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Detective Max 007

"Pay attention to the sights, and not the words. Because sounds can often be deceptive. But sight...Sights never lie. Thus the question is not what is in front of your eyes.The question is , what are you looking at? " Max , a wanna be mystery writer comes to another world after dying thanks to our good old truck-kun . But before he can dream about his adventurous life in this new world , he somehow ends up becoming a death row prisoner . Can he solve the mystery to prove his innocence or is this the end for him ? And what happens after that? How will he navigate in this new world, all alone? Will he simply continue being a doctor, or may be mystery writer? Or, may be a DETECTIVE ? Well, to know that, you have to follow Max on this new journey of his. ........ ********* For all the mystery lovers, this is going to be a fantastic detective journey with lots of twists and turns. The role of the system is going to be minimal here and all the cases will be solved by his own reasoning and genius. So go ahead and read to your heart's content . * MC won't be outright genius at the level of Sherlock Holmes from the first chapter and will develop his ability slowly. * 4 chap/ week * Magic castle = 3 bonus chap. * Spacecraft = 5 bonus chap. * Golden gachapeon = 7 bonus chap. * If power stones > 150 by the weekend, then a bonus chap next week. * cover not mine.

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Four hundred thousand dollars

Kevin carried his coffee into the other room, and he was just finishing it when the phone rang again.

This time it was the second man, the nice one.

"You upset my friend, Mr. Kevin. You know, he's difficult to deal with when he's upset."

"I think it would be better if you made the calls from now on."

Kevin said seriously. 

"I don't see—"

The kidnapper immediately retorted. 

"Because that way we can get this handled easily instead of getting all hung up in drama. He mentioned a million dollars. That's out of the question."

Kevin said calmly as he interrupted him. 

"Don't you think she's worth it?"

The kidnapper asked coldly. 

"She's worth any amount,but—"

Kevin started to say but was interrupted by the kidnapper. 

"What does she weigh, Mr. Kevin? Sixty, fifty, somewhere around that?"

The kidnapper finally got annoyed and said solemnly. 

"I don't—"