The Adventures of Kosuke Kindaichi (金田一耕助の冒険)

In cooperation with Kadokawa Corp. And Mifune Productions Co., Ltd.

Next stop, Ichinomiya, Bizen. Ichinomiya, Bizen.

Excuse me, sir.

Please be careful not to miss the stop.

This stop is Ichinomiya, Bizen. Ichinomiya, Bizen...

Umm...

I'm sorry to intrude, but are you going to finish that crossword puzzle?

I had planned to.

Forgive me, I tend to notice such things.

I see. Can you finish it?

- If I may. - Go ahead.

The answer is, "Indian lilac Salisbury".

Hey...

Your name. What's your name?

You want that I should tell you my name? My name is Kosuke Kindaichi.

I know you - you're famous!

The linguist.

No...

I'm an ordinary man.

The Adventures of Kosuke Kindaichi

Produced by Haruki Kadokawa

Based on a work by Seishi Yokomizo

Screenplay by Koichi Saito, Kensho Nakano

Dialog writer: Kohei Tsuka

Cinematography by Daisaku Kimura

Ikko Furuya as Kosuke Kindaichi

Kunie Tanaka as Inspector Todoroki

Miyuki Kumagai as Maria

Special appearances by Mariko Okada, Isao Natsuki, Tatsuya Mihashi and Toshiro Mifune

Directed by Nobuhiko Obayashi

Hey!

Hey!

Thanks! Sorry to make you wait!

- Welcome home. - Were you waiting long?

Was Mr. Isogawa of Okayama prefecture well?

Yep, really good.

Your powers of deduction could unravel the Gordian Knot.

That's right, that's right!

Enough, let's go!

- Mr. Todoroki? - Yeah?

This isn't very becoming of a private investigator.

I don't see the problem. Provided you want to.

If "provided I want to," includes movies, books, and this...

- Sir, we're ready. - Okay.

Look, put yourself in my shoes.

I'd rather not; your taste in clothing is rather limited.

Quiet on the set, let's begin.

Relax. Good.

One, two, action...

Mr. Todoroki, what is going on here?

I can only imagine that we've been marked for death.

It might have just been the flashbulb of a camera.

Yeah, maybe.

But elementary deduction suggests...

that the girl and the photographer were suspicious from the start.

There are too many frightening coincidences to dismiss offhand.

Damn straight, there are.

Give me a break already.

Tainted blood, secret births - the truth always has to be bizarre with you.

- This time it's different. - Maybe so.

- Actually, I'm incredibly busy. - Why?

A commotion over a thief.

A thief?

Thief!

Thief! Thief! Thief!

Let's go!

We pulled it off!

We pulled it off!

Tokyo Chuo Police Station

18 March, 18:00, around the time when the sunset bathes the face with a warm glow

Whatever. A flatfoot always wears his sunglasses at the window.

If you look at the sun, you'll want to howl.

You knuckleheads watch too much TV.

"I want more pay."

Forget about your pay - a detective needs guts!

You idiots, the building's already being torn down.

You might at least want to think about packing your stuff.

It's the phone - the phone!

Stop howling!

Oh no!

The limousine got him again.

That's unreasonable. Unreasonable, I say.

Look, the kind of limousines that run all over Tokyo.

We're going to look under every rock.

OK, we'll look under every stone, what's the difference?!

Excuse me.

Stop!

No! Don't!

Hello and greetings.

Hey, how are ya?

Oh, a present. A special, wonderful case.

No present, just the thieves. A gang of art thieves.

No grudge, no curses - nothing like that.

But surely someone must have died? This is the homicide division, after all.

They're thieves, nobody died.

I see.

This won't do. Hey, meathead. I mean, "Hey, you."

Detectives and PIs are like water and oil.

You're too friendly with strangers.

But you seemed like you were enjoying yourself with me.

Just like on the poster.

Didn't you feel like a star?

Hey.

Give it to him.

It's in the garbage can.

Tangled up with everything else.

The incident is a black, muddled mess.

Someone will be killed. Everyone will gang up on him. Stomp him into the dirt.

The kind of incident where you can't tell your ass from a hole in the ground.

You know what I'm talking about - the Chrysanthemum Doll.

Strung up upside down, with a funnel in your mouth.

Give it to him. He'll sort it out.

Good call!

Here it is! Here it is!

Look! Look! Look!

I found it.

It's a sculpture. It's plaster.

I know. I know.

Look, it's a bloodstain.

A single hair betrays the unspoken grudge.

That's seaweed.

Why don't you give it a rest?

You're scratching your head. Have you ever solved even one case?

You're getting dandruff all over everything.

By the way, Detective Kindaichi. About three months ago,

a certain South American airline was carrying objects of art.

Cargo Plane Crashes Into Ocean

- Do you remember an airplane that crashed into the ocean off the Boso peninsula? - Sure.

A fisherman near where the airplane crashed...

fished the objects out of the ocean.

What's more, they were objects that had been reported as stolen.

All Objects Found to be Stolen

This is how I see it...

It must have been the act of a gang of art thieves.

What do you think?

But... was anyone actually killed?

Well, sure, someone died.

After all, it was an airplane crash.

A flight crew of six died.

That's pretty good.

In any event, you seem tired recently from the movies and books.

- I did TV, too. - All the more reason for you to be tired.

How would you like to rest here a while?

Has anything come of the talk I hear about you going to the US?

1-2-3-4 Sanshiro.

1-2-3-4 Sanshiro.

Maybe I'll go back to the US.

Hospital Hill

The beauty of Japan and the beauty of criminal investigations...

fade with time.

Are you Detective Kindaichi?

Who the hell are you?

- You're Detective Kindaichi, aren't you? - Yes!

- Can you roller skate? - What?

Uh, a long time ago. I did it when I was in the US.

I see. Please put these on.

- Come with us. - No, I...

Get his sandal! His sandals!

Stop that!

What are you doing?! Cut it out!

Don't do that! That tickles!

It's a case! It's a criminal case!

How frustrating!

- Detective Kindaichi! - Yeah!

We're here.

What do you think we are?

You're the most nefarious band of art thieves operating in Tokyo.

Brilliant! You certainly live up to your reputation.

So I was right!

But there's just one question I have about your book.

How much it costs?

Don't you remember?

There was one case that you never solved.

The Adventures of Kosuke Kindaichi

Oh, it's my book of short stories.

You failed to solve the case in A Woman in the Eyes.

It ends unsolved and you wrote,

"It was an extremely questionable case, and I apologize sincerely,

"but I suppose it's acceptable to have one case end in mystery."

It was rather sloppy of you, and I can't quite forget it.

- He's cool! - That guy's more debonair than me.

Kindaichi P.I.

What do you think of this?

- This is...! - Do you know it?

No, why do you have it?

I knew it was real! What a lucky break!

I suspected it was real.

My guys are always filching things with an air of mystery.

This was one of them.

Then this is definitely the head from the story The Figure of Fujiko in your book, right?

Yeah, I can't believe it. It's the real thing.

There's one more thing I have to show you.

- Hmm? - It's a movie from 20 years ago.

A movie?

A goofy director filmed it,

not even knowing that the incident was unsolved.

Of course, the movie was incomplete and incoherent.

"A Woman in the Eye" Directed by Nobuhiko Obayashi

You're guilty, too, Detective Kindaichi.

No, the director is just incompetent.