Keigo Higashino
A battle of brilliant minds
It is a relief once in a while to get away from the bleak, icy landscape of Nordic crime fiction to an ordinary, urban environment. So, here we are in Tokyo, not in the glitzy Shinjuku district, but in the eastern part of the city with its cramped apartment blocks that overlook cardboard shanties, where ordinary folk go about the business of living quietly and stoically because money is tight and on grey mornings, the Sumida River looks murkier than it really is.
