Detective Conan: Why Does Someone Die Wherever I Take a Part-Time Job?

Tao Chishan woke up to find himself on a volunteer flight bound for “Japan Province.”

But when the plane landed, he stepped out into Tokyo’s Narita Airport in 1997.

Before he could recover from the shock of discovering that Japan in this parallel universe wasn’t a province after all, he turned around and stumbled upon a murder in the restroom.

Even more absurdly, time in this world was scrambled: Monday might be followed by Friday, and everyone thought that was perfectly normal.

Tao Chishan glanced at his futuristic 2029 passport, felt the Young Pioneers badge in his inner pocket, and decided to focus on survival first.

He thought transmigrating meant nothing more than changing maps and taking under-the-table work, but gradually he discovered that:

The detectives here relied on a first-grader using a bow tie to dub his voice while solving cases;

A karate girl could kick a car flying;

The balding professor next door had invented a solar-powered skateboard that could reach eighty kilometers per hour;

Even the jewel thief could put on a magic show while flying through the sky...

And he, a model citizen who only wanted to go home, had just two advantages: the military boxing he’d learned in high school training and scraps of common knowledge from 2029.

To keep from starving, he had no choice but to nervously start selling his knowledge:

Writing reports on future tech trends for Suzuki Heavy Industries,

Helping Professor Agasa test unstable inventions (and trying not to get blown away),

Getting dragged into crime scenes to provide an “outside observer’s perspective,”

And keeping a wary eye out for the gaze of a certain bespectacled elementary-school detective.

Until one day, a man in a black trench coat drove up in a vintage Porsche…