- It's ready! - Okay.
Alright.
- What about the reading card? - I've circled it.
Okay.
Hmm.
Today we have pink and green Tupperware.
- Okay. - Yes.
Alright.
Everyday's weather
That's nice, I want to eat, too.
Here.
Right. What I can do, I do alone.
What I can't do, we do together.
- I'm off. - See you later.
I'm Hayata Seiko.
I'm Kazama Kimichika.
Ouch! Hey..!
Huh? What was that?
- Good morning. - You're early.
My first day.
Oh, is that your child?
Less a parent, and more like friends, I guess.
You get along well.
Yukiha-san, I'd like to take bereavement leave.
My grandmother... What's that?
What is this?
Ah, I understand. Please submit an application.
Yes.
What time does the instructor usually come?
- He's already here. - Eh?
- Good morning. - Good morning.
- What's that? - It was in my bag.
I bumped into a guy. Maybe that's when it happened.
This is the instructor's office. Yes.
Ms. Hayata.
Excuse me.
An unnatural death was discovered in Minamiashigara City.
It's an on-site investigation.
4 days ago
You were on the news yesterday.
I was asked to comment on the murder case.
#3 Poisonous Corpse
- Did I overdo it? - No, no way.
Thanks to you, the school's name recognition has increased,
and the number of students who want to enroll is increasing.
- The board is happy too. - Much obliged.
The dean has decided on you.
You're the next dean of the School of Medicine.
I am?
Congratulations.
I'm going to Tengoku (Heaven) first.
Thank you for waiting.
We will now begin recording.
Full name is Utagawa Michio, 65 years old, male.
Possible suicide by cyanide poisoning.
Requested by the Ouhiro Police Department.
- Starting time is 10:26. - Alright, let's begin.
Medium build. Nutritional status somewhat poor.
Skin is generally pale.
Color of postmortem lividity is...
slightly red.
Rectal temperature... 10 degrees Celsius!
- Is it your first time? - I'm sorry.
Jaw, neck, and shoulders are medium build.
All other areas are strong.
- I will now perform the incision. - Yes.
1 cm of subcutaneous fat.
It's urgent. Excuse me.
Congratulations.
- So the rumors are spreading. - Yes, it's quite an accomplishment.
Ah, I'm going to be busy from now on.
You'll have to become a full-fledged forensic pathologist as soon as possible.
I'll do my best to become a forensic pathologist like you.
- Oh, it was delicious. - You tried it?
- The uguisu (green pea) dessert? - Yes.
- They're the best. - Oh.
That shop has the most delicious ones.
Yeah.
Professor, please.
This time round, you'll do it.
What? Are you sure?
I was able to do it on my own at your age.
Please collect a piece of the damaged tissue.
But university regulations state that only professors...
You do it. You need to gain experience quickly.
Ah, okay.
- I'm cutting open the stomach. - First put on your mask...
Ube-kun?
That's not good...
Ube is not feeling well, so I had him rest.
- Oh, I see. - I'll continue the autopsy.
Please go ahead.
Stomach contents: 100ml of brown liquid.
Observing the mucous membrane.
What's that bird singing about?
It's the Oriental dollarbird.
It makes an eerie sound in the woods.
There's a legend that if you hear it in the dark, thieves will come.
How are you feeling? You've been resting for three days now.
I have a headache and dizziness, I feel terrible.
I breathed in the cyanide which was still in the corpse's stomach.
How unfortunate.
I can't believe I forgot to get you the mask.
It was my lack of caution.
I apologize.
I'm resigning from the university.
Is that so?
I didn't tell anyone, as you ordered.
But I think I need to report it to the university.
I'll make a public statement about how the accident happened.
That's not good.
If the scandal comes to light, my promotion will be put on hold.
- Here. - Oh.
Thank you very much.
- Please. - Ah.
Bon appétit.
Professor, it's so you won't have an accident again.
I guess it can't be helped.
This may be the last time we meet.
I sincerely feel sorry for you.
The birds singing in the night, didn't bring out a thief,
but a murderer instead.
I'm going to Tengoku (Heaven) first.
Oriental dollarbird.
Thank you very much.
Thank you for your hard work.
Good work.
- Who are you? - I'm Hayata.
The instructor is guiding me in investigation from today.
I look forward to working with you.
So you're the first female detective at Kazama Dojo?
Kazama Dojo? So it's called a dojo?
I see. So you were chosen. Poor thing.
- You've worked so hard until now. - Eh?
