The Real God of Death Transmigrates to the World of Detective Conan

Upcoming: A Hemophobe, but a Hardworking Distillery Member, a chaotic ensemble cast full of troublemakers Currently updating: Gin, How About I Start a Housekeeping Company to Support You? "Yayoi, you're amazing! You even figured that out. The police are very grateful for your help." The chubby policeman in a cap had an excited gleam in his eyes. He'd lost one high school detective, but gained another. He clasped Kazuki Yayoi's hand, his gratitude plain on his face. Kazuki Yayoi smoothly produced a smile. How many times had he "solved" a case now? A Porsche was parked not far from the crime scene. Two men in black watched the scene through the windows. The one in the front seat had a cigarette between his lips and sneered. "Look at that. The police treat him like their savior. Ha. He was the one behind all those cases." The blond, dark-skinned man in the back shrugged indifferently. "But you have to admit, he's a good actor. And there's no proof tying him to anything. All right, enough. He's here." Kazuki Yayoi finally escaped the heated stares. He let out a sigh of relief, hurried over, opened the car door, and climbed in. "Come on, come on, let's go! Who are you killing today?" The white-haired man in front gave a mocking laugh. "Ha! You're really obsessed with killing people, aren't you? And you were just chatting with the police like that?" "I'm just the one who disposes of the bodies," Kazuki Yayoi replied in confusion as he buckled his seat belt. You two are the ones who kill people. What does that have to do with me? The long-haired man chuckled. "Just. You really love putting on an act. Whatever, I can't be bothered to talk to you." Kazuki Yayoi tilted his head toward his dark-skinned, blond-haired colleague. So, were they going to kill anyone today or not? He hadn't eaten dinner yet. The soul from the case just now had been pretty good, but food made by the people in the Organization, no, cooked by them, tasted better. The blond man smiled amiably and held out his phone. "A small gang, twenty people. Thanks for your hard work." Kazuki Yayoi's eyes lit up. That was a huge meal! Still, he pretended to be calm and answered with a straight face, "No trouble!" But he couldn't quite hide the excitement in his voice. Hearing the excitement in Kazuki Yayoi's voice, the two men were both taken aback. But Kazuki Yayoi, thinking only about getting to eat, had no idea his two "colleagues" had added him to their kill list. This novel is also known as: More Deductive Than the Original, Don't Trust Anyone, Uh-Oh, Time to Use My Brain, No One Understands Reversals Better Than I Do, and Who Needs Romance? My Career Comes First Reader notes: 1. The story starts before the chef at the Japanese restaurant becomes a chef. Of the Police Academy Five, only one person comes back to life along the way. 2. The mysteries are mostly classic whodunits, with a few unconventional narrative tricks. They're complicated and brain-burning. If the main story gets too complicated, there'll be an extra chapter explaining everything. 3. Everyone is a wolf in sheep's clothing. If you think someone seems nice, just wait. 4. There are several hidden plotlines beneath the main story. If something feels off, it's a clue planted in one of them. If neither the current comments nor later chapters have explained it, it hasn't been resolved yet, so don't rush. Trust me! This won't go the way other novels do! 5. The protagonist is called Andong Yayoi at first. Later, when he changes identities, his personality changes too. His personality follows the current persona. 6. Please, if you don't enjoy this, just leave! You don't need to announce it in the comments. I can see them! Theme: Don't give up. Everything will get better