01x09 - The Case of the Observatory m*rder - Part 3

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This one invitation that I received...

It led Ron and me to head toward
an observatory on a remote island.

On this remote island, ten years ago,
a horrendous mass m*rder had taken place.

And for the first time in a decade,
a meteor shower viewing party was held.

It's a model g*n. To ward off spirits.

Ah, Director!

What is all this commotion?

I'm Onodera, an astrophotographer.

Mr. John Grizzly.

I'm the Orion Constellation idol, Orihime!

The event was supposed to help
overcome the tragedy in the past,

But contrary to the director's hopes,
another m*rder happened.

The first victim was
the female astrophotographer, Ms. Onodera.

She was shot inside the locked dome.

What is he to you?

He's...

Ron is my friend.

I never expected him to make a friend
who blindly trusts him illogically.

The second victim was an instructor
at the detective school BLUE,

who had been invited as a bodyguard,
Mr. John Grizzly.

He was shot on the roof of the observatory
and fell to the ground.

A never-ending chain of murders...

Who is the k*ller?

This island is cursed after all!

They'll find our dead bodies!

That won't happen.

I know he doesn't look it,
but Detective Isshiki is very angry.

He loves mysteries more than anyone
and is great at solving them,

yet he was tricked and two people
were k*lled right in front of his eyes.

One of whom was
a renowned investigator he admired.

The culprit has
slithered in amongst you all,

hiding behind a mask of terror
and probably smiling to themself.

They will come to regret it.

They angered someone
they should not have messed with.

Thank you all for gathering here
in the middle of the night.

This is so that we can apprehend
the serial k*ller as quickly as possible.

I appreciate
your understanding and cooperation.

W-What do you mean apprehend?

Do you know who did it?

Yes.

The k*ller is among us.

No way...

So it really is...

...someone here.

Can you really explain everything?!

Yes, of course.

Now, the incident earlier...

When Mr. Grizzly was shot on the rooftop,

Ron and I immediately ran to
where he fell.

We did this because
seconds after we heard the g*nsh*t,

we saw him falling outside the window.

Conversely,
if we had not seen Mr. Grizzly fall,

we would have headed to the rooftop
where the sound originated.

And yet, there is someone who came
straight to where Mr. Grizzly fell.

And they did not have
an umbrella with them.

All to hide the fact that they got wet
when they shot Mr. Grizzly on the rooftop.

That k*ller is...

Mr. Jumonji. It was you.

The director?!

H-Hey now, that's absurd.

Geez, that's shocking to hear...

You're jumping
to conclusions, Mr. Isshiki.

I just panicked and thought
I heard the shot coming from outside.

Besides, how can you
explain the m*rder of Ms. Onodera?

I was with you when she was k*lled!

We already figured out that trick.

You pretended to go back to
your room in the middle of the viewing

and you attacked Ms. Onodera
and drugged her.

Then you brought her to the dome
where the lights had already been broken.

You had already drugged Ron
and brought him there as well.

I'm assuming this is when
you put the master key into his pocket.

The final step
was to apply adhesive to the doors

and lock the two of them inside the room.

Wait, how did he lock the doors?

The doors were locked
when you broke them open.

Yes, that was the cleverest part
of this setup.

Onodera had been
knocked out using weaker drugs,

so she woke up and likely headed toward
the light coming from the light switch.

But the lights did not turn on
because they had been destroyed.

So what did she do next?

She noticed the doors next to the switch
and tried to get out,

but they were glued shut.

So she assumed the doors were locked
and turned the lock to open it.

But she was actually locking it.

That's...

I think I would have done the same.

I understand how the room was locked,
but what about the m*rder?

How did someone
manage to sh**t her in there?!

The k*ller predicted Onodera's next move
and had set up a second trap.

Another one?

The clue was this fishing line
that Mr. Grizzly was holding.

Fishing line?

The k*ller attached the fishing line
to the top of the telescope.

