Detective Mysteries Humor

Jay and his friends are on the cusp of perpetrating the greatest heist in Leif Erickson High history when they unwittingly find themselves dangerously close to a murder scene. Consumed with an irrational obsession, he is determined to do anything to solve the crime, including hiring a private investigator, infiltrating a sex club, and indulging in a 90-day LSD binge. Forced to confront his demons, both real and imagined, he must unravel the conspiracy of an elusive octopus and his lascivious minions to find the killer.

Losing his job at the local newspaper after a series of unflattering doodles, William Bridge is called to help his uncle Albert keep his shop going. He immediately falls in love with Sally, the latest shop volunteer, despite formidable opposition from her autocratic stepmother, Lady Courtney. Following a break-in and lost orders, an SOS sent to Albert’s maverick brother Neil changes everything.

Nick joins the Criminal Investigation Department to learn about the work of the detectives in civilian clothes. Asked to keep a watchful eye on a house thought to be used as a brothel, Nick quietly climbs the roof and sends a tile crashing through the window. When the woman inside and her five brothers attack the neighbors for causing the damage, the police turn out in force and arrest everybody. Meanwhile Nick lies low on the roof.

New York City, 1931: Detective Vic Boyo may not be the brightest bulb in the chandelier, but that doesn't stop him from solving cases as only he can. With a little luck and a whole lot of gumption, Boyo sets out to find the murderer of a local cop. Problem is, Boyo's more interested in a gorgeous femme fatale accused of killing her husband.

If there was no yesterday and tomorrow was a myth, what would you do? Mason Thursday, a PI with a permanent case of retrograde amnesia, has to answer that question every time he wakes, all of his obtained memories having fallen away during the night's sleep, and he moves forward with optimism, enthusiasm, and a sometimes inappropriate sarcasm.

Robert James, a private detective more interested in chronicling his cases than solving them, gets a midnight call from a young woman whose older husband has been found with a knife in his chest. Murder, corruption, and betrayal ensue as he's drawn into the dark underworld of his client, but hapless Robert and his sidekick, a flower-delivery guy, can't stop drinking, smoking, and philosophizing long enough to keep up. Imagine The Big Sleep via Fernando Pessoa, with a side of Buster Keaton.

Holy cow! The Little Lemon's Detective Agency just stepped in a huge, steaming pile of The Big Time!
While on a school field trip to the middle of Montana with their dad, world-famous private investigator Archie Lemons, as a chaperone, the boys are shocked to discover there has been a murder in the hotel! With the hotel detectives and the local sheriff way out of their league, they turn to Archie to help out, and wouldn't you know it, the Little Lemons Detective Agency just happens to tag along.

When gumshoe detective, Daxon Steele, finds he’s ankle deep in more than a chewed up wad, he quickly uncovers a sinister plot that sets out to exploit and destroy not just the skink-pushers who hide in the shadows of the Flatpack District, not just the poor guys, gals and others shaking their hips at Shooters & Hooters Club, but the entire population of Bryunsville. Will Dax overcome his prejudice and accept Gaz, a former stripper-bot, as his partner?

Mark Twain is at his irreverent best with this hilarious parody of the 19th-century mystery. The tale begins with the murder of Flint Buckner and a heinous crime against a young woman. A man with special gifts - no less a personage than Sherlock Holmes! - enters the scene to solve the mystery and avenge the lady. He matches wits with an improbable villain, Archy Stillman, while Ham Sandwich and Wells Fargo look on, and almost gets himself lynched in the process.

Warning: Before you even consider listening to this, understand that this is a story about a guy that is large, feels he is in charge, and is ready to kick some butt. In truth, he is essentially deaf, almost blind, socially handicapped, and has little sense of smell to boot. Add to that his basic disregard for proper attire and you have one humorous, heartfelt, and, at times, moving story. Okay maybe not that heartfelt or moving, but it may all depend on how you look at things.

Meet Kyle King - a 30-something cop who has already accumulated the bitterness of a retiree and spends most shifts lapping the streets of Fullerton, California, with 90s hip hop as his siren song. Sick of having his own hands cuffed by the rigidness of traditional law enforcement, Kyle yearns to pursue the next generation of criminals who are making a mockery of the police force and running amok in cyberspace. The keyboard warriors have had free rein of the virtual world for too long without any accountability - until now.