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"You said the man was twenty-seven or twenty-eight?" Imanishi asked, "What did he look like? For example, was he thin or fat; what was his hair like?"
"Let me think . . . I seem to remember him as being very thin," the woman clerk answered after a few moments. "No, he wasn't that thin," a man who was in the room put in. "He was quite stocky."
"Was he?" The woman clerk was unsure now.
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Reasons I could never work in the police...

I enjoyed this Japanese police procedural from the 1960s. If you don't mind implausible deductive leaps and wild goose chases, it's worth a look-in.

It's hardly an adrenaline-filled thrill ride (most of it is Imanishi taking day trips and asking polite questions), but it has plenty charm and I became immersed in the Japanese culture.

So close - yet no regrets. I finished with a new-to-me mystery series from Soho Crime. @24in48 #readharderchallenge #24in48