Ube Yoshihiro, 29 years old, Assistant Professor in the Department of Forensic Medicine at Shuumei Medical College.
Lives alone in this house. A housewife living nearby found him while taking a walk.
The coroner said there were no external injuries, so he probably died of drug poisoning.
You know... You should answer Mr. Kazama's questions without fail.
Don't skip, and answer right away.
If you don't answer right away, you'll be fired immediately.
Yes.
And don't let Kazama-san out of your sight... but you already did.
- Look for him, look for him! - Yes.
- He went inside the house. - Okay.
She'll be back at the police box by the end of the day.
Excuse me.
The question is, was it suicide or murder?
- What do you think? - I don't know.
You're the first one to proudly say you don't know.
- Thank you. - Did you think that was a compliment?
Maybe it was, or maybe it wasn't, but...
I...I...think so.
What do you think of this?
I'm going to Tengoku first.
We should check if it is his handwriting.
According to the neighbor's testimony, he remembers his writing on the notice board, and they look similar.
If it's his, then it's suicide.
Did you notice anything else?
"Tengoku" is written in katakana.
Katakana is a form of Japanese writing usually used for foreign words. "Tengoku" is usually written in Kanji which is Chinese text (天国)
- Why? - Eh...
The number of strokes. Maybe it was troublesome to write in Kanji.
How many strokes does "First"（先） have?
Six strokes. "Heaven" （天） has fewer strokes.
What else?
It's not letter paper, but memo paper.
Which means?
It seems to lack the seriousness one would expect
from someone about to commit suicide.
Not a bad observation.
Did he walk over there after he ingested the poison at home?
Why would he go out there?
Is it your job to chat with me?
- No it's not. - Listen up.
Think for yourself and give me an answer.
If you can't give an answer, you'll go back to the police box.
Is this your first time?
I did a field trip once when I was in the academy. It was here.
I understand you're attending a relative's funeral.
Yes, my grandmother's.
It's in three days, but I won't be there because of this case.
When did she die?
Last week, but it's hard to organize a funeral.
The number of elderly people is increasing and there's a shortage of crematoriums, so there's a waiting list.
Or rather a "waiting corpse", right?
You should attend the funeral.
No, I can't leave the investigation.
Then how about solving the case in the three days before the funeral?
You'll want to get it over with and get back.
Sorry Professor. I'll get ready right away.
I was called in suddenly.
- You're a student? - Ah, yes.
Professor Ube is really swamped, and all the grad students have training and exams.
Professor, please.
Mr. Kazama.
- It's unusual for you to be here. - I'm a chaperone.
My name is Hayata. I'm being instructed on investigation.
Yes, I heard it's a field training arrangement.
Yes.
I wonder what kind of trouble he was in.
I've never been privy to his personal life.
- You are... - I'm Isshiki.
Isshiki, give everyone a mask.
Yes.
- Here you go. - Thank you.
Here you go.
Such strict precautions?
It's normal in case of suicide by poisoning,
toxic gas could be released from the body.
Let's begin.
No external injuries. Skin is generally pale.
Postmortem lividity is...
slightly red.
Characteristic of cyanide poisoning. Measure.
- Take the measurement. - Yes.
Rectal temperature 10 degrees Celsius.
Yes.
Jaw, neck and shoulders are medium build.
I will now perform the incision.
- 50 milliliters of stomach contents. - Yes.
I will now extract a piece of stomach tissue as a sample for examination.
Do you see the cyanide damage here?
- No. - You wouldn't know, would you?
How would a non-specialist know?
Professor, don't you think it's strange?
Why is there inflammation here...
It's probably just mild bronchitis.
Before we take a sample, let's take a picture of this area.
Yes.
That's right.
Yes.
Thank you for your hard work. Thank you for your hard work.
Cause of death was poisoning by cyanide.
There was no evidence of foul play.
So what do the police think?
That remains to be...
We do think it was suicide.
Then, the body will be cremated.
Thank you for allowing me to observe it.
Where is Tengoku?
Pardon our interruption.
Sensei! Shiigaki Sensei!
- Congratulations! - Thank you.
Ah, we brought this for you.
- Right, thank you. - Congratulations.
Congratulations.
- I'm so glad I got to meet him. - You looked happy.
- He's amazing, isn't he? - That's Professor Shiigaki for you.
Thank you for your hard work.
I'm back from school I went to the park with Saki-chan! Come back
Done your homework?
The deceased Mr. Ube left an autopsy 4 days ago due to poor health.
He had been absent from work recently.
