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

Kevin and Peter walked briskly but not too rapidly back to the corner where the car was parked. It was still there, and still unlocked. The only difference was that the bags of money were no longer in the backseat. More importantly, Francine wasn't there either.

Seeing this Kevin almost exploded with anger.

Peter guessed as he thought of something.

He hurriedly opened the glove box, triggered the trunk release. He went around and lifted the lid. However, there was nothing in the trunk but the spare tire and the jack. Peter had just dejectedly closed the trunk lid when the pay phone rang a dozen yards away.

Kevin heard this like a ray of hope and hurriedly ran to it as he grabbed the receiver.

"Go home, she'll probably get there before you do."

Cut into pieces