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The stars of today's episode are these two.

A cute date with many chaperones.

A very serious case also comes along.

He sees through the one and only truth.

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

His name is Detective Conan!

Spit it out!

Spit it out and relieve yourself.

You didn't go to a class reunion, did you?

You couldn't think of anything else to say.

That's why you said so, right?

No...

I... I really went to a class reunion...

Don't play dumb with us!

Do you think you can get away with something like that?

That's enough. Spit out the truth, Takagi!

Inspector Shiratori, we got back up info.

The thing about him going to a class reunion is a lie.

Moreover, we found this in his desk.

"Ticket"

Not only did you deceive us,

but you also have something like this on you.

That's...

It seems that you've taken action

which is against the moral of the police.

Come on, and spit it out.

Your mother in your home country is crying.

Takagi.

Takagi!

"Love Story at Police Headquarters #5 (Part 1)"

"Tropical Marine Land"

And?

You mean you told them about today's date...

No, I haven't said a word!

I really pulled through this time.

I... I didn't say a word.

Really?

I even went out of my way

to leave a platinum ticket in my desk.

So, I'm sure that everyone's been distracted by it by now

and is going to stake us out at Tohto Dome.

Seriously.

I don't know why they get all heated up like that over a mere date.

You must be extremely popular, Officer Takagi.

I'm not the one who's popular...

What... what's this sharp glance that I'm sensing?

This is group D, Fukui and Kawanaka.

We've spotted Ms. Sato and Takagi.

Our target is currently having a friendly chat

at Cafe Aqua in area 3.

This is group E, Horita and Saito.

We've succeeded in taking a picture of them from behind the counter.

This is group B, Oda and Miyazaki.

We have taken seats behind the two.

Roger.

Remember to keep on your guard.

Understand, our goal

is not to watch over their dating with warmth.

Should they behave in a queer manner or make any moves,

be sure to report back to me immediately.

Speaking about queer behavior,

Ms. Sato's been acting strange since this morning.

-Strange, you said? -Yes, sir.

She's not her usual dignified self, but rather...

I don't know how to express it.

-She... she's cute. -She... she's cute.

That's bad.

Officer Takagi may resort to immoral actions.

Officer Oda and Miyazaki,

I want you to carry out strategy 104 in manual C immediately.

And you know, Yumi told me...

-Hey, did you see yesterday's paper? -Yeah.

They specified the hideout

of a drug dealer, and still let them get away.

The police really are no good like always.

Hey!

Stop talking nonsense.

They didn't flee.

It was misinformation to begin with!

Ms. Sato, please calm down.

Where are you going?

To the ladies' room. Does that bug you?

We did it!

We've succeeded. She's back to her usual self.

Roger.

Hey, wait a second.

Takagi is taking something out of his bag.

That's...

a ring.

There's no doubt about it.

I'm sure he's going to give it to Ms. Sato.

What shall we do?

If we're going to confiscate it, now's the time to do so.

Please calm down. That's within assumption.

I've already got something worked out.

What a relief.

What's that?

Well, it's nothing.

What? What is it?

Is it something you don't want me to see?

No, I mean...

I'll show this to you a little later.

It's Officer Takagi and Officer Sato!

You kids... What?

Dr. Agasa!

What brings you here?

Well, Inspector Shiratori sent me the tickets to come here.

He said that it's his token of gratitude towards us.

Inspector Shiratori did?

But what a coincidence...

to run into everyone in a place like this.

The mascot of Marine Land, Marilyn brought us here.

So that we could take a picture together.

See...

What? She's gone.

She disappeared.

Hey, Shiratori. This is Takano.

I made the kids join the two of them like you told me to.

Roger. Please continue watching them.

Hi, Inspector Shiratori.

Yes, thanks to you, we've all come to Marine Land.

Oh, the case the other day?

What? You have something you want me to verify?

Yes, I'm passing the area by car,

so I'd like to see you there.

You're coming here now?

No, no. Say no.

No. That's... Well...

I tell you what.

I'll send a fax to your residence now,

so please call me on my cell phone

after confirming it by 3 o'clock this afternoon.

Goodbye.

Hey...

We'll have to go home now, or we won't make it in time.

We'll take care of the children,

so you can leave them with us.

Is that so?

I guess I'll leave them with you then.

But Ms. Sato...

Don't worry.

If the worst comes to the worst,

we can always call Mr. Mouri or Ran.

