Die! Detective! Die!

Kanjiro Tangiku was one of the most celebrated superdetectives in Japan. He was so successful that his talents had been requested throughout Asia except for China. They had their detectives with various abilities but chose to keep their cases entirely in the country rather than rely on outside support. It meant that if they had a Superdetective in the country then they kept it a closely guarded secret rather than let it spread through public discourse or social media.

China had always been proud of home-grown talents who happened to be geniuses and investigators were no different. The government and private sector preferred their solutions to seemingly impossible cases on occasion. To be humble was considered a Chinese virtue, either that or they simply lacked any said genius minds. Nobody knew and no one else was talking about it, at least not outside the country although rumours were always around.

The Philippines, Malaysia, and South Korea were among a few of the countries in Asia that had received his support when solving seemingly unsolvable cases. There had been ghosts in one scene which had resulted in large numbers of tourists seemingly disappearing into thin air, their wallets, passports and indeed all of their items of clothing had been left behind even including the hair on their heads.

The amazing part was that the hair in question was not shaved or cut but completely whole and could have been worn as a wig. DNA testing had clarified that it was indeed that of the tourists.

There had been no indications of violence or distress and anyone who had seen the tourists enter temples and tourist areas even within short distances had sworn that they had all heard the sound of ghosts before they vanished into thin air.

Tangiku-san had exposed that all of the tourists belonged to a growing cult which believed in ancient alien abduction and moments before they had been kidnapped and removed from the site they had visited each one had taken a temporarily paralysing agent which slowly breathing and heart rate to almost near-death standards. A side effect of the drug had caused their hair to simply side off their heads completely whole.

Following the rules of the cult to rid themselves of material possessions they had removed items from their body which held value. They would then walk for a short distance before digging into the bare earth with their hands and fingernails and with the power of bursts of adrenalin and other chemicals they would dig a hole deep enough to lie down in before covering themselves again with the dirt.

No one had paid attention to the ground underneath their feet as though they must have been taken and airlifted into the sky. Radar and other means of detection never showed any aircraft in the area. Once time had passed each person would rise from the earth as though pretending, they were living dead or corpses rising from the grave before following one of the cult's representatives who would lead them towards hidden trails and waiting vehicles. The entire case had confused the authorities of countries who became increasingly concerned that a major source of tourism and income for their countries would be wiped out and the damage would become irreversible.

Only Kanjiro Tangiku-San had thought to continually examine the evidence, often standing in strict positions of observance for days at a time before he was able to decipher the real truth behind the unknown mystery. His training in form of Japanese Buddhism had given him an almost infinite amount of patience and he always conducted himself to the tenets of absolute honour in all situations.

According to the records, his ancestors had also followed the ways of detection, even going back to the early Edo period when the Tokugawa Shogunate had ruled Japan. To be a superdetective was for him, not the achievement of a lifetime but untold generations slowly acquiring knowledge in how to best perform and dissect criminal acts to solve them. He was considered a most humble man, the true enemy of all criminals and fraudsters alike across Asia.

It was rumoured that the reason he had no nemesis to fight against was that he had already learned how to identify before they had time to develop their criminal minds and he would often find them, take them as apprentices under his wing and then guide them onto career paths that would both benefit themselves and society. For such an honourable and wise man to meet his fate and enter the realms of the gods was a surprising act but it had happened.

The fact that when his corpse was found in one of the largest nightclubs in Tokyo, surrounded by piles of money, drugs, and all manner of strange sexual equipment and looked upon by prostitutes of all different genders including several animals it came as quite a surprise to a society that deemed that it must have been an elaborate trick.

When it was also released that he had been known as the hidden Emperor of the Yakuza and every single one of his fingers and thumbs were artificial as they had been entirely chopped over the years and reformed criminals in the shape of his former apprentices came forward to acknowledge that he was known as a god in the underworld his name came under massive disrepute and a civil war almost broke out in Japan.

His family name was removed from all records and any relatives of his were entirely disowned when the truth came out. The various leaders of Asian countries would follow in cursing his name to protect their political power and claim that he had been a master deceiver.

For those of you still reading this, I’ll give you a quick TLDR explanation. The guy was a corrupt dick, and I exposed his dirty crimes for everyone to see. Oh right, you don’t know who I am yet. Well, let’s wait until we’ve covered the next super-detective before I tell you a little bit more about myself.

Strap yourself in and grab your guns, this time we’re heading to the good ol’ USA.

Yee-hah!