The Detective Conan Secret Identity Expert Works Diligently

To save his younger brother, he binds himself to the artificial intelligence Icos. Icos tells him that he must serve as a cannon fodder character, selflessly devoting himself to the main characters and adding twists and turns to the plot. Only then might he be able to bring his brother back to life.

So he resolutely sets out on the path of a cannon fodder.

[Black German Shepherd]

A man is chained by the neck and curled up in the darkness, baring his fangs at anyone who comes near. The light of justice is too blinding. Only the damp darkness makes him feel at ease. To him, disorder and the revelry of a few people wielding power are the normal state of the world.

"Liar, don't leave me." The long-haired young man presses both hands hard against the other's wound, his voice trembling.

[Brown Abyssinian Cat]

Blood drips from his fingertips onto the scorching concrete. Wearing an SAT uniform, the man casually shakes his hand, wipes the blood at the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and gives a soft scoff. "The younger generation really needs discipline. You skipped the bomb suit just because it was a hassle? Tch. I ought to beat you to death."

"You want me to forget you? Not a chance." The once-flirtatious heartthrob of the demolition team struggles to force a smile.

[Cream-Colored British Longhair Cat]

With no past and no future, he fights with all his might to live until the day death finally comes.

"Can someone like me, with blood on both hands, be forgiven...?" The blond, mixed-race man reddens around the eyes and, for the first time, cries out loud like a child.

Reader Advisory:

* The characters may be heavily out of character. There might be one-sided crushes, but there will absolutely be no official couples. Just read it as a harem-protagonist setup.

* No identity reveals. The secret identities will be exposed, and every persona will die in the end.

* No brains, no logic. The characters are definitely smarter than the author.

* Irregular updates. I beg you, throwing myself on the ground, to leave comments!

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The Science of Deduction: My Coworkers Are All Overthinkers

No outline. I'll update when I have time (transforms).

[My Perspective]

I'm Sugi Fuji Shigenori, one of the few real employees at the company, and I came from the real world. Once I realized I couldn't go back, I could only diligently keep working and wait for retirement.

My silver-haired boss is the manager at the company's Tokyo headquarters. He works us to the point of exhaustion every day. Under threat of his Beretta, I'm forced to curse and work overtime daily, and he actually rewards me with a million in overtime pay!

My dark-skinned coworker is a spy from a rival company. He keeps hanging around me and making sarcastic remarks with a fake smile. I can't stand him, so I trip him up, but then he secretly tells me he's put me on the witness protection list!

My cat-eyed housekeeper is the childhood friend of my dark-skinned coworker. He very earnestly makes me food laced with drugs. I sigh, and since he's so gentle, I pretend not to notice and eat it. Later, when I go on a mission, he pulls a gun from his apron and steps in front of me!

And another thing!! Why are all your wild theories getting so ridiculous?!

[Everyone Else's Perspective]

"He's a faithful believer in darkness. You can see it in his eyes, that madness and obsession teetering on the edge of reason. We're both lonely demons from hell, unable to fit into normal society. We're the only ones of our kind in this world."

"He's the orphaned son of a Public Security officer who has gone astray, carrying his father's unfinished hopes as he walks alone through the darkness. I was going to laugh at his naive delusions of taking on the darkness by himself, but then I saw his eyes. Such beautiful eyes."

"He's a kind child who should have grown up healthy and happy under the protection of the cherry blossoms. Look, even in this kind of environment, he refuses to fall into corruption. I saw it: the conscience shining in the moonlight, and the soul tormented by blood on his hands."

Reader Advisory:

* The story might be told in first person.

* The protagonist is a lazy, carefree slacker who doesn't value human life, acts swiftly and decisively, and has no moral compass. The most important things in life are his own life and money.

* This is still a happy-ending alternate timeline, with no other worldlines.

* A lighthearted, comedic fanfic. Just enjoy the ride, and don't try to make the author explain the logic.

Core message: Humanity needs faith.