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Now we know what we're up against! With a little help from Charlotte Arisaka Anderson and a surprise appearance by the late detective herself, I, Kimihiko Kimizuka, was able to defeat the devious pseudohuman Chameleon who attacked us during our cruise ship investigation. That doesn’t mean the end of our excitement aboard the ship, though, because right after cleaning up...

To celebrate a job well done, I, Kimihiko Kimizuka, have set out on a cruise with the ace detective, Nagisa Natsunagi, and our new ally, Yui Saikawa. However, a detective’s work is never done—not even a dead one’s. For it seems that somewhere, on this very ship, Siesta’s legacy is hidden. We didn’t have the slightest inkling it existed until...

We uncovered the mystery of Siesta's death, but that doesn't mean an end to the excitement! This time Saikawa's asking me, Kimihiko Kimizuka, to be her idol producer—all while Bat and Seed have formed an unholy alliance in the wings. It seems our story's not quite over yet... What revelations will the finale have in store?! The Detective Is Already...

Due to my penchant for getting dragged into things, I, Kimihiko Kimizuka, an ordinary high-school student, suddenly was asked to protect national idol Yui Saikawa's three-billion-yen sapphire!? When there's a detective, there's always a case, and so, another case begins for me and Siesta’s heart’s recipient, Nagisa Natsunagi! In The Detective Is Already Dead, Vol. 3 (manga), the adventure continues...

The dead detective and her assistant come to life in this manga adaptaion! I, Kimihiko Kimizuka, was an ordinary high school student. Sure, I had a penchant for getting dragged into all sorts of trouble, but was otherwise ordinary-until I met her. The detective, Siesta. Her angelically beautiful face and cool disposition in the face of plane hijackers swept me...

I just knew it. When I, Kimihiko Kimizuka, agreed to help Nagisa Natsunagi find her heart donor, I should've realised I was being dragged into something troublesome. Actually, I had an eerily similar feeling four years ago when I met Siesta on that plane. Speaking of which, that was where I first met the old jailbird Bat. I brought Natsunagi...