We've checked his friends, but we haven't heard of any troubles or problems.
We couldn't find any poison in his house, but he has access to it at the university.
What about Professor Shiigaki?
No problems there.
He was even chosen as the Dean of the School of Medicine.
Then do we treat it as a suicide?
As long as we can't find evidence of murder...
- The evidence is already scattered around. - Eh?
I was asked by someone senior to train you,
but you seem to lack motivation.
No, that's not true.
Ube went outside after ingesting the poison.
Why?
Assuming it was a suicide,
maybe because he was mindful about the value of the property.
If he died inside, it would be a stigmatized property.
That's not it.
Don't you notice?
There's something unnatural about it.
Give me time to think about it.
But if you think it was murder, instructor...
Then what?
It'll take a lot longer for a rookie like me.
The murderer might get away...
If that's the case, there's nothing we can do about it either.
Even if this culprit gets away,
sometimes it's more important to nurture the next generation's investigative skills.
- Good work. - Good work.
So, Mr. Kazama thinks it's murder?
Yeah, there's something unnatural about it.
Don't hide it, tell us.
Then, I have no choice.
Let me introduce you to a Kazama proverb.
Ah, fool me twice.
Even the other day when I fell for your advice,
I answered all his questions right away, I fell into a trap, you know.
Oh, can we use this? Kazama Kimichika said....
"Put yourself in the shoes of the victim."
- Oh, then maybe you'll understand. - Please, do the honors.
- Me? - Do it.
And... start.
- What are you doing? - Ugh...
Hey, you're not a zombie.
You're doing the "Thriller", haha.
My turn.
And... start.
- Wow. - Good, good.
Hey, not that way. Here, here.
It's not easy, you know.
Huh?
Mr. Ube was suffering like you are now, right?
Yeah.
It was hard to even take one step forward,
so why did he go uphill?
Even if he didn't want to lower the value of the real estate, there's no need to go up.
If it was a murder and he wanted to seek help, his neighbor's house is at the bottom of the hill.
Then, no matter where you go...
- What? - Hey.
Hey, how far are you going?
Whoa.
You're still going?
I'm out of strength.
What~ it's a cliff!
Whoa! Scary!
A cliff? Ah~ come on...
I'm going back.
Eh?
Are we going back the way we came?
Thanks for your hard work.
Smile.
Ah, here's the video recording of the autopsy from another case.
Thank you.
Hey, Yukiha, why does the instructor have to drive?
Usually, it's the rookie.
Don't you trust him?
I see.
Oh, Commander Shindo is here.
I didn't want him to make noise here, so I had him wait upstairs.
Eh? Wait... upstairs?
Thank you for your hard work.
How's it going?
Is the investigation progressing?
I wanted to know how you were doing.
Did the instructor report back to you?
That I'm not going to make it?
Impossible.
It was Kazama who chose you.
Among many candidates, he specifically chose you.
I was against it.
I thought it might be difficult for a single mother with a small child
to work late into the night.
But even so, Kazama said
you had the potential to be an excellent investigator.
He said you're someone the prefectural police needs.
You were handling juvenile cases in your precinct, weren't you?
Yes.
- You were hoping to work there? - Yes.
Child abuse is on the rise.
Thank you for waiting. I'm Kazama with the Kanagawa Prefectural Police.
Oh, you mean at the autopsy?
You said it at the time, right?
There was something strange with the bronchial tubes.
Ah, I still have my doubts about that.
The bronchial tubes? That's not what I'm doubting.
The professor didn't touch the part where he pointed out the bronchitis.
Normally, he would have taken a sample or something.
Isshiki, let's go to Tengoku.
I have to prepare the autopsy room. Excuse me.
Thank you very much.
Tengoku...
What's up Yukarin?
I came home feeling sick.
I'm burning up.
Did you check your temperature? Are you in pain?
Come home.
I have to go to headquarters now.
Should I call the neighbor's mom and ask her to come over?
Yukarin?
Yukari! Yukari!
We're going to the hospital now.
I can't reach Ms. Hayata.
I couldn't reach her at 2:00 p.m, so I waited until 3:00 p.m. to call her, but still no reply.
That's never happened before.
I understand.
And about the eyeleteer that got into my bag somehow.
An eyeleteer is a small, pointed instrument for making eyelet holes.
What was that about?
It was used as a murder weapon
by a man I arrested in the past.
Mom... you're working, right?
Go to bed. Mom's here.
You can go.
What I can do, I do alone.
What I can't do, we do together.
