The first 110 lines.
Uh-huh.
Hmm. Mm-hmm.
Interesting.
Yes. Follow the trail.
You're probably wondering what I'm doing.
- No. - Well, if you must know,
I am collecting evidence.
Evidence? Of what?
I won't know until I find it.
I wants to help.
Sorry, Beast Boy.
This is a job for a...
Master Detective!
"Master Detective"?
That is a very impressive title you have given yourself.
I know.
And what makes you a master detective?
Three essential qualities.
Number one. A master detective can find out anything
from small, seemingly unimportant details.
For instance, I can deduce from this stain
and the cool breeze coming from the kitchen
that you ate ice cream from the carton
and didn't close the freezer door.
That is all true.
That's exactly what I did!
Number two. A master detective must have
an extremely broad base of knowledge
on any given subject.
Go ahead. Ask me anything.
Ooh, ooh, ooh. How come trees are so tall?
In order to maximize exposure to sunlight.
For this reason, forest trees in particular
will grow tall due to their proximity to one another.
However, a solitary maple growing in an open field
will grow wide rather than tall
due to the fact that it simply has more room to grow and expand,
thus maximizing sunlight exposure
through width rather than height.
That's a lot of info, yo.
Number three, and most important,
a master detective knows to dig deeper when he's onto something.
You means, like, with a shovel?
Yes! A brain shovel.
Like the time you said you couldn't come
to my birthday because you were sick.
Now, an average person would've said, "Feel better."
But instead, I hid in the bathroom for 24 hours,
waiting for proof of this sickness.
It never came.
Wow. I thoughts I fooled you good.
Attention to detail, extensive knowledge, and gut instinct.
These are the three qualities that define me as a...
M-m-m-master Detective!
Okay, if you're such a master detective,
tell me what's up with the animals on the rock.
- Animals? - The ones that live on the rock out there.
They change once a year or about every 52 adventures.
Indeed. The rock was previously inhabited by the pelican bird.
And before the pelican was that crab.
And don't forget my seagull brother from a feathered mother.
He was first up on that rock, yo.
Of course I've noticed that there have been
three other animals living there,
each for a year and they've all gone missing.
I wonder what happened to all of 'em.
Perhaps the rock is not the rock,
but the rock monster that eats one sea creature per year.
Or maybe they got some sick inheritance
and they're living it up in style somewhere else.
They was probably picked up by some aliens
and they's getting experimented on right now!
Or they just ate each other.
Like what happens all the time in nature.
Good guesses all around, except yours, Raven.
That's boring.
The answer is obvious.
The animals are being planted there to spy on us.
Sounds like a stretch.
Who is using the aquatic animals
to do the spying on us?
That is a question only a master detective can answer.
We'll start with what we know.
Or in this case, who we know.
Keep your guard up, Titans.
This guy is a slippery character.
Ah, your plan is to ask the octopus questions?
Interrogation is one of the many tools
in the Master Detective's Tool Box.
Okay, but he can't talk.
Oh, he'll talk.
They all talk.
What have you done with the pelican, the crab and the seagull?
Oh, I cannot help it.
He is the adorable!
Isn't that correct, Mr. The Squishy Face?
Oh, yes, you are.
Oh, yes, you are.
Stop tickling the suspect!
Oh, beautiful. It is changing the colors.
Ah-ha!
He's attempting to camouflage himself.
Now I know you're hiding something.
Who are you working for? Who?
It stings! It burns!
Ah, so you're a real tough guy, huh?
Well, I don't need your confession.
You've already told me everything.
Behold!
Wait. Those are just random markings.
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