Kamonohashi Ron no Kindan Suiri (Ron Kamonohashi's Forbidden Deductions / Ron Kamonohashi: Deranged Detective)

FIRST INVESTIGATION DIVISION

There's a fifth victim?

Yes.

The MO seems to be the exact same.

Expand the investigation area.

- Isshiki! - Yes!

- You can go home and sleep. - Huh?

What? Two all-nighters is no problem!

I can still do this!

Don't get me wrong, Totomaru Isshiki.

Useless guys like you just get in the way.

Wow, Amamiya...

GENERAL AFFAIRS

That's rough.

If you don't do better soon, you'll be kicked out of the division.

You think so too, Kiku?

The culprit fooled you and got away twice, was it?

Three times.

You questioned people at nighttime and got reported as a creep.

It didn't occur to me...

The way you're so honest and impulsive is what I like about you, though.

Huh?

Not good traits for an officer, though.

That's not at all nice to hear.

Even though the serial killings scare the citizens,

I just have to sit here and wait.

It's hard to just sit still.

It's unbearable.

There are already five victims.

Huh?

No real progress in the investigation.

If the First Investigation Division is having this much trouble,

there's probably only one person who can solve this.

You know someone who can?

Who is it?

A certain detective.

A detective?

Though, he's no regular detective.

Huh?

It's here.

It's an old photo of him.

Handsome, isn't he?

His personality is equally as great.

He's also the building manager of an apartment.

Look for him there first.

Well... Kiku did say this is our only option.

If he has a side business,

doesn't that mean his detective business is slow?

Is this really okay?

Don't get your hopes up.

Huh?

What was that?

Did I imagine that?

Do it yourself.

Are you talking to me?

Are you mistaking me for someone?

I think you are.

Is that how you ask someone for a favor?!

Go back to asking the gods for help!

How did you know...

Just go home! Get lost.

"Get lost"?

I need to talk to you.

Kiku from the Metropolitan Police sent me here...

Kiku did?

Who are you?!

What do you want?

A-Are you Ron Kamonohashi?

Yeah.

This seaweed-like bedhead is really him?

You used to be so clean-looking.

Your eyes are matte. There's no light in them!

Even a dead fish's eyes reflect light!

Do you really have to say every single thought out loud?

Ah, I'm sorry!

Geez. Kiku is still all up in my business.

Sorry, but what is your relationship with Kiku?

- Is it dead? - It's sleeping.

Kiku's son and I went to the same school. He looked after me.

He took me to school.

He thinks I sit around bawling all day.

Not that he's wrong.

Are you okay?

Huh?

The floor is cushioned?

It's called a "sloth floor."

This floor is familiar with my days of boredom and despair.

Y-Your place is quite empty.

- I have no TV nor internet. - Huh?

Then a laptop? A phone?

I block out all information about the outside.

Nothing is worth knowing anyway.

Worth knowing?

Is my overwhelming misery coming across?

More or less.

- I yearn for despair. - That's dark.

But I don't want to tell you why.

No need to.

This guy is troublesome.

I am a piece of junk frozen in time.

You should just go. Tell Kiku I said hi.

I can't do that!

- I came to consult... - No thank you.

I still haven't...

You're not the first.

Huh?

Kiku has sent countless young guys here,

all prodigies hoping to be promoted after partnering with me.

I took them all down a peg and sent them home.

Kiku wants to get me back on my feet.

Though he knows very well that I no longer am a detective.

What?

You aren't a detective?

Are you not listening?

But Kiku told me to go and consult you about the case...

You know, right?

About the serial killings...

Whoa.

The incidents in...

The incidents...

Come on! I'm trying to talk.

That's enough. You're annoying.

What?

I told you I'm not a detective anymore.

I don't want to hear or see anything about any unsolved cases.

What?

- At least hear me out. - No way in hell.

People's lives are on the line!

Why should I care?

What's his problem?

This guy can't make a single decent deduction.

Whatever.

I feel bad for Kiku, but I won't relying on you.

That's better. Someone like you should stick to praying instead.

That's right. How did you know I did that?

It's obvious.

That pine tree pollen on your shoulder.

Around here, that could only come from the road to Wakana Shrine.

Then there's the unopened canned coffee in your left pocket,

and the sound of coins in your right pocket.

I know you exchanged your bills for coins to make offerings.

You're right...

Wow.

You're this unlikeable and mean, but you're spot on.

Your tendency to voice everything that pops into your mind

is what spoiled kids do.

Doing something as staid as walking on the side of the path to the shrine

is something you learned as a child.

Based on that, I think your grandparents raised you.

Am I wrong?

With that personality of yours,

you're probably on the verge of being transferred

and came to ask me to save you?

Agh... You're right.

That's not the whole story, though.

Is that so?

One thing I don't understand.

- Kiku knows I won't help. - Kiku was right, though.

- Why would he send a third-rate... - Maybe he can find the murderer.

Idiot, your voicing your monologue out loud.

Oh.

I won't help you, so leave already.

Please help me, Ron Kamonohashi.

No.

Please reconsider!

I won't do it.

Well, I'll just have to force him to listen.

It's a serial killer case that no one can solve!

The first victim was murdered nine months ago...

Huh?

Earplugs?

Just how twisted is this guy?!

I won't allow it!

- Stay away. - Listen to me!

- Cut it out. - It's a really terrible case!

- It's my superior. - Don't you dare talk about work here!

There's been a 6th victim!

Huh?

Hurry to the scene, Isshiki!

Isshiki? Totomaru Isshiki!

This is Isshiki.

A body was found in Kazahana Park in Shibuya.

You're the one closest to there. Go now.

Understood.

This is bad.

Sorry, I have to go.

W-What's happening?!

I told you not to tell me!

As soon as I hear about a case, I can't control this feeling.

Huh?

But I must not investigate them.

I tried so hard to keep it all away.

Wait, you want to investigate it?

Of course I do!

Solving riddles and crimes is my sole reason to live.

It's driving me crazy that I can't do it.

So that's why you wallowed in despair...

You refused to have a TV or internet because of this?

That's not all.

In order to live as a complete recluse, I reversed my day and night activities.