'm the one who mentioned his name.

Idiot! I'm the one who contacted him by phone.

I'm the one who first mentioned the idea, right?

Gosh.

Man, Yoko's program is over.

Oh, my. Wearing a cheap wristwatch like that,

I'm sure you'll get some snide remarks about it.

Mr. Itakura is really picky when it comes to watches.

-Look, that's why... -We also...

Is your wristwatch genuine or what?

You jerk! I just bought it 5 days ago, it's brand new.

I'll bet yours is fake.

I'm sorry. Mr. Naito, can you push the 20th floor for me, please?

Sure.

Let's see.

I'm sure that Mr. Itakura will be surprised seeing us all here.

Yes.

I wonder if it's okay to head for the hotel room just like that?

Mr. Itakura is a man who is somehow

involved with Tequila, a member of the organization.

I wonder if it's safe for Ran, Pops and those people

to go to his room?

Those last words that Tequila said to Mr. Itakura,

"You're of no use to us anymore".

In other words,

it could mean, "We're finished with you, so we're going to kill you".

What if those guys are hiding near here

to get rid of Mr. Itakura.

Rather, they may already be in his room.

Come on, idiot. What am I getting all panicky for?

Cool head.

Tequila said so 2 years ago.

If they really meant to kill him,

Mr. Itakura would've been killed long ago.

Besides, if Mr. Itakura is a member of the organization,

he would never let an outsider such as Mr. Soma, enter the room

while he is talking to Tequila.

At any rate, we've got to meet Mr. Itakura

and get him to somehow tell us what's going on.

I've got to find out why Tequila came to his office.

Strange.

He's got this "Don't Disturb" sign hanging on the door and yet...

He probably went out to eat or something.

Let's wait in front of here, then.

Thank you so much for the trouble.

It's an automatic lock door,

so please make sure you take your key along with you.

Yes, I will.

Excuse me, mister!

Could you open my uncle's room, too?

It seems he forgot that we were coming and went out.

But...

Hurry! Or I'm going to leak.

I gotta go...

I'm really sorry, thank you.

You're pretty sharp, sonny.

Because if Mr. Itakura comes back

and sees us all in front of the door of his room,

he might run away, right?

But that's no need for that, sonny.

It seems that Mr. Itakura has just dozed off.

Of all things I tell you...

Hey, get up. Hey.

You can't get away, Mr. Itakura.

What?

Mr. Itakura!

Mr. Itakura?

No good.

He's been dead for more than a day.

What? It can't be...

I'll go call the police.

What happened?

Probably a heart attack.

Pills are scattered all over the desk.

He probably had a sudden heart attack

and tried to drink medicine,

but couldn't, and died.

I tell you. It's because he goes into hiding.

No, Mr. Itakura didn't die of an illness.

He was killed by someone.

But, why?

Why did all clues of those guys vanish just like that?

Darn!

What's that?

A diary?

Mr. Itakura's diary.

If so, maybe there's something in it.

About what Tequila came to visit Mr. Itakura for...

and what the men in black are trying to do.

Maybe looking through this

will give us an idea.

Hey!

Don't you dare touch the belongings of a dead person!

Seriously. The minute I take my eyes off of you...

Darn. I can't do a thing about it after all.

I guess I'll have to let him know what's going on

to look inside the diary.

About the fact that Mr. Itakura

didn't die a natural death by a heart attack,

but was made to look that way by someone.

And that the possibility of that someone being one of the three here is,

is very likely.

The victim is Mr. Taku Itakura, age 45,

a system engineer of games.

And, the cause of his death is?

I can't say anything decisive

but there are no visible external injuries.

Judging from the fact

that he was taking doses of a coronary enlargement drug,

it is likely that he had a heart attack.

He's probably been dead for about 2 days.

Inspector! We got a hold of Mr. Itakura's doctor.

And?

Mr. Itakura's heart seems to have been in very bad shape,

and he was scheduled to undergo surgery

as soon as he completed the work he had taken on this time.

Which means,

this case is not one that's to be handled by you.

Yes, it sure looks to be that way.

But, if he's been dead for two days,

why didn't any of the hotel personnel realize it?

He used to hate people coming into his working place.

