01x10 - The Case of the Poisoned Latte

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You actually air out your futon, Ron?

Wait...

It's so long!

I had no idea
that you air out your sloth floor.

Even I drop it at times,
so I don't recommend doing it like that.

Don't worry, I never will.

Why the long face, Toto?

I thought that you've been acting strange
ever since we got back from the island,

but come to think of it,
you've always been strange.

That means
the one who's gotten strange is you.

What?

Maybe that's true.

It's because you say weird things.

Like how the sinking of the ship
carrying the observatory k*ller

and the disappearance of the staff onboard
were no accidents.

Yeah, I really can't believe otherwise.

I think the boat was sunk by

whoever put this on my neck in the Bloody
Practical Training Case five years ago.

If that's true, how can you stay so calm?

There's danger creeping up behind us!

Panicking won't do us any good.

I'll make sure to prepare,
but also enjoy my life in the meantime.

You're so carefree.

Huh?

Ah, sorry.

Wait, you weren't even here a moment ago.

By the way, this is the souvenir that
mistakenly got put in my suitcase, right?

I'm sure Amamiya will love this.

Really? You think so?

It'll definitely make her laugh!

I thought so too!

Amamiya.

- This is a souvenir for you.
- Thanks.

Anyway, Isshiki.

No reaction?!

I have a job for you.

Huh?

She didn't explain anything...
I wonder what the job is.

It's really him.

Nice to meet you.

I am Chikori Monki from Lime Weekly.

I'm Isshiki
from the First Investigation Division.

So you're a journalist?

Yes.

I'll be doing a special feature
on a day in your life.

Y-You're doing a special feature on me?!

That's right.

We want you as the "Spotlight Profile"
for our newest issue.

"Spotlight Profile"?

Don't you usually feature
celebrities or athletes for that?

But personally,
I couldn't think of anyone but you,

who solved the Hand Collector m*rder Case
and the Metropolitan Serial Drowning Case.

My name isn't even in the newspapers...
How do you know I solved those?

Because I love you!

Lo...

Ah, not in a weird sense.

As a child,
I was involved in a kidnapping case.

And it was a detective who swiftly solved
the mystery and saved me.

Ever since then,
I've thought of detectives as heroes.

That's also why I became a journalist.

So I do my own research regarding
unsolved cases and impossible crimes.

The way you solve case after case
with your brilliant deduction skills

makes you a hero amongst heroes.

You're a god to me.

A god?

She's a weird kid.

She thinks I solved
all those complicated cases,

but I can't tell her about Ron.
This is a problem.

If it's troublesome for you,
you can say no.

I know it's a burdensome request.

It's been an honor just to meet you.

I'm truly...

No, I don't mind, but
I'm not working on any cases right now.

That's amazing!
They keep you reserved for major cases!

As expected of the First Division's ace!

The misunderstandings are snowballing...

The work ethic of a renowned detective
truly is impressive.

You even take your time
to meticulously organize paperwork.

Ah, well...

That is my main job after all.

I need this to end before I'm found out.

I'll be doing more paperwork later today,

so how about a quick coffee break
and then a quick interview?

It would be my honor!

I will have a hot cocoa.

I'll have a black iced coffee.

- We don't have that.
- Huh?

Our black coffee is just brown sugar.

My name is Kamokyu Teamaker.

"Ro" and "N" aren't part of my name.

You just spelled out "Ron"!

This is a coffee shop
that can't make coffee?

Can I talk to you for a second?

He's truly a renowned detective.
He firmly issues warnings.

What are you doing?

- I'm helping.
- What?

I came to give a lecture to the owner here
on how to make brown sugar lattes.

You sure do have a lot of free time...

That's because
someone isn't bringing me any cases.

Oh no.

Any unsolved cases?

None today either.

Are you on a date with that journalist?

How did you know she's a journalist?

That's easy.

As soon as she came in,
she looked at the magazine rack.

And the worn-down tips of her shoes
are evidence of frequent running.

Journalists also tend to have
their phone cases full of business cards.

I see.

But this is business,
and there's a lot of misunderstanding...

How about this place?

Isn't it fine?

- Hm?
- Fine with me, too.

It's pretty stylish.

I'll go take a photo of the sign outside.

Okay.

We'll go ahead and order.

What do you want to drink?

I'll have a caffe latte.

Me too, I'll have the same.

Welcome.

Three lattes, please.

Of course.

I'll get to your order,
so please wait a moment.