Shut up!
Mama! Mom!
Instructor Kazama
Sorry for not calling you earlier.
Where are you?
I'm looking over the case file.
Did something happen?
- I'm alright. - Did you find out?
Why did the victim go outside as he was dying?
Your grandmother's funeral is the day after tomorrow, right?
I'm meeting with Professor Shiigaki tomorrow.
You suspect the professor too, instructor?
Can we bring him in?
We can.
I've notified the school.
Your fever's gone down, but you should sleep in today.
I'll take the day off if you're uncomfortable.
What I can do, I do alone.
Mom, catch the bad guy.
You were up all night thinking about it, right?
I'm sorry.
Do you have a fever too?
What I can do, I do alone.
- Sorry for making you wait. - Relax before you bring him in.
You look like you're about to collapse.
I heard an Oriental dollarbird outside.
- Oriental dollarbird? - Yes, I heard it.
There's an old saying that it's unlucky to hear them.
Professor,
we believe you were involved in Ube's death.
It was a suicide, right?
There was a suicide note, wasn't there?
This is room 1059.
It's also known as Tengoku.
10 is read as "Ten" (in English), 5 is "go" and 9 is "ku" (in Japanese)
It was written on the memo paper as a simple message.
The killer must have kept it and made it look like a suicide note.
You look tired. You don't look well.
After Mr. Ube ingested the poison,
he walked up the hill in front of his house.
What would he do that? Why go up the hill?
- Well, you wouldn't. - Normally, yes.
But there was a reason.
There was only one reason, why Mr. Ube had no choice but to do it.
Mr. Ube's house is here.
If you go up the hill, and then go further down the narrow path,
you'll reach a dead-end at a cliff.
And beyond that...
It's the border from one prefecture to another.
Are we going back the way we came?
Mr. Ube tried to fall off the cliff and plunge into the stream.
That way, the stream would sweep his body to the next prefecture.
To the next prefecture? Why would he do that?
Because he didn't want you to perform the autopsy.
What are you talking about?
- Keep going. - Yes.
The reason he didn't want you to do the autopsy
was that at one time, something that would be detrimental to you happened,
and the evidence remained inside Mr. Ube's body.
Mr. Ube thought that if you performed the autopsy on his body,
the evidence of his murder would remain hidden.
That's just self-serving imagination on your part.
In the first place, what is it?
What is it that is so detrimental to me?
A week ago, during an autopsy, Mr. Ube became ill.
He even took a leave of absence from the university afterwards.
Wasn't there some sort of serious accident during the autopsy?
An accident that could've hindered your career.
If you're going to go that far,
you're going to need proof, right?
Follow through.
When you performed the autopsy on Mr. Ube,
your methods were not in accordance with normal procedure.
You got an unknown student to help you.
You didn't record the autopsy findings.
The student said there was inflammation of the trachea.
But you assumed it was just bronchitis
and didn't take a sample.
You knew that would be the key piece of evidence.
What actually happened to him?
I've never made a mistake like that before.
I didn't give him a mask before he made the incision.
And he was going public about it.
Cyanide gas and cyanide salts cause different damage.
I thought he wouldn't notice,
but I had no idea that such a student could detect the bronchial inflammation.
So you admit that you killed him?
Only if you produce the evidence.
We'll perform another autopsy on Mr. Ube's body.
Ube's body is gone.
He was cremated.
Everything is burned.
It's just bones and ashes now.
Excuse me.
How about you rest here?
It's a cadaver bed.
Professor.
Have you ever heard of a waiting corpse?
What about it? That's the picture I took when I did the autopsy.
Excuse me.
Please take a closer look.
Kanagawa Prefectural Police... forensics... I'm Ab-Abe.
Today is February 1st, and it's, uhm, 7:45...
The body from this morning.
With the parents' permission, we didn't burn it.
We kept it on standby.
I'll have another medical examiner do a repeat autopsy.
It's likely, we'll find evidence that the toxin was introduced.
That's...
not good.
Oh, you're awake.
Here.
You've been investing every single minute of your time?
Are you talking about my child?
Your weakness...
is not admitting your weakness.
This is not a classroom.
If you answer a question and get it wrong, there's no retest.
Unfortunately, you lost your chance.
You're going back to the police box.
Sign and return it.
I can do the job. Please let me do it.
That's all. Pack your things and go home.
I don't want to blame it on my child.
Didn't you hear me?
I don't want to say it didn't work out because of my child.
I'm trying to say...
it is because of my child
that I will do my job well.