Detective Conan: I Just Gave You a Die, Conan, What's the Big Deal?

[Warning: The laws of physics in Beika Town have been ruined by a single die!]

My name is Nanjo Ritsu, an unlucky bomb disposal expert who graduated top of my class from the police academy.

From the start, my unscrupulous boss forced me to wear a decommissioned bomb suit to defuse a bomb. I thought I was done for.

Then a mysterious senior handed me a twenty-sided bone die: "Roll it and see if the bomb turns into popcorn."

From that moment on, the entire world of Detective Conan started losing SAN points at an alarming rate

Roll [20], critical success: The mercury bomb on the Ferris wheel explodes into three thousand pounds of strawberry popcorn!

Roll [1], critical failure: Gin takes a cold-blooded sniper shot, but the armor-piercing bullet sneezes midair, veers off course, and lodges in Vodka's nostril!

A frozen salted fish flies through the air and knocks out a serial killer. Deceased police academy seniors line up to call us big brother...

Shinichi Kudo tears up his detective handbook on the spot and falls to his knees, weeping at the scene:

"Please, stop using your powers! The culprit just confessed after getting hit by a toilet plunger!"

I chew on a strawberry candy and gaze at the sky: Conan, what are you doing? I only gave him a die!