Yes, that's right. Just the other day,

he was fuming about the fact that the papers on his desk

had been moved 10 centimeters.

And, he rarely changes the sheets he uses at home either,

so I'm sure he refused to have his bed made.

Who are those three people?

They are employees of the companies that placed jobs to Mr. Itakura.

They came to ask me

to search for Mr. Itakura who disappeared a week ago.

And, you found him all right, but he was dead?

Yes.

But it's no wonder that he ended up this way,

being that he confined himself in a hotel, neglecting his health.

I see.

I think this man favors tidiness.

Because when we came into this room,

this man was sitting on the chair with his face pushed down on the desk,

and yet there are no marks left on the desk.

Marks?

The marks of his saliva.

If somebody drools as much as he does,

it would usually dirty the desk too, wouldn't it?

I'm sure the man wiped it.

Idiot!

Why would a man who is suffering from a heart attack

wipe the desk before drinking his medicine?

Then, who wiped the desk?

I wonder who can it be?

Besides, this is the first time that I heard that the victim

was found with his face down on the desk.

Oh, well. He slid to the floor when we shook him...

If so, then it's strange.

The back of the victim's hand.

If the hand of the victim whose face was down on the desk

was found stiff in this position, his hand would've had to be

stuck between the desk and his body all this time.

But there are no such traces left.

Don't tell me that Mr. Itakura died somewhere else?

But the hands and feet of the corpse

is completely stiff in this manner, inspector.

If so, it would be impossible

unless someone tied Mr. Itakura onto the chair deliberately.

I see.

So Mr. Itakura was probably made to sit in the chair,

tied up with his hands on his chest,

and was unable to take his medicine unless somebody helped him drink it.

Then, don't tell me that this is...

Yes. This is in a case within the range of our profession.

A homicide.

Oh, no.

But if so, there should be marks of him having been tied up.

How about it, coroner?

There are no such clear traces,

but it seems that exterior pressure

had been applied to a wide area over his body,

from the many visible traces of blood congestion.

Just what does that mean?

This blanket is soft and warm!

Conan! Stop that.

But, what's this?

It's got sticky stuff on here and there!

I get it. It's the blanket.

The blanket?

The killer probably wrapped Mr. Itakura's body with the blanket,

made him sit in the chair and then wrapped his body up with masking tape.

A pillow or something was probably placed in between his lap and chest,

to make him lean against the desk.

I see. If so, there would be no traces.

Which means that the legs of this table that are fixed in place

is what held his chair in place.

Although it looks as if they removed it once,

a little of the adhesive of the masking tape can still be detected.

In other words, the killer left Mr. Itakura in that position

until he died of a heart attack.

Then after postmortem rigidity spread throughout his body,

they came back again to remove the masking tape and blanket.

That is, they made it look like he died of an illness.

Okay.

Ask the hotel employees if they saw any suspicious-looking people

during the last three days.

Yes, sir!

A hotel...

Well, the thing is, I called this hotel making believe

that I was Mr. Itakura to hunt down this room.

I told them that I was the one who borrowed the shogi, chess and Igo games.

And complained to them saying that my telephone broke down,

so to hurry and do something about it.

And that's how I got the room number to this room.

I heard them laughing on the other side of the line after that.

Saying, "Not again".

What?

Which means that somebody else could've done the same thing

to find out where he was, too?

Well, but I wonder if there would be anyone

who have the same sort of brains that I, Kogoro Mouri has.

Inspector! We found another suspicious person

who pretended to be Mr. Itakura saying that

the phone of his room broke down.

Oh, so there was someone else.

When the employee went to check the room later,

Mr. Itakura yelled at him

and chased him away saying, "I didn't call you".

I guess it would be safe to say

that the killer is the one who made the phone call.

But how did you know

that Mr. Itakura borrowed the shogi, chess and Igo game from the hotel?

From his mail.

I saw the mail with the image attachment

that Mr. Itakura sent to the three of them.

That is, Mr. Itakura sitting in front of a shogi, chess and Igo board.

I see.

In other words,

all three of you could've used the same method

that Mr. Mouri used to come here.

What?

Are you serious?

No way.

Next Conan's Hint:

"Foundation Stone"