Sep 18, 2017
tsubagakure (All reviews)
No, this has nothing to do with the Death Note universe, except for the reminiscence of the already known characters L, Misora Naomi-san and, the storyteller, Mello. So, to all the Kira enthusiasts out there, make no mistake - your hero, your god is not here!

But, error not, nonetheless this is a great story. Written by Nisio Isin (Monogatari series, Medaka Box) and illustrated by Obata Takeshi, the artist behind Death Note (though little there is to be appreciated, solely some cool, shady portraits, now and then), BB Renzoku Satsujin Jiken is a dazzling tale holding a secret thirsting to be revealed. It is an astonishing and dark police roller-coaster. Set in prosaic L.A. (as the title implies), graphical dormant, a wave of maddeningly homicides began to diffuse with a peculiar insignia: a series of mysterious and cunning clues are being left behind at every crime scene. The gloomy shadows of a killer on the loose triggers the beginning of the novel, which is simply delicious - from the very moment that Misora-san enters the stage you’re already in too deep. (From the Death Note story we already knew that this Japanese investigator had worked under L’s leadership, and this is her narrative.) As the storyline proceeds, not too slow and not too swift, i’d say at an appropriate and sober pace, you’ll get to know this bizarre, strange persona next to Misora-san and their interaction – fantastic! Such is a sweet gust, grotesque sometimes, amidst the dire sophism you suddenly got caught into. It gets highly addictive, and you’ll never get tedious. You get to know, little by little, the phrenology etched upon our protagonists, deciphering the charade towards the next murder, and more and more of our heroine’s serene pensive and breakthroughs, which later on, in the Death Note manga, posed an acute problem to Yagami Light.

Sailing through the chain of cadavers and psychotic riddles, she attains, somehow, this aura that makes the reader reciprocates with her heart, it’s quite amazing. Though Misora Naomi’s ethos and wit are circled, veiled by one’s dark brilliance, which, consequently, is veiled by another’s empyrean intellect, far superior, her natural propensity for this whodunit is simply perfect. A superb battle of wits!
It is very well thought, and at some point you’ll may even look over your shoulder – who’s there in the shallow shadow? This road across the darkness is a memorable one, one i greatly recommend for any lover of the mystery, thriller and psychological genre. The final pages are everything they should be, not a word wasted, culminating in an extraordinary zenith that’ll blow you away. Profound and potent, a must read where, at one point or another, you will get sucked and become a complicit in this odyssey.