Case File N° 221: Kabukicho (歌舞伎町シャーロック)

I knew it.

"Not Breathing"

It has to be some kind of mistake!

Stop talking about it. It's been a week.

But you know... he's just a suspect, right?

He's not the criminal!

But he said he did it.

Damn it!

Moriarty's being treated as the criminal.

And Watson and Mary are gone!

What's going on?

I just don't get it!

New drink?

--Yo! --Hey there.

I'll have a grown-up beer. With simple syrup.

I want a cola! With double caffeine!

Strawberry syrup and milk!

Hooray!

Hey, did the captain contact you?

They said on TV he went missing after the concert.

His dad was killed, too.

Poor Captain...

But I'm sure he'll just walk through the door any second now.

With a handful of presents!

Merry Christmas!

The town council has presents for the kids!

Wa-hoo!

Hooray!

Give me! Give me!

--Hurry! Hurry! --Here you go.

Lame! I don't need chocolate!

There's at least a dokkiri-man deal in it, right?

Don't say that. It's good.

Here, this is for the bar.

Oh, my!

Merry Christmas!

Thanks!

I thought the town council ran out of money.

Maybe we still had some left.

What's wrong?

Where's Santa?

The one with the purple beard!

What's gotten into you, Sherlock?

Move!

Sherlock!

I'm having a Christmas party tonight. Come see me!

We've got more to talk about.

"Error Fingerprint Not Recognized"

No!

This isn't... Albert's...

I deduced that Albert

didn't kill you because he wanted to use you as a messenger.

Um...

I searched all the clothes you were wearing.

All that's left is your phone...

Excuse me.

There it is.

The holy tree bursts on the night of His birth.

Bringing eternal sleep to a town covered in filth,

at the end of the road of gifts,

I shall offer a great cat up to the lord.

It seems he's started another game.

Come out.

So you knew that I was alive.

The cops have been following me for the past few days.

Because you told them to.

You're going to Moriarty, right?

Believe in me.

I'm going with you.

We're in position.

This is Sanders with HQ.

As soon as Moriarty shows up, grab him.

Have SWAT on standby.

Roger.

Do we have to go this far? It's just a teenager.

After what we saw at the Moran Mansion,

we need to assume that he's a class 1 felon.

Watson tells us he may be associated with Albert--

An explosion on the upper levels of city hall! Sitrep! Now!

I repeat: An explosion on the upper levels of city hall!

All I can do now is stop Moriarty.

And make him face judgment.

I don't know what he's thinking.

But...

...I still like him.

You're a fool.

You're a fool. And a good guy.

It's snowing.

Yeah.

It's beautiful.

On the other side of the wall is your beloved Kabukicho.

Watson, you came, too, huh?

The blood in the photo Mary sent me is enough that if you lost it, you'd die.

That was both of your blood in the photo, wasn't it?

Smart thinking, doc.

And wow, you've really gotten smarter!

You're the one who got Lestrade moving, too, right?

If you knew I was alive, why didn't you kill Lucy- san ?

I don't care about Lucy.

But I'm glad you're alive!

Looks like it's started down below.

The Christmas party!

Report!

The elevators are shut down.

But in ten minutes...

What's wrong? Hey!

Gas! Retreat!

Your top priority is to get the wounded out of there!

Can you hear me?

Looks like I'll have to deal with this personally.

Where are you going?

A Squad's captain went down.

I'll take command.

Fools.

A few seconds of thought and you'd have figured it out.

Moriarty, this building is surrounded by the cops.

I called them.

You're helpless.

So turn yourself in!

I don't want you to commit any more crimes!

You really are naive.

Simple. Ordinary.

And boring.

But your naivety is a bad influence on Sherlock.

Sherlock. The tea pot in your heart is just like mine.

It has a hole in it.

What Watson is to you, Alex was to me.

He keeps trying to fill your teapot with good things, even though there's a hole.

Moriarty, what do you want to do?

Why do you keep telling Sherlock to join you?

You wouldn't understand if I told you...

But I want to have lot of fun with Sherlock!

I want to use this whole world as a stage,

setting up unsolvable crimes,

and having him set them up for me!

Sherlock would never do that!

I was able to figure out who I really was after Jack killed Alex.

But when I figured it out, I regretted it...

Regretted not killing Alex myself.