Here's your cocoa and black coffee.

Is this black coffee just pure molasses?

You really think I'd do that?

O-Of course not.

It's diluted with water.

Mr. Teamaker, was it?

Yes, I'm Kamokyu.

Are you actually doing any work here?

Huh?

Okay.

Three caffe lattes for you.

Wow!

When did you learn to do this?

What's important is to unveil
the platypus that is already in the latte.

That's not what I asked.

What a cute duck!

D-Duck...

Do you need help?

I'm fine.

D-Duck?

Excuse me.

Did you take a photo of me?

I did.

Are you doing a piece on him?

Yes.

It's a very valuable experience for me.

- Does he have anything to say?
- Hey.

Of course!

I'll cover the difficult and impossible
cases that Detective Isshiki has solved.

I missed that. She's a crime journalist.

Huh?

Here you are!

A free sample of our brown sugar latte.

This is no sample size!

H-Hey, you, come with me.

No need to thank me.

Just come!

What are you doing?!

A crime journalist will have
important intel on difficult cases.

I need you two
to have a good relationship.

What?

I shall create a good atmosphere for you.

Hey, wait!

Between you and me, I can make you
curry rice that they have at soba shops.

Is this still a café?!

Please stop bothering Detective Isshiki!

This interview is
already a waste of his time as is.

You really care about him that much?

I like you.

Why would you?

Ah, calm down.

Julie!

Miss?

W-What happened?!

Call an ambulance.

Got it.

And the police...

Huh?

She's been poisoned.

A capsule containing cyanide
was found in the deceased woman's cup.

I see.

Excuse me.

I'll avenge you, alright?

- Hey!
- Get away from there!

To a renowned detective,
a crime scene is a b*ttlefield.

This is Detective Isshiki's area.

He's a renowned detective?

People who know him
see him as a super detective

who has solved numerous difficult cases!

She's adding on words like "super" again...

I see. That's reassuring.

So even a suspect
such as myself can trust him.

- Huh? You?
- A suspect?

That's right.

There are only three people
who could have poisoned her coffee.

Me, who made the caffe latte,
and the two girls who came with her.

The question is
who added the poison and how.

Rest assured.

Detective Isshiki
will brilliantly solve this case.

I may not be the best out there,

but I'll do everything I can to write
a great article about your endeavors.

Uh, eh...

I have made reports on
the Kushiro Giant Snowman m*rder

and the Izumo Yamata no Orochi
Assassination.

Those are famous difficult cases.

It seems like
you're a capable crime journalist.

What's your name?

Chikori Monki.

From now on,
you should consult Detective Isshiki

no matter where the case is from.

Huh?

He wants to use her to get access to
all the difficult cases in the country.

Please watch him work today.

Why are you saying that?

That's a great question.

I'm Isshiki, with the police.

Allow me to ask a few questions.

We suspect that the culprit is
someone who touched the victim's cup.

Could you three please tell me
what you were doing at the time?

Starting with the barista.

The lattes I made were perfect,
but one thing puzzles me.

A strange occurrence where my platypus
latte art was mistaken for a duck.

You really hold grudges.

Next, Ms. Hayami,
who picked up the lattes.

Okay.

When I brought the lattes
to the table, Julie said...

Let's all take a picture together.

Okay, here we go.

Soon after that, I got a phone call.

Sorry, it's my boss from my part-time job.

Hello, this is Hayami.

I'll go take pictures of the café.

Okay, I'll wait here.

I quickly finished the call...

Goodbye.

- I'm back.
- Okay.

Let's drink.

When I sat back down,
Julie was the first to grab a cup.

She took a sip and then fell to the floor.

Hmm.

In summary, the only one
who could've poisoned it

is me, Kamokyu, who made the lattes,

or Hayami, who carried them to the table,

or Tamada, who remained seated
when the others left the table.

Don't steal Detective Isshiki's line!

B-But...

I don't think Mr. Kamokyu did it.

He couldn't have known
who would take which cup

and he has no motive
for k*lling someone indiscriminately.

Even if he was trying to k*ll her,

it would've been too difficult to try to
have the right cup end up in front of her.

A-Amazing.

I get to witness Detective Isshiki's
godly deductions up close.

Yes, your deductions have improved.

- Huh?
- Who do you think you are?

Ah, no.

Yeah, I remember too.

Julie didn't pick the cup in front of her,
but rather the one farthest away from her.

What?

How did the k*ller make her pick
the poisoned latte in the back?

