The establishment of the Time Travelers Alliance began in the first year of Conan

Chapter 35 Beauty saves the hero

Chapter 35 Beauty saves the hero
"Just a child, wait and see how I can turn you into—"

Lin Jianhu raised the baseball bat above his head and slashed at Conan fiercely with a grin.

Conan miraculously recovered his strength in an instant.

He nimbly jumped sideways into the air to dodge, relying on inertia and following his memory of past training in Hawaii.

Conan gave Lin Jianhu a side kick in the face.

"Is that all the strength you have?"

Lin Jianhu's eyes turned cold, and then he grabbed Conan's ankle easily.

“!!!”

Conan's heart sank, but before he could react, Lin Jianhu threw him hard into the corner of the wall a few meters away.

His body hit a pile of footballs, and although this cushioned some of the force, he still felt as if his bones were falling apart.

Damn it! After my body got smaller, I don't have enough strength...

If I were still the same as before, with the special training in Hawaii, this guy would not be worth mentioning at all!
The task force members squatting next door suddenly became the "bloodthirsty spectators" of this battle——

In fact, according to the plan, the executive level arranged for them to be responsible for recording and analyzing the anomalies in this case.

"It seems," Chekov and Lupus exchanged a glance, "that even the story's timeline needs some rationality. The conclusion reached by the Causal Analysis Institute is correct."

Pulling up the list sent to them by the executive level on his tablet, Chekov ticked one of the items.

As scientific researchers that Lin Sheng "invited" from all over the world using various methods, the Causal Analysis Institute chose to focus on analyzing Kudo Shinichi's abnormal condition of "sometimes working and sometimes not working".

With the help of Lin Sheng's analysis of "cases" and "reasoning", and more importantly, the narratology laboratory.

"This anomalous story timeline seems to only consider the logical rigor of the 'reasoning process' that may affect the 'reasoning'."

"Just like what those crazy people at the Truth Narrative Society said, the world is a comic book."

For a detective story, what is important is always that the detective guesses the criminal's hiding place, not how the detective finds him by plane or carriage.

Even if the detective is delayed or even lets the murderer go because of the criminal's scheme, that is the beginning of the next "incident" or "plot" -

"So, in other words, He can just cheat on things that these 'cycles' deem unimportant?!"

Lupus couldn't help but complain, "He's such a jerk! No wonder we couldn't keep up with him in the previous operations. Who knows how he got to his destination..."

He was referring to the fact that Conan appeared at his doorstep from Tropical Paradise almost in the next second.

"After all, He can be said to be a god," Chekov thought, feeling that this was already a great honor for him. "At least He is willing to pretend to be able to reason."

In fact, this is not only related to Conan, but more importantly, the story timeline must avoid a possible development -

We must never allow a detective mystery show to become the set of a world martial arts competition.

In this regard, "cycle" is not on Conan's side to some extent.

We don’t want a good detective story to turn into a case-solving exercise involving physical means or forced confessions by force!

Conan had no idea that the person next door was analyzing how far he could distort "logic".

He is now busy struggling in front of the "murderer".

Immediately afterwards, Conan noticed the football rolling to his feet. He struggled to stand up and kicked it hard while enduring the pain.

The football flying towards Lin Jianhu was stopped by his nonchalant hand, as if he had caught a badminton.

"Still want to resist?"

The dark warehouse was suddenly filled with a criminal atmosphere, and Lin Jianhu used all his strength to hit a home run for Conan.

"Oh, wow, that's too harsh," Lupus said, quietly moving his mouth closer. He was a little curious, "Do you think this is the effect of the 'loop', or is it Lin who wanted to do it himself?"

"Hey, we'll know when he comes back." This is why the league must try to get a player to play the murderer. Just like the report submitted by the research team -

"But relying on psychological profiling to analyze the changes before and after the 'cycle' is still too crude. If we can send someone to participate—"

By then, the impact of the criminal logic in the "loop" on the murderer will be clear at a glance. All we need to do is ask the returning team members to describe their feelings under the real timeline of the stabilization room.

If it doesn’t work the first time, try a few more times.

"Conan!"

Seeing Conan lying on the ground, Tani Jingzi, who was tied to the side, screamed, her eyes full of fear and despair.

"Help! Is there anyone who can help us?"

This time, Conan fell to the ground again and really had no strength to stand up.

Lying on the ground, his body trembling with severe pain, Conan felt his vision blurred, and even saw the double images of the three murderers in front of him.

He could only hear Tani Jingzi's cries and his own heavy breathing.

Damn it, is this the end? Damn it, I should—

Gritting his teeth, Conan supported himself on the ground with his trembling hands and struggled to stand up again.

"This is absolutely unscientific," Chekov kept taking notes. "We should have heard the sound of ribs breaking into pieces."

He checked the working order of the audio and video equipment.

"Sure enough, look at this record. He's not even scratched, just has a dirty face."

"Yeah, I already knew that," Lupus recalled hearing the explanation from a researcher. "Why else do you think the Alliance had to send someone to record it?"

There was a hint of pride in his tone.

"Without a high enough CS value to stabilize its own RSI value, TDD alone may be able to stabilize itself in the 'loop', but what about the end of the loop?"

"You won't forget what happened tonight, right? So many people fell."

Lupus pointed a finger at his head, "Being strong here is also a talent."

For Conan, Lin Jianhu's figure gradually became larger in front of his eyes.

With a cruel smile, he tapped his palm with the baseball bat.

"The game is over, kid. I'm going to try to split you in half with one stick—"

With a whistling sound, the metal baseball bat came down on Conan's head!
"clang!"

The harsh sound of metal colliding instantly filled the entire room, and time seemed to freeze.

It was the sound of metal clashing that was made by a metal baseball bat swung with all its strength and colliding with something!

Lin Jianhu raised his head in astonishment. He felt that the base of his palm was even numb from the recoil.

The malicious grin on his face froze instantly: "Who is it?"

"!!!"

Next door, Chekov and Lupus looked at each other in the same astonishment.