No, that's not what I meant.

Neither Pops nor Ran could come today.

Pops is participating in a community baseball game

and Ran is cheering for him.

But they could've lost the first time around

and gone home already.

I don't think so.

Because Mr. Mouri was bragging that they're a really strong team

that made it to the semi-finals last year.

Right?

He was polishing his glove till it got glossy

and he was going all out.

Then, just as I thought...

Well, everything's fine.

The more the merrier in a place like this.

Okay, then.

All's well, at least for now.

We'll just have to wait and see what happens from here.

I'm going to take a rest,

so if any changes come up, be sure you let me know.

Yes, sir.

I stayed up all night finishing up work that I had on my hands

that I haven't slept.

And of course, be on guard for the case on the "deal" too.

Yes, sir!

What? 30 men to stake out on a drug deal?

Yes, sir. According to a tip,

the deal is to be held at Tropical Marine Land

by the dealer named Asakichi Yakura.

Oh, that big shot who's on the run

after committing three assault cases.

Is that tip reliable or what?

It's not misinformation, is it?

I'm sure it's real.

Inspector Shiratori is currently in charge at the site.

Don't worry.

God is on our side.

-So he says. -I see.

If he's that confident, then...

I guess everything will go well.

Miwako...

Hi!

Eels over rice!

Yahoo!

Hey, what kind of look is that?

I'm sorry.

But we were on a date and yet...

Don't be silly.

The world's not going to end today, is it?

Besides...

we can just consider this a rehearsal.

Of when we have a family of our own.

Ms. Sato...

Well, you know.

This is Sogawa.

They've entered a pretty dangerous mood now!

Inspector Shiratori!

Inspector, please wake up! It's an emergency!

This is not something...

all that great, but...

What is it?

Well...

What?

What is this?

What's in this paper bag?

That's not mine.

Come to think of it,

although this bag looks like mine, it seems to be a bit different.

Hey, this is...

a narcotic!

What?

It's approximately 1 kilogram in weight.

-What? -What is it? What is it?

What's up?

Did you have that bag on you at all times?

Come to think of it, I let go of it just once.

Please wait a while more before we depart.

Please give your belongings to the person in charge

because there is a danger that you may drop it.

Here.

That's right.

It was when I rode the "50,000 Miles Under The Sea" attraction.

I'm sure someone made a mistake back then

and took my bag.

Let's go check.

Maybe that person had come to get this bag.

This is Shiratori. Is anything wrong?

Well, it seems like something has happened.

Ms. Sato's expression has changed into a police officer's look.

A police officer's look?

Inspector Shiratori sure is taking his time.

I haven't heard a beep from my fax.

"Central Information"

What? Nobody came?

No. No one came to deliver a bag like that.

That's strange.

It's already been two hours since then.

Could it be that he has already gone home?

Right, there's only one bag after all.

Maybe he didn't want it anymore.

Don't be silly.

That amount of drug

would add up to several dozen million yen.

If he finds out that he has the wrong bag,

he would go crazy looking around for it.

-Several dozen million? -Several dozen million?

The owner of the bag probably hasn't been told

about what's in the bag,

and is probably just a mule.

Otherwise, it's hard to imagine he would easily leave his bag behind

and enjoy riding an attraction ride.

Besides, he doesn't even seem to know that the bag had been switched.

In other words, the deal has not been carried out.

The deal's probably going to take place

somewhere here in Marine Land soon, and the drug will be handed over.

Then, we've got to find that person quickly.

But how do we look for him

from among so many people?

And if the content inside the bag is heroin,

the dealer may be Asakichi Yakura who is on the run right now.

Yes. He's a heroin dealer.

We've also got information that he's in hiding in this area.

What's this thing called "Heroin"?

You know, the American festival in October

when everybody wears ghost and monster costumes!

That's Halloween.

Heroin is a narcotic drug made from morphine.

And once you become addicted,

you're attacked by unceasing bouts of agony

and eventually become mentally deranged.

It's an extremely dangerous drug.

Anyway, the problem is how are we going to

identify this mule.

The only clue we have is this bag.

Besides the paper bag with the drug, the other content include

are a brand new sports towel and a soiled handkerchief.

Isn't there anything on the bag

that indicates the characteristic or some kinds of habit of its owner?

Like a scratch, blood stains and such.

No, nothing in particular.

Then, maybe we should just forget about it.