The other end was
threaded into the ventilation duct

and tied to the trigger
of a g*n secured inside.

Unable to turn on the lights
and open the door,

where did Ms. Onodera go next?

In the dark room,
there was only one other source of light.

She went to the switch to open the dome.

If the roof opened,
the stars would illuminate the room

and she must have thought
someone would hear her call for help.

So she flipped the switch.

What happened then?

As the roof opened,

the telescope started
rotating toward the registered star.

Which in turn
pulled on the fishing line attached to it.

This pulled the trigger

and the b*llet hit Ms. Onodera.

- Star...
- What...

The fishing line
that Mr. Grizzly had in his hand

probably snapped
from the force of the moving telescope.

B-But the g*n was found
next to Mr. Kamonohashi!

It wasn't in the vent!

The g*n next to Ron
was the model g*n from the lobby.

You took the real g*n out of the vent
when everyone was distracted

and gathered around the dead body.

And you used the same g*n
to k*ll Mr. Grizzly.

Wait.

Let's say that you're right about
how it happened, but why would it be me?

What basis do you have for accusing me?!

I am the one with the questions here.

Before we even broke down the door
to get inside the dome,

you already had Ms. Unno
prepare the flashlights.

How did you know
the lights would not turn on?!

The only person who could have known that
is the one who set everything up!

Oh my, oh my.

If you've already figured all this out,
I guess I lost this one.

But I regret nothing.

Onodera deserved to die.

What did she do?

She kept sniffing around the incident
that happened here ten years ago.

What?

The astrophotographer was just a cover.

She was actually
a reporter covering unsolved cases.

I knew right away that she only tried to
get close to me because of that case.

Even during the meteor shower,
she snuck out to look through my room.

So you had to k*ll Onodera

because you have
something to hide, is that it?

Maybe that g*n is...

That's right.

It's the same g*n
that was used ten years ago.

I've kept it hidden all this time.

On that day, my father, the director,
m*rder*d all his guests and staff

before sh**ting himself to death.

I was the first one
to arrive at the scene,

and I soon realized
the sin my family had committed.

I had to hide this shame!

How could you...

So this is the truth.

All I wanted
was to live the rest of my life in peace!

But that damn woman
was trying to dig it all up!

Same with that idiot, Grizzly.

Pinning it all on Kamonohashi
would have fixed everything.

If it wasn't for your investigation,

I could've kept my peace
and I would've rewarded you too!

What are you saying?

sh**t yourself.

Atone for the dead
by taking your own life.

The g*n is gone.

No, Ron, stop it!

What did I do?

I will not let you k*ll me, Kamonohashi.

I will control my own destiny.

Huh? What?

No!

Spit it out!

It is too late!

I have more questions I need to ask you!

Why me?!

For what reason did you pin it on me
and not someone else?

Did you plan for me to come here?

Of course.

No matter how much you struggle,

you'll always be
in the palm of that person's hand.

What do you mean?! Who is that person?!

The night is over...

Don't die, Jumonji! Answer me!

I need to know! Jumonji!

R-Ron...

His pupils are dilated.

It's too late. He is dead.

This smell of almond... Is it cyanide?

Yes. We'll be waiting.

The local police are
on their way to the island.

About time!

That's a relief.

I cannot keep the tears from flowing.

Everything was planned all along...

He took advantage of
my love for brown sugar syrup

and used Toto to invite me
to the meteor shower observation.

He staged everything

to make me look like a m*rder*r
in front of a BLUE instructor.

Who are you to go this far?

And if someone ordered you to do this,
who was it?

Though it was clever

for an observatory director's
last words to be "The night is over."

Here's your sunrise.

Ron! The local police have arrived.

I see.

Excuse me...

Thank you for your statement, Ms. Orihime.

- Mr. Isshiki.
- Yes?

When you work,
you shine like a first-magnitude star.

Huh? A first-magnitude star?

