Daddy_strikes_

"Pay attention to the sights, and not the words. Because sounds can often be deceptive.
But sight...Sights never lie.
Thus the question is not what is in front of your eyes.The question is , what are you looking at? "

Max , a wanna be mystery writer comes to another world after dying thanks to our good old truck-kun . But before he can dream about his adventurous life in this new world , he somehow ends up becoming a death row prisoner . 


Can he solve the mystery to prove his innocence or is this the end for him ? 

And what happens after that? How will he navigate in this new world, all alone?

Will he simply continue being a doctor, or may be mystery writer?

Or, may be a DETECTIVE ?


Well, to know that, you have to follow Max on this new journey of his. ........ 

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For all the mystery lovers, this is going to be a fantastic detective journey with lots of twists and turns. The role of the system is going to be minimal here and all the cases will be solved by his own reasoning and genius. So go ahead and read to your heart's content .

* MC won't be outright genius at the level of Sherlock Holmes from the first chapter and will develop his ability slowly.

* 4 chap/ week

* Magic castle = 3 bonus chap. 
* Spacecraft = 5 bonus chap. 
* Golden gachapeon = 7 bonus chap. 

* If power stones > 150 by the weekend, then a bonus chap next week.

* cover not mine.

Detective Max 007

"No. It was a good idea Peter , but as you can see it's not working out. We'll simply find 'em ourselves."

Kevin said, getting to his feet.  He took a roll of bills from his pocket and peeled off a couple hundred dollars, extending it across the table to Max.

"For your cabs fare and for your time, Mr. Max . I'm sorry we dragged you all the way out here for nothing."

But Max didn't extend his hands to receive it. When Max didn't take the bill Kevin took his hand back.

"Maybe your time's worth more than I figured. Here, and no hard feelings, huh?"

Kevin said as he added a few more bills to the first but Max still didn't reach for it . Instead he pushed back his chair and stood up.

"You don't owe me anything, Kevin. As for my time, I don't know what my time's worth but I don't think just anyone can buy it. Let's call it an even-up trade for the coffee."

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