Detective Conan (名探偵コナン)

Inspector, we believe he fell from there.

The window on the fifth floor hallway was left open.

The victim's footprints were on the sill, too.

That must be it, then.

The question is why he fell.

M-Mori-kun?

We spotted you and thought we could be helpful.

This kid did, that is.

Kanbayashi Chosaku (38) Mystery Writer

Is this the author...?

Kanbayashi Chosaku-san.

He was renting an office on the fifth floor of this building.

Kanbayashi Chosaku? He's a modestly successful mystery writer, right?

Not modestly!

Kanbayashi Seiko (35) Kanbayashi's Wife

Sugiyama Kiyoshi (58) Building Doorman

My husband was first-rate!

What?

That's his wife, Kanbayashi Seiko-san.

She already came to confirm it was him?

No. She apparently discovered the body.

The wife found her husband's body?

Why, Darling?

Why did this happen?

Solving crimes with sharp detective skills.

Love and cases never change.

Lovebirds are the closest of couples, but what are they hiding?

Always determining the one truth with the body of a child and the mind of an adult,

his name is Detective Conan!

The Lovebirds' Ruse

"The Lovebirds' Ruse!"

Could you explain the events leading up to you discovering the body?

All right.

This morning as I was going out, my husband asked me to do something.

Some work documents should arrive before noon.

Can you bring them to my office?

What? But...

I know.

You can bring them after your show.

I took the documents that were delivered and left home at exactly 12.

I called to say I was on my way, but he didn't answer his phone.

I thought he might be feeling unwell, so I had the doorman unlock the door for me.

He's not here.

I don't think he went out.

She arrived around 12:20 and discovered the body immediately after that.

His watch is broken and stopped at 11:50.

He probably fell at this time.

Thirty minutes before he was found.

But why is he wearing gloves?

These gloves look new.

And then there are the sneakers.

I think he was wearing leather shoes when I saw him this morning.

What?

And what's this scrape on his face?

He probably scraped his face on the ground when he fell.

Then shouldn't there be grit stuck to his face?

Either way, the autopsy might reveal something.

And I'm sure an investigation of Kanbayashi's office will turn up something.

Oh? You look pretty young in this photo.

Yes. We didn't have much money when we got married.

We could barely afford those fox and raccoon dog stuffed animals.

He had that photo out, huh?

Was Kanbayashi behaving strangely this morning?

Not really.

He only stepped out for five minutes to buy cigarettes.

It's your anniversary?

Yes. I have my wife to thank for the man I am today.

I'd be too embarrassed to tell her, though.

I'll be right back.

He said that?

It's the opposite.

Kanbayashi made me so happy.

It doesn't sound like there was trouble between them.

Based on the gloves and sneakers he was wearing,

your husband must have been working on something when he accidentally fell.

So it was an accident.

But, Inspector Megure...

There's nothing outside that window.

I see.

So he couldn't have been working.

Which means he was murdered.

Huh?

Someone cornered Kanbayashi-san by the window and pushed him.

But, Mister...

That's impossible.

What?

It's the weekend.

Only Kanbayashi-sensei was in the building.

Even if someone snuck in, the only way in was the service entrance, and I was there.

Right, you little brat?

Then that leaves suicide.

It's plausible.

He said his manuscript was due today.

Perhaps he had writer's block and did it impulsively.

He was suffering so much, but I didn't notice.

It's my fault.

You do sometimes hear about writers doing that when they can't write.

But if he did it on impulse, wouldn't he have jumped from here instead of the hallway window?

Is it true that he's dead, ma'am?

Ikejiri Fumito (35) Editor

Ikejiri-san?

I came by to see how the manuscript was coming along, and they told me he's dead.

This is Kanbayashi's editor.

I know this is a bad time, but I need to figure out how to handle the situation,

so I'd like to see the manuscript.

Y-You...

It's his job.

And if it is suicide...

Huh?

I-It's finished.

You're right.

But when I called this morning, he...

I'm stuck.

It'll be finished at four at the earliest.

But he finished by the time he died at noon.

He was probably teasing you, Ikejiri-san.

His final joke, huh?

It may not be suicide, then.

An accident, murder, and suicide.

None of them make any sense!

We're still missing something.

There must be some kind of clue in this room.

Envelopes?

These are documents.

Usually he had them sent here.

So why did he make an exception today?

What are you doing?

That's a receipt from a nearby convenience store.

Isn't it weird?

Gloves 1 Pair MINI SEVEN 1 Carton

He bought gloves and a carton of cigarettes this morning.

Which means somewhere in here...

Look, I found the cigarettes!

But Kanbayashi-san went out to buy some, right?

Ten minutes before he fell.

It certainly is strange...

He'd do that sometimes.

He would get so focused on work, he'd forget that he had some.

You heard her.

Well, I'm heading back to the office.

We'll figure out how to handle this later.

Excuse me, ma'am.

I just thought it a bit strange.

He hadn't had the photo out before?

As if.

Their relationship was long over.

His wife wanted a divorce, but the stingy writer didn't want to pay alimony,

so he'd been avoiding the discussion.

Really?

After growing tired of him, his wife became obsessed with Korean celebrities.

Don't tell anyone, okay?

O-Okay.

Ma'am!

Yes?

According to my sources, your relationship ended long ago.

I sense the key to solving the mystery of his fall lies there.

It was rocky at times, but we patched up our relationship.

I can't believe you're bringing that up now.

Uh, well...

Mori-kun.

Mori-san.

Um, I...