My Inner Thoughts Were Exposed: Forced to Become Everyone's Favorite in the Detective Conan World

I transmigrated into the world of Detective Conan as an ordinary passerby, but came with a reverse mind-reading ability: every thought bubble in my head could be heard by the characters. When Gin heard me roasting Chi's hairline, his sniper rifle suddenly jammed.

When Rei Furuya caught me imagining him in women's clothes, his coffee cup shattered on the spot.

When Shuichi Akai realized I knew he was an FBI mole, his eyes turned to ice behind his sunglasses.

Worse still, every member of the Black Organization heard my thoughts: “The BOSS is actually that old man!”

When both the good guys and the bad guys came knocking, I cowered in the corner and stammered, “Is it too late to pretend I have amnesia?”

Instead, they all pulled out rings and dropped to one knee. “Just how many secrets do you know?”