Detective Conan (名探偵コナン)

Kogoro-no-occhan and I came to a hotel

to meet spirit detective Hotta Gaito.

However, we found the man

we were supposed to meet murdered in a hotel room.

Not only that, but in the room next door...

Who is it?

What's with all the noise?

Y-You...

Huh?

You're the guy from the detective agency.

S-Sera... no-neechan?

Even heaven is watching the labyrinths of the world!

Full throttle reasoning skills penetrate all mysteries!

Is Sera the only one living next door?

The case turns a deeper shade of black.

Always determining the one truth

with the body of a child and the mind of an adult,

his name is Detective Conan!

The Spirit Detective's Murder

"The Spirit Detective's Murder, Part Two!"

By the way,

did Hotta-san order this wine while staying in this room?

Yes.

He said he was meeting someone,

so I brought snacks and wine for two.

I see.

Do you have any idea who he was meeting?

No idea.

It sure is hot in here.

You're right.

It's chilly today, but not cold enough to turn on the heat.

If the killer were trying to disguise the time of death,

they would've turned up the heat in the bedroom where the body is,

but it's cold in here because the windows were left open.

Mori-kun, are you sure you saw someone run from that window?

Yes. I saw it with my own two eyes.

Someone just ran from the balcony.

Come to think of it, there was a gust of wind when we opened the door.

Wind?

That's probably because I had the front door open.

Kokuri Sanpei (35) Toto TV Director

If someone came running out of the room,

I thought I'd capture it on camera.

Why didn't you close it?

They would've escaped.

But they'd attack me if they couldn't escape.

I-I suppose.

Maybe the wind blew the glasses to the floor.

But the glasses fell when the front door was opened,

before the bedroom door was opened.

Hey, Conan-kun.

Right.

Was that bellhop here when you found the body?

Yeah.

At first it was just me, Kogoro-no-ojisan, and Kokuri-san,

but nobody answered when we rang the doorbell.

Huh? That's weird.

He should be in his room.

Then Kokuri-san noticed he received an e-mail from Hotta-san

an hour earlier, and when he saw it...

What?

"Th-They're going to kill me. Help?"

Then he went to get a bellhop to unlock the door for us.

Really?

Was the bellhop able to unlock it right away?

No.

When he was about to unlock it...

Hey, wait!

My phone's ringing.

Hello, Hotta-san?

Is that you, Hotta-san?

I'm sorry.

It was a wrong number.

I'm opening the door.

Okay.

Then when we opened the door...

Well?

Was that a clear enough explanation for your mystery person?

What?

Who are you talking about?

More importantly, I want to see what's above the balcony window.

S-Sure...

There.

How is it, Conan-kun?

It's a little sticky.

As though something was stuck here.

I see.

So you found signs something was stuck above the window.

Hey, you!

What are you doing over there?

Get off the balcony.

Maybe something was stuck to the window,

and set to blow away when the door was opened.

Air flows away from hot and towards cold.

But I don't think the wind would've been enough to unstick something.

Even if it did, the object that was blown away should be around somewhere.

You're right.

But either way,

Kokuri-san probably did it.

Inspector Megure, we'll be leaving now.

Good work.

Whoa!

What is this?

Wh-What's wrong?

Did you find something?

Oh, no.

When I went to use the bathroom,

the toilet lid opened on its own and surprised me.

Why's he using the bathroom at a crime scene?

A lot of modern toilets do that.

Really?

Yeah.

They have a sensor that opens the lid automatically when a person approaches.

There's a sensor, and it opens automatically?

Sensor... automatically...

Sensor...

Let's head there.

Huh? Hotta-san emailed me an hour ago.

What?

"Th-They're going to kill me. Help?"

Sorry. It took a while to explain the situation.

Hey, wait!

My phone's ringing.

It was a wrong number.

Hotta-sama?

Someone just ran from the balcony.

There's a car parked directly below the balcony.

What's it doing there?

I see.

So that's how it is.

Hey, Sera-no-neechan.

What? Deliver what?

Damn it.

I don't have a choice.

Hey, mister.

There's something I want to show you.

What do you want to show me?

Just come with me.

Sheesh.

Now that forensics is finished, there's nothing left to see.

Okay.

The Sleeping Kogoro's ready to go.

This'll be a little sketchy since Sera's here.

Now I just have to use my bow tie-shaped voice changer

to produce the old man's voice and...

Wait, what?

Crap.

My voice changer's missing.

Crap.

I dropped my bow tie-shaped voice changer somewhere.

The Sleeping Kogoro can't solve the case without it.

I already put him to sleep, too.

Mori-kun?

Th-That pose. Does this mean...?

You solved the case.

Uh, Mori-san?

Is he actually asleep?

M-Maybe he's just thinking.

Why does it have to be so confusing?

Sera should be able to solve this case.

Yeah. Yeah, I got it.

But she doesn't know about Kokuri-san's car.

Conan-kun.

Want some help?

You're in trouble, right?

I-I'm not in trouble.

How about you, Kogoro-san?

Do you need help?

Hey, answer me.

You look like you're actually asleep.

H-Hey, wait.

Sleep is a biological function

of the periodically repeated loss of consciousness.

In other words, it's practically impossible for a person to speak while sleeping.

The old man's voice...

A smartphone behind his neck?

Naturally, sleep talking is an exception.

Where did that come from?

The words I'm speaking now must sound like

nonsensical sleep talking to you.

But since they are the words of the detective

who has solved this ridiculous case, I ask that you listen.

You really did solve the case.

That's it.

She must be using my voice changer from behind the curtains.

But you're speaking differently than usual.

Damn it.

Don't get in the way.

I prefer to be brief, so I'll start at the end.

The man who murdered spirit detective Hotta,

and made it seem as though the killer fled the scene

when we arrived, is TV director Kokuri.

B-But you said the wine glasses and plates fell when you opened the front door,

so you followed their wine-soaked footsteps,

and saw someone running

from the balcony when you opened the bedroom door.

There was construction taking place on the floor below when it happened,

so the room was shaking slightly,

but the odds the utensils would've fallen were 50-50,

so it couldn't have been used as a trick.