[Detective Conan Fanfiction] [Transmigration] [No System] [Crime Solving] [Suspense] [Funny Everyday Life]
Li Ming, a top criminal investigator from China and a PhD in criminal psychology, died while pursuing a serial killer. When he opened his eyes, he had become Kogoro Mouri.
I had barely transmigrated when I saw an elementary schooler holding a Tranquilizer Dart, about to stick it into my neck.
I caught the dart between my fingers and smiled:
"Shinichi Kudo, if you try to dart me again, I'll tell Ran that you're the human tumble dryer."
Conan froze on the spot.
From that day on, Tokyo had a detective who could solve cases without Tranquilizer Darts:
The Wide-Awake Great Detective.
Locked-room mystery? One glance, and I know how it was done.
Alibi? The killer's microexpressions give him away while he's talking.
Serial murders? Ever heard of criminal psychology?
While Conan is still piecing things together, I've already started deciding what to eat next.
It's quite good-looking. The characters' personalities are relatively restored. It's a detective novel in the skin of a fan. Each case is like an episode of anime. It's relatively relaxed and enjoyable. The hidden clues are buried all the time, and the story line is quite early. I look forward to seeing Kogoro Mouri grow up with the three fools of Teidan, the dead schoolboy, and the poisonous tongue Haibara. 😘