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

Amidst her confusion, she heard metal clanking sounds coming from the bedroom, meaning that the mummy had stood back up again and was chasing after her.

But with the main door locked, she was at a loss for where to go. Suddenly, her eyes fell on the sarcophagus standing in a corner, the coffin she came here to examine today.

An idea struck her, she quickly rushed towards the sarcophagus, opened its lid and entered inside before closing it back.

Lisa took a few deep breaths to stabilize her hurried breathing.

A few seconds later, she saw the mummy coming out of the bedroom, through a few small holes in the coffin's lid. Lisa hurriedly held her breath and clenched her teeth so as not to make a noise and reveal her hideout to the mummy.

Back at the police station, just after he came out of the interrogation room and sent a sketch artist to make a sketch of the boy Vlad had mentioned, Max got a call from Lisa.

What the hell is going on?