Comet dash!

Star!

The police left with the bodies.

We can leave too
as soon as we've packed up.

I can't accept this.

Mr. Grizzly is returning as a dead body...

Yeah.

He was someone
who might have understood me.

Toto.

Do you remember?

Before we came to this island,

I said I was going to
give up on being a detective.

I'm taking that back.

It's no coincidence that

what happened here is identical
to what happened in my past.

Do you mean
the Bloody Practical Training Case?

Yeah.

When those murders
took place five years ago,

I was at the scene of the crime
with no memories of what happened

and I was accused of m*rder
when I came to.

That's true.

I found other similarities.

This is the scene of the crime
under the sun.

Hm?

This mark!

It's the same as the scar on your neck!

I didn't see it before because of
the darkness and the black carpet.

But it was drawn in red ink
before she was m*rder*d.

W-What?

I should've realized it sooner.

If you look objectively
at my personal history,

the Bloody Practical Training Case
is clearly an anomaly.

Never before nor since then

have I been blamed for
or involved in any deaths.

My attempts to corner and k*ll
the murderers began after that incident.

And this scar on my neck
also stems from that day.

This means I was framed for
the Bloody Practical Training Case!

But who framed you?

Wait... That person Jumonji talked about!

I've dedicated my life to investigations,
but that person took five years of it.

Then grew impatient with me
when I foolishly didn't notice

and elaborately prepared a case
similar to the one from five years ago

and invited me here.

As if declaring to me,
"I have a far superior intellect."

As if mocking me to say,
"Your fate as a detective is in my hands."

This is absurd!
I have never been so humiliated!

I will never forgive this...

Now, it's just me
and the dead bodies on this boat.

I narrowly escaped.

Thanks to you and that stupid detective.

Even so, I never knew
you could fake a suicide like this.

Thanks to this, no one even suspected
that I was still alive.

You are quite a skilled actor.

I compliment you on behalf of my family.

What an honor!

The murders were successful
and I can now begin my second life.

It is all thanks to you that
I no longer need to worry about Onodera.

It's still hard for me to believe.

The legendary M. Family, who stands
at the pinnacle of criminal history...

Here, before my eyes.

They say that all crime
goes through the M. Family

and 100% of the cases they directly handle
go unsolved.

The ultimate criminal family in history!

It seems we are more famous
than I thought.

By the way, what was Ron Kamonohashi like?

I observed him closely!

Just as you said, he changed completely
once he knew I was the m*rder*r.

Those eyes were
full of true murderous intent.

Had I not faked my suicide,

he would have k*lled...

That's all I needed to know.

Brother, it's done.

I see.

He said Ron Kamonohashi
tried to k*ll the culprit.

Hmm.

I saw Ron Kamonohashi for the first time.

What do you think of him?

He's not like any of our siblings.

I can't believe he's the 6th-generation
descendent of our archnemesis.

And also the 9th-generation descendent
of you-know-who.

So, did he get my message
from five years ago?

He turned pale when he saw
the same mark he has.

He doesn't get it.

He'll come to like it eventually...

The blood of our side
that flows through his veins.

The blood of
the legendary detective Sherlock Holmes

and of the crime king, James Moriarty.

That man has the blood of both in him.

Ow!

Sorry, Toto.

Stop it with the random hula-hooping!

I missed it too much.

It really only took you
a second to bounce back.

Once I thought about it,

it's beautiful that I suddenly have
a mystery about myself.

Think about it a little more then!

Right, Toto. I forgot to
ask you the most important thing.

What?

Will you still keep helping me?

Huh?

Well, without me to help you,
you'll wind up a m*rder*r right away.

That's bold of you.

Chef Unno gave me
some brown sugar syrup she didn't need.

She gave me three,
so I'll let you have one.

I know it's your favorite,
so don't worry about it.

Then give it to Amamiya.

It just looks like crude oil!

Would you mind
letting me pick her souvenir?