Being in Detective Conan, being officially part of the organization is just too awesome!

"Master Seiba, this...this is all a misunderstanding, let's talk this out..."

Inspector Megure panicked upon hearing Ken Seba's angry words and quickly stepped forward to apologize, trying to calm the man down.

"Humph! It's too late!"

Seiba Ken snorted coldly, a smug glint in his eyes, and tilted his head slightly as he spoke.

"You incompetent police officers not only failed to uncover the truth behind my friend Mr. Yamazaki's death, but you also trusted this high school kid and almost injured me!"

"If it weren't for this gentleman, would I still be standing here talking to you today?!"

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Seiba, it's all our fault,"

At this moment, Inspector Megure fully demonstrated the Japanese spirit of humility, bowing three times for every word, perfectly expressing his apology.

Brother Kudo, you've really gotten me into trouble this time!

Thinking this, Inspector Megure turned to Shinichi Kudo and gave him a low shout.

"Brother Kudo, why aren't you apologizing to Master Seba right now!"

"I?!"

Shinichi Kudo stared wide-eyed at Ken Seba in disbelief.

Should I apologize to this murderer?

Although he didn't know why Ken Seba still had an injury on his leg, he firmly believed that his deduction was correct, so...

A glint of light flashed in Shinichi Kudo's eyes; he was determined to find an opportunity to test Ken Seba's leg injury again.

"Heh, it seems Detective Kudo is unwilling,"

Seiba Ken sneered and waved his hand dismissively.

"Forget it, no need. I won't stoop to the level of a child."

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at Lin Jiayou, who was standing quietly to the side like a bodyguard.

"Sir, thank you so much! If it weren't for you, I would have had to stay in the hospital for another two days, haha..."

As Ken Seiba spoke, he burst into laughter, seemingly trying to ease the tension, or perhaps venting his own frustration.

However, he didn't see the hint of mockery that flashed in Lin Jiayou's eyes.

"No need, Mr. Seiha,"

Lin Jiayou, leaning on his all-black umbrella, stood ramrod straight in his black suit, his expressionless face uttering words that sent chills down one's spine.

"I'm about to take you in, so you don't deserve my thanks."

Wha, what? !

Lin Jiayou's words startled everyone, including Seiba Ken, Inspector Megure who was bowing beside him, and even Kudo Shinichi, who was already in a daze.

"Oh, hehe, sir, you must be joking,"

Seiba Ken's laughing face froze instantly. He forced a couple of awkward laughs and pointed to his right leg, saying...

"You heard it too, the high school detective's reasoning just now, these methods all require a person with both legs to complete."

"My right leg is badly injured. I couldn't even dodge that globe just now, so I can't possibly perform this kind of technique!"

"is it?"

Lin Jiayou put his right hand back in his pocket, held the black umbrella in his left hand, poked at the cast and bandages on Seiyu Ken's right leg, and said indifferently,

“Mr. Seiba, your right leg is injured now, but that doesn’t mean your right leg was injured at the time of the incident.”

"You, what do you mean!"

Seiba Ken's expression changed, and he slapped his wheelchair, about to erupt in fury.

"Are you implying I faked my injuries? You can ask my attending physician! You..."

"The injuries are different, aren't they?"

Lin Jiayou said softly,

"Mr. Seiba, you were injured four months ago. Even if you haven't fully recovered, you should be almost completely healed. Let us see how your injuries are. It's obvious whether they're fake or not."

Yes!

Lin Jiayou's words made Inspector Megure and Shinichi Kudo, who was standing next to him, suddenly realize that the injuries from four months ago and the injuries they just sustained today could not be the same.

All we need to do is ask Ken Seba to cooperate with the injury assessment under the pretext of assisting with the investigation, and the results will be out in no time.

Thinking of this, Inspector Megure's face darkened. He stepped forward and said sternly to Kenjiro Seiba,

"Mr. Seiba, please cooperate with us in conducting an injury assessment. Our professionals from the Metropolitan Police Department will determine whether your leg injury was caused today."

"me......"

Looking at the serious-looking Inspector Megure in front of him, and then at the expressionless Lin Jiayou who seemed completely unconcerned about the current situation, Kenjiro Seiba was caught in a deep internal struggle.

After his expression changed several times, he finally gave up.

"Ugh--"

The head of the Seiba family sighed and nodded to Inspector Megure. This compromise signified his surrender in this contest.

......

With Ken Seba's surrender, Inspector Megure completed his mission, and the blockade of the Seba residence was naturally lifted.

The reporters who had been gathering at the entrance of the Seiyu family villa swarmed in like sharks that had seen blood.

They searched around for guests at the Seiba family's banquet, trying to find out what happened in the case and the truth behind the deduction.

Having finished everything, Lin Jiayou felt the time was right, so he leaned on his black umbrella and walked towards the gate of the villa, which was surrounded by reporters.

As Lin Chia-yu emerged in his signature attire, the reporters surrounding him, armed with their cameras and microphones, knew that the person they had been eagerly awaiting had arrived.

"Sir, are you the one who solved this case?"

"Sir, is it true that you outmaneuvered high school detective Shinichi Kudo in solving this case?"

"Are you a detective? Did you come to this banquet to investigate Ken Seiba, the head of the Seiba family?"

"Sir, sir, could you please answer our questions?"

"..."

Lin Jiayou was secretly delighted when faced with reporters' questions, but his expression remained indifferent.

He took out a black business card with gold trim from his suit jacket pocket and casually handed it to one of the reporters.

"My name is Lin Jiayou, and I currently run a detective agency."

After casually uttering a single sentence, Lin Jiayou gently pushed aside the crowd around him, held up his black umbrella, and ignored the anxious questions from the reporters as he walked alone out of the villa.

As the reporters watched Lin Jiayou walk further and further away, they felt a little unwilling, but not too disappointed.

At least this time, the case has become a topic of discussion.

A black umbrella, a black suit, a superhuman figure, and an indifferent demeanor.

Appearing out of nowhere, he stopped the globe, succinctly revealed the key to the case, and overpowered the currently renowned high school detective, Shinichi Kudo...

All these factors combined create a mysterious veil over Lin Chia-yu.

The reporters knew that this mysterious detective in black would be the ultimate bait for tomorrow's newspapers, attracting countless readers.

However, they did not notice that not far away, Shinichi Kudo was once again lost in thought as he watched Lin Jiayou walk away.

Some time ago, nosy reporters gave him a nickname: "The Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei Era".

So, in Shinichi Kudo's heart at this moment, Lin Jiayou is perhaps...

Moriarty, please!

Although he is not the same as Moriarty in the book, strangely enough, Shinichi Kudo has this feeling.

He felt that this person might be his... lifelong enemy.