There wasn't anything really important in your bag

that was taken away, was there?

On the contrary, there sure was!

The precious ring...

I was planning to give Ms. Sato.

You've got a clue!

Look at the shoulder belt of that bag.

Only the hole on the left side is spread out wide.

He's right.

That means that the owner

always carried the bag on his left shoulder.

If the owner carried it on his right shoulder,

the hole of the shoulder belt on the right side

should be spread out more.

But what can you tell from that?

Well, which side would you carry the bag on, Officer Takagi?

I would carry it on the side that I feel comfortable with.

On the right.

I see.

A right-handed person would normally carry it on the right shoulder,

but the owner of that bag always carried it on his left shoulder.

Which means

the possibility of him being left-handed is very high.

And if a large sports towel is kept in the bag,

he could be having a job where he sweats a lot

or somebody who does sports.

You're right.

But how do we search

when there are so many people here?

If only we could have a picture...

There were a lot of pictures pasted by the exit

of the attraction "50,000 Miles Under The Sea".

Yes, the people who got off the ride were gathering

and looking at the pictures.

Aren't those the service pictures that's part of the attraction?

The ones that are taken automatically

at the peak of excitement

and sold to anyone who wants them.

Come to think of it, something like a camera flash shined

when we were riding it.

Yeah.

The picture may still be there if we go now.

This is the number to my cell phone.

Remember.

If someone comes looking for a bag that looks a lot like this one,

call me right away.

Yes, madam.

Try and buy time until we get here, okay?

I understand.

We're the police.

Police officers?

What did the people who just came want?

Well, that man seem to have his bag

mistakenly taken away by someone else.

The bag? Could it be...

The one with the ring inside.

That's why he looked so desperate.

Excuse me. Did those people do something?

What do you mean?

Well, I heard them mentioning things

like blood stains (same in pronunciation as "wedding" in Japanese)

and heroin (similar in sound to "reception" in Japanese).

Wedding...

reception?

Sir...

Shiratori! This is an emergency!

They're getting married! A wedding reception!

That Takagi!

He just might get married here today!

Well, calm down

and tell me what you have to say from the start.

I see.

So the bag with the ring in question

was taken away by someone else by mistake?

Then, all we have to do is get a hold of that bag

before the two get to it

to prevent the worst from happening.

Dispatch all the officers at the site

and find the person who has this bag and get him.

Of course, I will be there too.

"50,000 Miles Under The Sea"

There it is!

This is it, our picture!

The people who rode with us are

five other people.

Four, if we exclude the kid in the second seat from the rear.

But with such a small picture,

it's hard to tell whether someone is left-handed or not,

let alone what kind of work or sports he does.

Oh, but the man next to Genta

was practicing golf swings while waiting.

He seems to be right-handed, though.

But since there are only a few golf clubs for left-handers,

many left-handed people may start with their right hand.

I guess you're right.

But the man who was behind me

is surely right-handed

because I saw him doing this.

So, he plays baseball.

Come to think of it, the man in the very back plays soccer.

Both his legs were suntanned.

Most people who play soccer wear long socks,

showing just a bit of the shin guard.

Then, the woman beside the man must be a swimmer.

She had a white streak about 1 centimeter wide

on the side of her eye that wasn't suntanned.

It's probably because she's always wearing goggles, right?

Golf, baseball, soccer and swimming.

All of them use sports towels, don't they?

But I can tell that the man right beside Genta

is a really timid person.

See. He was clinging onto Genta.

Come to think of it, after he grabbed my shirt,

there is a blue ink smear on it now.

Big sister, you were taking a survey

using a blue ballpoint pen while we were waiting, right?

Yes.

Could you show us the survey sheets?

"Genta Kojima"

Here it is. This was taken right after Genta's,

so there's no mistake about it.

And this person is left-handed!

How do you know?

See, look closely.

The characters written using the ballpoint pen

smeared to the right.

This is proof that the person is left-handed.

When he writes something sideways,

he has to write the next character before the ink dries,

so it inevitably gets rubbed and stained to the right.

After that, I think that the ink that was left on his hand

rubbed off on Genta's shirt when he clung onto Genta.

I... I see.

You... you're a police?

Please announce his name on the survey sheet

and have him come here immediately!

He's a major witness for an investigation!

Next Conan's Hint:

"Sportsman"

What is this episode about?

It was supposed to be about our date...

-Officer Takagi. -I'm sorry.