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Even a gigantic wall that seems to block the path.

Turns out to be a large door if viewed from a different angle.

The children are playing baseball and the ball flies into a house.

Where objects are toppled upside down and a man is killed.

Something about his room is not right!

He sees through the one and only truth.

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

His name is Detective Conan!

Sensei!

Yeah.

Hi, Editor Shimaki.

What do you mean, "Hi, Shimaki"?

And what is it you want?

Just what're you talking about, Sensei?

Just joking, I'm just joking.

Please, come on.

You want the manuscript, don't you?

Yes! Yes, Manda Sensei.

Please stop joking with me and give it to me,

I'm really in a fix.

Yeah.

The printers are saying they can only wait for another two hours.

Yeah. Two hours is more than enough.

Two hours?

All I have left to do is to write the final plot,

then write the epilogue, so it's no big deal.

Really?

Yes, really. Please trust me.

You've know me for a long time, haven't you?

Hey, Nobel.

Please watch Sensei so that he doesn't run out on me!

I'm counting on you!

If he tries to run away, you can go ahead and bite him.

Okay, I'll be waiting at that elevator hall.

So, let me know when you're done!

Okay.

I know.

"Result of the Tumble (Part 1)"

Yes, in another two hours.

Yes, he says it'll be finished.

Yes, Sensei himself is saying so, therefore, please...

I think he'll be done too.

Yes, please don't worry, I'll make sure he writes it.

Teitan Elementary School 1st grade Class B,

"Towel Prince" Genta Kojima, facing a no-hit no run.

Two-out and bases loaded! Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya is doing just great.

Here goes the first pitch.

I got him.

I did it.

We're counting on you, Edogawa.

What do you mean you're counting on me? Hey.

The ball! The ball!

All right!

You can count on me.

I won!

Conan's fantastic.

If this were soccer, yes.

Take the ball with your glove because this isn't soccer.

Conan, don't tell me you're making light of baseball?

He's right, Conan!

Play like you should, come on.

Sorry. Sorry.

I can't help it, can I?

It's just a habit from playing soccer

that legs respond faster than my hands.

Sensei?

I've been waiting for you. I was really looking forward to seeing you.

Manda Sensei.

What's with that outfit of yours?

Don't tell me you disguised yourself as a bellboy

and escaped from the hotel again?

You never learn, do you?

Yeah.

Because I was confined.

This is the fastest, easiest way to get free.

No one notices me this way.

Nobel is with you.

Nobel! Nobel!

Oh, that a boy.

It's me!

If neither of us, you or me aren't around,

he may go berserk and hurt himself badly.

Huh?

Never mind that,

is it ready? The manuscript.

Yes. I finished it six hours ago.

What? Six hours ago?

But when I called you from the hotel a while ago,

you said you needed a little more time, didn't you?

I was kind of enjoying your panicky voice that I lied to you.

Please don't be offended.

Hey, hey. Haramoto!

I mean, it's really no big deal, is it?

Because I'm going through quite a bit of stress

ghost writing for you too.

Of course, in return I will get paid a lot.

So, I don't really have any complaints.

Here you go!

Here's the manuscript!

I wrote a happy ending to it just like you wanted me to.

Thank you.

Did you tell them about me already?

After I hand this over to them, I'm going to meet the editor

to discuss about the next series at my place.

After all that's done, I'll bring the editor over here.

Really? Thank you.

I'm really happy.

Well, if you make your debut, it might be time for me to retire.

Don't worry about it.

I'll continue ghost writing for you.

What I'll be writing are detective stories that you don't write!

The writing style is also different!

Different writing style?

The fact is, it's almost done!

My debut story!

You can look through it if you like.

It's written in a style so different from yours.

But, with this, I get to join the circle of novelists.

If I become a selling novelist,

I'll get to collect a lot more different things.

Come to think of it, you're a collector, aren't you?

Yes. I've always liked collecting all kinds of things

since my childhood.

But, the thing I want most now is...

the prize awarded to new writers, the Akutayama Award.

You're one of the judges too, aren't you, Sensei?

So I'll be able to win the award, won't I?

Unless I get this award,

I won't be able to collect other awards later on!

Oh, talking about collecting, I finally found the thing I was lacking!

Oh.

It really feels good after all to have the entire collection.

Well, I'm really happy for you!

"In the middle of writing, don't enter!"

Come on, Nobel, let's go home.

Nobel?

Nobel? Nobel?

Where are you, Nobel?

Come on out!

Nobel?

Where are you?

My, God.

Quick. Quick, to the hotel.

Sensei. Manda Sensei.

I've got to get back to the hotel quickly.

Sensei? Sensei?

My alibi won't work...

Sensei, Manda Sensei.

What shall I do?

Sensei? It's two hours already!

What shall I do?

Sensei.

Manda Sensei.

Sensei, Manda Sensei.

Huh?

Sensei?

Talk about noisy.

I finished writing it a while ago, and I'm just checking it now!

Oh, I see!

I'm sorry.

I think it's quite a good piece myself, so rest assured.

Here you go.

I'm sorry.

Thank you. Thank you for finishing!

By the way, where's Nobel?

He always comes to the door.

Where is he?

Oh, he's in the carry bag asleep.

In the carry bag?

I guess so.

I'll go back to the editor's room and check on the manuscript.

