Sinopsis:
Conan Edogawa, mini-sized detective extraordinaire, should know better than to muck about in tall building considering how many he's seen blown up or ravaged by vicious murderers.
But muck about he does, and naturally finds himself smack in the middle of a serial murder case involving the West Tama Twin Towers' (no relation) VIPs.
As accustomed as he is to stumbling across gruesome kills in the dead of night, you'd think it would be just another day at the morgue for the pint-sized walking disaster, but no.
This time Men in Black (of the criminal, not the government variety) Gin and Vodka have been spotted in the vicinity.
Is the organization responsible for Conan and Haibara's diminutization somehow involved in the Tower Murders?
