The Last Shot in the Bar

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Eric Paroissien Translation

You seem to enjoy.

What's wrong with him?

Hey.

Open the window.

You heard me? Open.

Good evening Ladies & Gentlemen.

I always find the culprit.

Today our candidate...

is you.

You're a funny man.

No one else fits the bill.

Mr. Principal.

Now, I'm taking offense.

I am a respectable educator.

It happened while the lights were out.

It took about 15s for the staff

to switch the breaker back on.

The culprit approached

the victim from behind...

and went vigorously, copiously

for Madame's breasts.

Am I right?

Yang-Yang?

He groped it several times.

Like this... and like that.

The culprit fondled the left breast.

It would have been very

difficult with the right hand...

so he assaulted her

breast with his left hand.

Can't be me because... I'm right-handed.

That really doesn't

matter for our inference.

But this does.

After dipping his fingers in ketchup...

he was moving in the complete dark.

And accidentally dipped his

right hand fingers in it...

so he had only the left hand

to assault Madame's chest.

This inference is just boring.

Careful he's going to

get rid of the wipe.

Give it up.

With which you wiped the ketchup.

What kind of evidence is that?

No doubt it was him.

It was this hand.

This hand groped me.

Like this.

And like that.

I could also slap it...

and slap the other one.

He's a monster.

I can't believe it.

I didn't know I came to

a country of perverts.

Yang-Yang.

Principal.

The consequences can be severe.

China won't buy our rice-cookers...

and we'll have to give them

back all the panda bears.

Now these are international issues.

Mr. Detective, that was so scary.

The poor girl was scared,

but you're safe now.

He's not a bad boy, he's really decent.

I just harmed my country.

Now you see...

the compensation to Yang-Yang

and the disorder in the club...

including my commission.

A total of...

$2, 000 from your pocket.

You're lucky.

By the way...

her breasts...

silicone.

The hell.

He's good at this.

Are you sure?

1 cupful of margarita...

1 of soda water.

I'd rather have a tea.

Give it to him.

Takada, my chauffeur and bodyguard...

is assistant at the

University of Agriculture.

and so he brought from there

an unexpected character

Harada Makoto, a student in agriculture..

who turned out to be a normal client.

Her name?

Suwa Reiko.

Studying at the Women's University.

Women's University?

Hokkaido Women's University.

You heard about it?

No but it could still exist.

We met last year.

I'm not the kind of guy who dates.

But for some reason last year...

I gave it a try.

Nothing is as boring as listening

to strangers' love story.

I'll spare you the details.

When did she disappear?

Four days ago.

Even emails...

she's not answering her phone.

She was with a brute, I'm worried.

I'm getting a job at the bank...

I was getting married after graduation.

She simply dumped him.

You tell him.

So please, help me.

He said she didn't show up at her place.

I have a key of her place.

NAKED.

She'll get mad when she sees

you rummaged through her things.

The decoration is quite impressive.

This too.

And this?

Hey, wait.

Here too NAKED.

Look at you two love birds...

see how she keeps you close?

There are many luxury items.

What is this?

Did you send her a gift?

No.

When did you see her?

The last time?

She sent it from her hometown.

Suwa Ichie.

Is that her mother?

Hello, Suwa residence.

I'm sorry to bother you so late.

May I talk to Miss Suwa Reiko.

Sorry, she is in Sapporo.

May I know who's calling?

This is the administration of

Hokkaido Womens University...

Miss Suwa hasn't paid her $500 fee

for extracurricular activities.

Tell me where I should transfer it?

Well...

I'll have to confirm with the

secretary, I call you again.

Sorry about that.

Goodbye.

Pure heart.

$1,600.

$2,100.

$2,500.

Detective.

A test for sexually transmitted diseases?

A part-time job for a greedy

female college student.

Did you find any clues?

Nothing.

I'll tell you my account number later.

Don't forget to send me money.

You're taking her case?

Thank you.

How much shall I transfer?

It's just for the fun.

Pay what you want.

I just wanted to look cheerful...

but that college students had me worried.

Maybe I had been touched by the

voice of her mother on the phone.

I can't remember now.

In short, I accepted this ordinary

case without giving it much thought.

However soon after...

I was going to regret it bitterly.

Goodbye.

Please, excuse me.

What?

Please, give me your cell number.

Even if I gave it to you...

I never carry my cellphone.

You can usually call me at this bar.

Sapporo Susukino, the northernmost

red light district in Asia.

All kind of deals are going

on in that neighborhood.

It's wouldn't be clever to

request the police's help...

and seeking it from the yakuza

is not worth the hassle.

This is why people come to find me.

I am the third eye of the city.

I'm a Detective.

The next day Harada had

transferred us money.

A hundred and eight bucks?

What are these $8 for?

8% consumption tax.

That guy has good sense.

They'll score 60? -70 at the most.

No way, the Hokkaido Fighters

(Baseball) will score a hundred.

Why not 120 while you're at it?

You should listen to what you're told.

You're hurting me.

You saw this girl?

Nope.

Have you heard of "Pure Heart"?

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