"Huh?" Takagi Wataru and Officer Megure were stunned again. Judging from Linton's tone, they thought he had already cracked the case.
"The question you just asked was too long. I didn't listen at all. How can this be broken?" Linton said, spreading his hands.
"..." It has to be said that they have encountered many people who claim to be detectives, but this is the first one to be so unreliable.
Linton didn't lie. Although he had read the original work, the question was how many cases there were in Conan. Apart from a few more important cases, Linton still remembered some. Who else could remember who the criminal was? In terms of the method of the case, maybe
His memory is still deeper, which means that if Conan breaks the law, he might be able to remember it. However, Linton said that he calls himself a detective, so how can he be later than Conan? This requires a win.
"Officer, you know, I am a detective," Linton said, "and I am a famous detective."
"Uh..." Both of them were a little unsure of what Linton meant by what he said.
"As a famous detective, he naturally has his own characteristics, do you understand?" Linton said.
"Oh, I see, that means Brother Linton has his own special method of breaking the eucalyptus, right?" Officer Megure said, "What kind of method is that?"
"Officer Mumu has met a lot of detectives," Linton said. "Each detective's method of solving crimes is very different. For example, some like to grow bigger and smaller, like to bet on grandpa, and like to play with dolls.
A detective must have the selling point of being a famous detective, don’t you think?”
"Uh... I don't seem to have such an impression." Officer Memu here scratched his head and said, "I haven't seen anything about getting bigger or smaller, or betting on grandpa, and it doesn't sound like the work of a detective."
Bar.
On the other hand, Conan next to him had a black head, getting bigger and smaller? It didn't refer to him, right?
"In short, as a detective, you must have your own selling point, and my selling point is...superpower." Linton said suddenly.
"What?" Not only Officer Megure and Takagi Wataru, but everyone else present was stunned. Why did he suddenly start talking about metaphysics when he was talking about detectives?
"Uh... Speaking of superpowers, this is..." Takagi Wataru was stunned for a moment and then suddenly remembered something. Yes, isn't Linton called an immortal? It seems...
"In short, I am very good at using superpowers to break eucalyptus." Linton said.
"Um...Mr. Linton, do you mean...using your mind to estimate the prisoner?" Officer Megure asked.
"Officer, are you kidding me?" Xia Horiyong, one of the suspects next to him, was a little impatient. It was okay to break the case with super powers. He didn't do anything. Could it be that this person used super powers to say that he was a criminal and that was all?
This is too ridiculous. Yes, in his opinion, Linton is a liar. Everyone knows that superpowers are fake. Why does this police officer still seem to believe it? Are these police officers really right?
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"Didn't you watch the noon news?" asked Takagi Wataru here.
"We have been working overtime all day, and we have no time to watch the news." Xia Horiyong said, "Otherwise, why would we be working overtime so late, and we can only order takeout for dinner."
"Uh... Anyway, let's listen to what Mr. Linton has to say first." Takagi Wataru didn't know how to explain it. How could you believe what he said without seeing it with your own eyes? "Does Mr. Linton want to use divination or other magic?
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"What's that?" Linton waved his hand, "To deal with those useless things, why not just pull this man up and ask who killed him?"
"Huh?" Officer Megure and Takagi Wataru were stunned again and pulled the person up? What is this statement?
"Humph, don't you understand? This is my, super-powerful detective Linton's unique detective secret technique!" Linton said with his chest raised and his head held high.
"You're not a detective at all," Conan next to him couldn't help but said.
"This is my authentic detective technique. Don't bite people randomly when you lose." Linton said.
"There must be a limit to nonsense. Who would do such a thing as a detective? And when did I start competing?" Conan shouted.
"The moment the dead man appears, the detective's game has already begun." Linton said in a deep voice, looking up at the ceiling.
"So I told you from the beginning that you have nothing to do with detectives at all." Conan raised his forehead and said.
"Uh... Well, Mr. Linton, what is the situation anyway?" Officer Megure interrupted the conversation between the two and asked.
"It literally means, watch, I'm going to use my exclusive detective skills." Linton said.
"So can you remove the word detective..." Conan said.
"Get up, you unlucky guy who was killed by Conan." Linton pointed directly at the dead man on the ground.
"Hey!" Conan shouted directly, "I told you what does this have to do with me?"
However, no one cared about Conan's words at this time, because with Linton's finger, the corpse on the ground began to react. At this time, the corpse was originally placed nearby to be taken away for examination.
With a finger, the white cloth on the body suddenly flew up, quickly flew to the side and folded it up. After a while, the body floated into the air as if it was being carried, and slowly returned to the location of the discovery site in front of everyone.
, and then lay down on the position where the white line was drawn.
Before anyone could react, the corpse here suddenly started twitching, and then actually let out a scream. After thrashing on the ground for 2 minutes, the corpse here suddenly stood up, lowered his hands from his throat, and at the same time, a man next to him
The burger with a bite in it suddenly flew out of the evidence bag and fell back into the hands of the corpse of President Dejima who stood up. He himself spit out the last bite of burger from his mouth to complete the burger.
The astonishing operation stunned everyone present. What did they see? A person who had just been lying on the ground covered with a white cloth was resurrected in front of their eyes? Was this really a resurrection?
President Dao and others started to move, so what was happening in front of them? With their knowledge, it was completely impossible to explain what they saw in front of them.
"What...is going on?" President Dejima here looked really confused and asked.
Then he saw everyone present, except Linton, take a step back.
"What's going on?" President Dejima asked again. His memory was a bit confused and he couldn't react for a while.
"Is it okay if you die quickly next time? Every time you scream on the ground, you have to wait for two minutes." Linton took a step forward and said directly.
"Every time?" Conan couldn't help but ask, can this happen many times?
"Huh?" President Dejima looked at Linton who was angry with him with a puzzled expression.
"Okay, let's tell everyone who killed you." Linton stood next to President Dejima, waved his hand with satisfaction and said to everyone as if he was displaying a product.