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Haneda Koji.
Seventeen years ago, the four-crowned shogi master took his crowns and went to America
to participate in a chess tournament, which he played as a hobby.
Mysterious Death of Shogi Genius
But the night before the tournament,
someone attacked and killed him in the hotel room where he was staying.
The room was ransacked,
and Haneda seemed to have resisted his killer,
but the actual cause of his death is unclear.
The cause of death of Amanda Hughes, a wealthy American woman killed
on the same day in another room of the same hotel, is also unknown.
Because Amanda was a fan of Haneda and interacted with him,
and the bodyguard who was accompanying her vanished after that day,
the bodyguard Amanda called "Asaka"
has been sought after as the prime suspect in the case, but he's still missing.
Furthermore, the identity of "Asaka" is shrouded in mystery.
None of Amanda's family or friends
know how she came to hire him.
Hey, wouldn't you know who Asaka is?
Who knows?
I've never heard of him.
But if Haneda Koji's cause of death is unknown,
and he's on the list of persons administered APTX 4869,
then it's likely Asaka is a member of the Organization.
Don't you think it's weird, though?
If Haneda Koji was killed seventeen years ago,
Kudo Shinichi Missing
Haneda Koji Dead
why is his name two rows below mine?
Whoever kept the list didn't list the victims in the order they were killed.
Maybe they were grouped according to their blood types.
And if that drug was around seventeen years ago, then...
How old are you?
How rude.
I told you, I'm eighteen.
It was probably the drug my parents made.
All I did was scrape together the data that survived the fire and recreated it.
Survived the fire?
My parents' lab caught fire.
The two of them burned to death along with their data.
The Organization told me it was an unfortunate accident.
What they were actually having me make
was a different drug, though.
But...
Why would they kill a Japanese shogi player?
He probably just happened to witness them
killing that wealthy woman who was getting in their way.
Apparently Amanda had clout with the FBI and CIA.
And it's true that Amanda visited Haneda Koji's room.
Apparently Amanda's fingerprints were on the doorknob, sofa, teacup, plate,
and fork in Haneda's room.
Maybe they ordered tea and cake through room service for afternoon tea.
Looks like the dishes were smashed when the room was ransacked, though.
Yeah.
Shards of plates and cups with "Juke," the hotel's name,
on them were scattered all over the room.
There's some glass mixed in with the utensils.
Was it a mirror?
And there are letters on it, too.
PTON?
It probably spelled "PUT ON MASCARA."
Right around that time,
there was a cosmetics company selling mirrors along with mascara.
It was a huge hit.
They contained the words "PUT ON MASCARA."
My sister inherited one of those mirrors from our mother.
But what would that mirror be doing in Haneda Koji's room?
The wealthy woman who was murdered was over 80 years old.
Maybe Haneda Koji got it from his mother, too.
As a shogi player, he probably minded his own appearance.
Anyway, I'm more interested in the room that was left ransacked.
The Organization never would've done this.
They always leave things as though nothing had happened.
That's what the murdered woman's room looked like.
It says the sink in the bathroom was left running, too.
Anyway, I'm impressed you were able to find this information.
Someone regularly uploads it to the internet.
They don't seem to care that it gets deleted.
It's as though someone's asking for the mystery to be solved.
But how do you know he resisted?
There are defensive wounds on Haneda Koji's arms
from being punched or kicked.
In his right hand were marks left
by him holding the small scissors that came with the room.
He was holding scissors?
What about the scissors?
Actually, there was a murder in Okuho City this morning.
The victim died holding some scissors I invented,
so Inspector Megure asked me to come to the crime scene this afternoon
to explain how they work.
You mean those stupid scissors that say "snip" when you close them.
You managed to sell those?
Ahem!
Everyone says the sound is excellently pleasant.
Would it be all right if I accompanied you
to the crime scene?
Even heaven is watching the labyrinths of the world!
Full throttle reasoning skills penetrate all mysteries!
A case involving APTX and a hotel.
With scissors in hand, danger is fast approaching.
Always determining the one truth
with the body of a child and the mind of an adult,
his name is Detective Conan!
Just Like a 17 Year Old Crime Scene
"Just Like a 17 Year Old Crime Scene, Part One!"
S-Subaru-san.
Why?
I seem to have made too much meat and potatoes.
I came to share.
That's not what I meant.
Why do you want to go to a crime scene?
There's something about that case that interests me.
Then let's head over there.
Yeah.
Oh, you don't need to come.
What?
You can stay home alone, can't you?
Fine.
You want me to stay here by myself so I can eat this poorly-made food, right?
Is it that bad?
The vegetables in the cream stew you shared with us the other day were completely raw.
It felt like you'd been listening in on our conversation,
and hurriedly brought over the food you were making
so you could get involved in the case.
Yeah, right.
I'm just not a good cook.
In that case, I'd appreciate it if you could recook the food while we're gone.
I'm pretty sure I used the right ingredients and seasoning.
Look after the girl.
I'm counting on you, Camel.
Yes, sir.
Hiyama
Agasa-san, we've been waiting for you.
You didn't come alone?
Well, actually...
I was actually involved in the development of those scissors.
Will we be in the way?
W-Well, if that's the case...
Are those scissors that amazing of an invention?
So the crime scene's in the annex.
The victim had been spending most of his time in the annex lately
because he felt the main house was insecure.
Those two are strangely well-built.
Are they bodyguards?
Ah, Agasa-san.
Thank you for coming all the way out here.
You're welcome.
The body's still here.
Allow me to explain the situation.
The victim was the president of a real estate company,
and owner of the house, Hiyama Kunihisa-san, sixty-one years old.
Hiyama Kunihisa (61) Real Estate Company President
He was bludgeoned to death with a blunt object.
He was attacked in another room of the annex,
and fled into the changing room of the bathroom,
but the culprit broke through the door and finished him off.
The victim was holding these scissors
with your logo on them.
What do they do?
Oh, they—
Wait.
You'll hurt yourself if you're not careful.
Shards of glass?
There's a pattern and letters on it.
Looks like it matches the cup on the counter.
Can we assume the victim threw this cup at his killer
when he entered the room?
What?
Yes.
Then the victim attempted to defend himself with these scissors,
invented by Professor Agasa, that he used to trim his mustache?
P-Probably.
Then don't you think it's strange?
Wh-What's strange?
The mop behind the victim.
What?
The mop?
The long-handled mop would be far better
for defending oneself against a killer with a blunt object,
so why did he choose the scissors?
Y-You're right.
Wait, who are you?
I forgot to introduce myself.
I'm Professor Agasa's assistant, Okiya Subaru.
Okiya-san?
I came here today to help explain the scissors.
Oh, right.
Apparently these scissors make a sound when they're closed,
but can they record noises?
They're not nearly that useful.
Sorry.
I thought he was holding them because he recorded the killer's voice.
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