Oh, then why don't you do it here in this room,

and send the data to the printers from here?

Wouldn't that be faster?

And while they're doing the printing, you can come to my house

and we can talk over arrangements for the next series.

Oh, no. Because the next series you'll be writing

is still some time away so...

I'm sure you'll like it.

The next series is something I've never written on about yet.

A mystery?

You who specialize in historical novels?

Are you joking?

No, I'm not joking. I'll bet I surprised you.

I've wanted to try writing a mystery novel at least once,

from some time ago.

I see.

That's something to look forward to.

I'd like to see it soon myself too.

Yes, yes.

Sensei, please tell me more in detail about this.

Well, I already decided on the character of the detective.

I'll talk more about it when we get to my house.

What? Don't keep me in suspense, and tell me about it.

Well, well.

Nobel sure is quiet, isn't he?

Is he okay?

Yeah, I guess.

He was running around all afternoon, so I think he got tired.

Don't worry.

I guess so.

Wait here a while, will you?

It's a little messy so I'll go clean up a bit.

Oh, okay. I'll wait.

Nobel!

Nobel! Nobel!

Nobel!

You're back, good boy.

Perfect.

The perfect crime has been established.

Right, Nobel?

What was that?

What that sound just now?

It seems as if the glass or something of the house opposite here cracked.

It seems like the ball of the children who were playing baseball

hit the window and struck it.

What?

Gee.

Genta, you really fly the ball too far.

Well, I can't help it because it flew away.

Tell the ball where to go then.

But it's strange, no one is answering.

Maybe the ball hit the head of the owner of this house

and he passed out or something?

What?

Even if that were to be the case,

we have no way of knowing unless we go inside.

-My... -Huh?

Hey, wait a moment.

Haibara?

It's open after all.

Excuse me!

But, it's more like we're intruding.

The room that the ball went inside is...

Hey, Conan!

Are you sure it's okay that we're stepping into the house like this?

Conan! We'll be caught for trespassing.

Conan!

Haibara!

Let's say we have no other choice. How's that?

We're entering!

Excuse me?

Is anybody home?

Excuse me.

We're not suspicious people.

Huh? Something about this room is strange.

Yes. Something sure feels strange.

I wonder what it is.

Can't you tell just by looking?

Over there!

The mini cars, dolls and books that are lined on the shelf

are almost all toppled and upside down.

Why?

Don't tell me...

it's because my ball flew inside here?

Maybe because of that,

there was a warp in space and a supernatural phenomenon occurred.

Mitsuhiko, something's not right and besides there is no warp.

The ball that Genta hit...

I'm not going to let you beat me.

Here goes Genta! Hit this ball if you can.

No matter what kind of ball it is...

-Edogawa! -Conan!

Huh? What?

Oh no! This is a big one!

Genta really hit the ball hard.

The ball just coincidentally happened to go through

the open window of this house, so...

But the sound of something cracking was heard, right?

Maybe the ball hit a flower vase or something that was in the room

-and cracked it. -What?

You really think so?

What shall I do if I hit something super expensive?

I used up all the allowance I got for New Year's too.

Well, the price and all of the object that was hit,

we have no choice but to ask the person who lives here, right?

"In the middle of writing, don't enter!"

I'm sure the ball flew into that room.

That is...

only if the person living here...

is able to talk.

How about it?

Well, unfortunately...

From looks of rigor mortis, he seems to have been dead for an hour or two.

The cracked pieces that are scattered around the corpse shows that

he was probably hit on the back of the head with a flower vase.

Don't tell me that

the ball that I hit struck the flower vase that was on the shelf

and hit that man on the head?

Genta.

Oh no, what shall I do?

What shall I do?

Idiot.

You hit the ball just a while ago.

Not an hour or two ago, right?

What shall I do? What shall I do?

Besides, your ball seems to have cracked the flower vase over there.

Genta, I'm glad!

Saved!

Which means someone attacked him from behind?

Yeah, he was hit from behind with the flower vase!

When he was looking into the drawer of the desk!

How can you tell he was looking into the drawer?

See, the border between the drawer and the desk,

it's bent out of shape and tilted, right?

When he was hit from behind,

he fell towards the drawer

and it serves as evidence that his body pushed against it!

People usually open the drawer

when they want to look for something in the drawer

or take something out of it!

I see.

Just great, Conan.

The thing that bothers me is the room next door.

Yeah. The books, mini cars and dolls that are on the shelf

have almost all toppled and are upside down.

If the killer did that, what did the killer intend to do?

Hey!

Just what are you children doing?

Mr. Haramoto?

Is that Mr. Haramoto lying on the floor there?

Hey, Mr. Haramoto?

Haramoto? Mr. Haramoto?

Just what are you doing? Hurry and call the police and ambulance.

Yes, sir, right away.

Come on, children, out of this room!

Yes, sir.

It's a kitty cat.

I wonder where it came in from.

Hi, kitty.

Don't touch my cat!

Hurry. Out, out!

When the police arrive, make sure you explain what happened.

He doesn't have to talk in that tone of voice.

You're right.

Okay?

Yeah. Okay.

Next Conan's Hint:

"Unfinished manuscript"

This is my unfinished manuscript.

Genta, it's completely white.

Didn't I tell you that it was unfinished?