The Case of the Man Who Died Laughing

This is a feel-good mystery for us who like leisurely rhythm and everyday life more than bloody terror. I believe this is the first time I have read a detective story where the victim dies from a fit of giggles!

India’s Most Private Investigator, the chubby, always hungry, Vish Puri is a devout Hindu, but he has a difficult time believing that it was the Hindu goddess Kali that killed Dr. Jha at the Delhi Institute of Rationalism and Education.

When I read Tarquin Hall’s story I get the same wonderful, cozy feeling as when I read about McCall Smith’s Mma Ramotswe. Everything goes on as usual, in a very leisurely pace, and the investigating detective is discreetly but effectively finding all clues that eventually leads to the solution.

Hall has an amazing ability to get smells and images to step out of the text and into the mind of the reader. I hear the noise of the Dehli traffic and smell the Indian food as I turn the pages in search of the truth.

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