The Cockroaches is the second Harry Hole novel. And this time he goes to Thailand. I thought about getting it in Thailand but it was needlessly expensive. So when I saw it on sale in a Turkish book seller web site I didn't hesitate. And I liked it fine but I needn't have bothered except I feel good that I'm now in chronological order of Hole novels (something I was not able to do with John Rebus novels until the final four or something).
This time our drunk detective didn't actually start drinking at one point in the case and later quit again when the resolution came. But in the end he is seen at an opium den trying to smoke everything away (or rather see them as he wish).
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