Detective Pikachu 2: Electric Boogaloo

I'm just a man working in a world full of crime.

Whoever says the rhyme has done the crime, and it’s due time for him to do time. Or at least that’s what I know as a world renowned detective. Oh, you know who I am? Well no sh-

oe fits me better than Detective Pikachu! You may be surprised at my vocabulary now that I’m in the constabulary, but I can say more than I choose and sleep more than than I snooze. Don’t sleep on this, though:

"The villain who committed this crime was obviously a carnivore," said Officer Charizard. "But how can you know that," I objected. "Oh it's rather simple," said the officer. "There are plates full of chicken bones in every room of this house!"

"Those ain't chicken bones," gasped the detective, "they're Torchic bones! Someone's eating Pokemon." The closet door shuddered & out spilled Meowth, a femur dangling from his lips. "You'll never catch me, coppers!" he cried, diving out the window, his cackle filling Pallet Town.