The ringleader, police executive Hijikata, committed suicide. A suicide note was found, and handwriting analysis confirmed it was definitely written by Hijikata himself.
 
However, there’s no one more attached to honor and his own life than that guy. It’s only natural to think he was murdered.
 
Funds are still flowing from multiple companies and disappearing… that ridiculous plan is still alive.
 
If he was killed, then by whom? Who is the mastermind? Someone I don’t know…?… Read more

(It remains in fragments in my memory, but when I came to, I had been taken home by Naomi-san.)
 
Seeing me desperately trying to open the drawers of memory, Koyomin looked somewhat—no, quite—exasperated.
 
“Um, Kanako… we’re the parties involved.”
 
“W-well, the people involved are the ones who forget! You know, they say ‘it’s darkest under the lighthouse.'”
 
“If it was originally dark, there’d be no point in having a lighthouse… sigh“
 
After inserting one sigh, Koyomin picked up the documents.… Read more

Entrusted by Inspector Gori, we returned to the office and immediately began our strategy meeting. Well, I say strategy, but basically it’s Koyomin’s job to come up with ideas.
 
I dragged a whiteboard from the back of the office, grabbed a pen, and braced myself to write down my sister’s brilliant ideas.
 
“Now, let’s come up with a miraculous plan to save Naomi-san and Ugo-honjo-sensei! I’ll write down every single word!”
 
Koyomin looked exasperated and said, “They don’t come that quickly.”… Read more

“Um, do you really not remember? You taught me the Zu-zu dialect, didn’t you?”
 
I asked to confirm.
 
But as expected, Ugohonjo sensei was greatly surprised to hear this.
 
“Zu-zu dialect can be taught? I’ve been hearing it since I was born and it’s ingrained in my body, so teaching it would actually be difficult.”
 
“Huh?”
 
What does this mean? I felt like she taught me thoroughly and carefully from the beginning.… Read more

Case 4: I Don’t Know Who the Mastermind Is, So I Don’t Know Whose Mind to Read!

The one who helped suspect Arima escape was, shockingly, Yurippe—
Ugohonjo Yuri!? Mind-reading detective Oba Kanako could only be stunned into silence by the shocking news of this internal crime committed by a police official. However, she couldn’t bring herself to believe that Yurippe-san was a villain. It wasn’t just because of the kindness she had shown when teaching her dialect so helpfully.… Read more

“That’s right, the culprit who had been seeing that selfish body up close had been feeling frustrated day after day! And when they learned that the director had recently become obsessed with anthocyanin-based black tea, their delusions exploded with the idea of making him drink blue-colored sleeping pills to do naughty things! Unable to contain themselves any longer, they made him drink that drug!”
 
(That’s just wishful thinking, Kabemura-san.)
 
Being able to let your imagination run that wild just from seeing bluish tea is admirable in a way, but… both I and the two doctors were exasperated.… Read more

“I’m embarrassed to show off my deduction in front of a great detective, but since this involves information only insiders would know, please don’t think I’m trying to one-up you or that I’ll brag about winning.”
 
(I don’t think there’s winning or losing in deduction. Is this kind of male-oriented consideration?)
 
Katsura-san couldn’t hide his irritation at that condescending way of speaking.
 
“What is it? Why don’t you just say it clearly?”
 
Kai-san pointed to the spot where Director Shimoda had been sitting in seiza, grinning.… Read more

“Well then, first of all…”
 
“Oh, I guess the detective blood is stirring, huh? This is getting interesting, auntie.”
 
I immediately decided to read the mind of Kabemura-san, the gossip-loving head nurse.
 
“Um, first, did you notice anything, Head Nurse?”
 

[“Notice what? I was called by Fuko in a panic, so I don’t know anything. More importantly, what kind of cases has Kanako-chan solved? What was the most difficult case? Do you have any acquaintances in the police?… Read more

Knowing that what this person entrusts to us is usually problematic, I made a suspicious face.
 
Naomi-san showed no sign of remorse and laughed, showing her sharp teeth.
 
“Yeah, it’s case materials. My room’s getting cramped, so keep it for a while.”
 
Honestly… treating us like a convenient safe deposit box or rental garage. I reluctantly agreed.
 
“Sigh, I understand.”
 
“Thanks. Well, if something happens to me, open it… Oh, the password is the usual one.… Read more

Case 3: Even though I Can Read Minds, But the Culprit Pulls So Many Miracles No One Believes Me When I Tell the Truth!

 
Our mind-reading detective, Oba Kanako, happened to be present at the scene of a sudden doctor collapse incident at a large hospital.
Beside the victim, who had fallen unconscious in an unusual position, there was a meaningful blue tea that had been poured. Was it an accident or an incident?
What message was the doctor, who had fainted while sitting in seiza position, trying to convey with his body?… Read more