I'm Really Not a Good Detective.

"Please, I'm a detective! How can there be such a thing as a god in this world?" What do you mean you can walk through walls? What does it mean that you can retrieve things from afar? There's something really wrong with my detective style... He was obviously investigating a perfectly normal murder case, but why did he discover the power of faith? But it doesn't matter. No matter how fantastic and bizarre the incident is, it is nothing more than love and hatred between people. "Hey! The murderer over there, as well as the readers who are watching, I have laid out all the clues I know. Let's compare them!"