Uh, I'm sorry.

Thank you for your statements.

I'll consider the circumstances
based on your statements.

Please wait a little.

Hmm, the k*ller couldn't have
controlled the victim's actions.

There must be some kind of trick.

But the latte she had is all gone.

Detective Isshiki.

You dropped this.

Thanks.

CHECK THEIR PHOTOS

Oh, right!

Maybe we can find evidence
on Julie's social media.

H-How observant!
Amazing, Detective Isshiki!

Can you also show me
the pictures you took?

Right...

Sorry for being so unobservant.

I only took pictures of you,
Detective Isshiki,

but I just happened to take one
of the lattes on the counter.

That's helpful.

My lattes really are perfect.

Why are you even here?

I found Julie's social media account.

She was really active, huh?

All the pictures look so fun.

Here it is.

It's a picture of the latte she had.

There's nothing unusual about it at all.

I guess there aren't any hints
to be found in the latte.

This is awful.

How did the culprit make her drink
the poisoned latte?

He's clutching his head
and sweating profusely...

I thought it would be easy for him
to solve this case...

There really is nothing suspicious at all
about the victim's latte.

He's really different from
how I imagined Detective Isshiki to be.

You're drenched in sweat,
Detective Isshiki.

Accept this gift from the café.

Huh?

A "grande" sized hand towel.

That's a steamed bath towel!

It's nice, right?
It fogs up people's glasses instantly.

That's not nice.

This logo will look amazing
on social media.

That's not the right way to stand out.

Exactly.

That is the key, Detective Isshiki.

If you stand out in the wrong way,
your life will go wrong, too.

W-What are you saying?

That pose right now...

The mystery has been solved?

You figured out who did it?!

Huh? Yeah, probably.

I'll go stare off into space now.
Will you come to surveil me?

Ah, yes.

I have to hear what he deducted.

I need to ask you a favor.

Huh?

Could you hide the kitchen knives for me?

Because a second m*rder might happen?!

Um, yes...

Though the one in danger is the culprit...

I will now solve the mystery
surrounding Julie's m*rder.

This was not a random m*rder.

Julie was a carefully picked victim.

Huh? But...

Julie just picked a random latte.

It's impossible that anyone intended
for her to drink that one.

No, it is possible.

The culprit knew she would pick
the one furthest away.

What?

The answer was hidden in her social media.

She placed herself
in the center of all her pictures,

so that she would
stand out the most in all of them.

So it was only natural that she picked
the latte that looked the nicest

without knowing it was poisoned.

But they all had
identical platypuses on them.

Yes.

Initially, they did.

What the culprit did was fairly simple.

She just had to scratch
the two lattes that weren't poisoned.

That could be done quickly
and go unnoticed.

What was done in the brief time it took
to carry the lattes to the table

is proven in this picture.

Ms. Hayami. Please answer me this.

Why were these two lattes
disrupted around the platypuses' eyes

after you handled them?

You're the only one
who could've done this!

It's because... Julie...

She not only wanted to be
the center of everything...

She couldn't stand it
if someone else got attention.

The moment my boyfriend
got scouted by a talent agency,

she took him from me!

That's why?

No matter how resentful you are,

k*lling someone
is never the right solution!

- What would you know?
- Strike yourself.

Those who make light of
the lives of others have no right to live.

What is he saying?

"Strike yourself"?

Strike yourself.

Okay...

Ow...

Ugh, it stinks of coffee.

What's going on?

Thanks, Toto.

I'm so sorry
for breaking your voice recorder.

You had the interview on there, right?

Well, it only had today's recordings,

and it's nothing compared to the joys of

witnessing the truth
behind the renowned detective.

"The truth"?

I finally realized it...

When I saw you
clutching your head, deep in thought,

I realized that you are great
not because you magically solve cases,

but because you truly dedicate yourself
to everything you do.

I've come to respect you even more now.

I look forward to working with you
in the future!

Likewise.

- Why?
- Why?

I'm just glad to have been able to share
in Detective Isshiki's greatness.

Here, I made lattes for you two.

Take these, Detective Isshiki.

I can't show her these!

NICE JOB!
USE HER

It's even better if you mix it.

Oh, thank you!

Chikori, if you're ever hungry,
just know that we also do deliveries.

This is no longer a café!

Then you better cook her a meal.

I would like that too, actually.

Why would I?

And I will drench
your cooked meals in brown sugar syrup.

You never change!