Conan: Death is Watching Me

Chapter 11 Professional Role Play, for real
the next day.

Gao Mo went out early and bought a bunch of books about butler-related professions, and then rented several movie videotapes related to butlers.

I still have a dusty computer at home, and I thought I would use it someday, so I installed internet access.

He did not forget the part-time job that Fūya Rei had agreed to do, helping the police organize outsourced information. It would be inconvenient without the Internet.

noon.

Gao Mo took the videotape home, ready to spend a few days in seclusion eating instant noodles, when the apartment elevator suddenly broke down.

It seems that because of yesterday's elevator accident, high-rise apartments throughout Tokyo have started elevator maintenance.

The response in this area was quick and clear.

Unlucky.

Looking at the notice posted at the elevator entrance, Gao Mo wanted to say that there was no need to be so nervous - that place was a special case.

However, seeing the frightened residents around him, he finally chose to climb the stairs obediently.

"call!"

The others seemed to have chosen to wait until the inspection was completed, and no one followed... No, there was still one.

Gao Mo started to pant as soon as he climbed to the third floor. He finally made it to the tenth floor. His face turned pale and he was sweating profusely.

My airways felt burning and my lungs were about to explode.

When he pulled over to rest, Gao Mo saw the agile figure of Jōgō Rei.

This guy seems to be training in the stairwell, running up and down.

"Mr. Kido?"

Fūya Rei stopped with a relaxed look on his face and did a plank position on the stairs.

"Your health isn't good. You need to exercise regularly... It's best to get some systematic training. My friend has relevant training."

"Police friend?" Gao Mo rolled his eyes while panting heavily.

"Yeah," Furuya Rei smiled, his eyes narrowed, and he didn't mind. "If you train blindly alone, you can easily hurt yourself, or even have the opposite effect...would you like to try it out? It's much better than the gym, and best of all, it's free."

"N-Not interested."

Gao Mo took a deep breath and continued to go upstairs.

This guy must be trying to convince him to become a policeman again.

I don't know what the picture is.

In terms of combat power, he is now almost negative.

In terms of intelligence... although he didn't want to admit it, he was indeed a small character in this detective world.

For now, the only outstanding abilities are "Eagle Vision" and the "Quickly Entering the Role" that comes with the actor's profession.

These two things should not be noticed by Jiang Gu Ling.

Well, appearance may be an advantage, after all, he was once a popular idol... but this seems to have nothing to do with being a policeman.

"If you have any ideas, feel free to contact me."

Rei Furuya used the handrail of the stairs to demonstrate difficult moves, doing a one-handed handstand and revealing his wheat-colored abdominal muscles.

"Phew, about the part-time job, my friend has some news... There's a job analyzing two months of surveillance records. Do you want to take it? The reward is 5 yen."

5 yen is already a lot, and Yuya Kazami's basic salary is only 40 yen.

"No need for that this time, let's talk about it later." Gao Mo thought about it and decided to refuse.

Money can be earned again at any time.

The biggest task at the moment is to prepare for the first professional role-playing in a few days.

The road to excellence requires long-term accumulation, and he must not miss any opportunity.

The horrific death of the fat young man yesterday is still fresh in my mind...

"I may not have time in the next week," Gao Mo added.

"No time?" Fūya Rei was stunned for a moment and almost failed to complete the second set of movements.

He thought Gao Mo must be extremely short of money now, after all, he just lost his job.

"You have a new job so soon?" Jiang Gu Ling thought as he looked at Gao Mo's struggling back.

He solved the work problem in one day, which is completely different from the recorded person of Kido Takamo.

And why do I feel a little bit dangerous for no apparent reason?

Such a weak body...

……

Room 1604, a three-bedroom, one-living room apartment.

Gao Mo leaned against the sofa like a corpse, his head felt dizzy and he almost suffocated.

It felt like I was dying, and the discomfort was almost as severe as a near-death experience.

So weak.

He thinks too highly of himself.

No, Furuya Rei is right, he should exercise more.

He is in a completely sub-healthy state now. Even climbing stairs is like this. If he really encounters danger in a case, he will definitely be the first to die.

After about 10 minutes, his body gradually returned to normal. After adding a follow-up training plan to himself, Gao Mo's thoughts couldn't help but wander a little.

He didn't know what the specific requirements were for activating the profession. He had been a librarian for so long in his previous life, but the system hadn't responded at all.

Is it to get a job in the Conan world?

The other self actually developed in many aspects as an idol, but only one "actor" was included, while the "supermarket cashier" was simply included.

If possible, he hopes to include several combat-related professions.

Maybe you can upgrade through stars and skip the basic training stage directly.

Give it a try if you have the chance.

The judo that Kogoro Mori used yesterday was quite good.

The good-for-nothing uncle was transformed into a master.

"Let's finish this role-playing mission first."

Gao Mo gathered his thoughts, stood up and inserted a videotape into the player.

The antique is not difficult to operate, and the video plays smoothly, but the picture quality is not very clear.

In fact, the world already has CD technology, but for some reason it is not popular in Japan.

The Internet was still around the year 2000, otherwise it would have been much easier to find information.

If nothing unexpected happens, it will take a long time before it completely transforms into the modern world he is familiar with.

"Zizi!"

Sitting back on the sofa, Gao Mo was about to look through some books related to the butler profession when he suddenly realized that the tune of the movie was not right.

Horror movie?

It's a sham!
The store manager clearly said that he was a cross-era butler...

It seems to be across eras.

换。

I tried several videotapes in a row but was not satisfied with any of them, so I finally chose to play the teaching film.

Reading with the book does give me some sense of knowledge flowing through my brain, but I don’t know if it’s because I’m used to the systematic book reading mode, I always feel drowsy.

Knowledge flows in and flows out.

It is not that easy to complete the introduction to the "housekeeper" profession in 3 days.

Gao Mo Ge You lay down and rubbed his temples.

Being a housekeeper is not an easy job and requires a lot of time to master.

It seems that the only way to make up for it is through acting, thinking more about the posture and behavior, and trying to make the performance as realistic as possible.

……

"Om-!"

The ringing of the phone suddenly broke Gao Mo's sleep.

When I came to my senses, I realized that it had become dark outside and it was night again.

A 3-hour instructional video was still playing on TV, and it seemed to have been automatically rewound and replayed.

Why did you fall asleep?
"Haha, Kido-kun," the mustache-faced man's voice boomed with joy after the call was connected. "I've received Ms. Yoko's autograph plate, and a signed photo of her... How thoughtful!"

"Really? That's good."

Gao Mo yawned, turned off the video and switched to the TV program.

There are only 3 days left, we have to think of other ways.

Just before the evening broadcast of Kamen Rider, there was a live interview with Yoko Okino. When she mentioned the death of her ex-boyfriend, Yoko did not shy away from it, but instead took the initiative to sing a cheering song in front of the camera.

The cheerful voice made Gao Mo feel much more energetic.

"You're watching Yoko's show too, that's why I wanted to tell you," the man with the mustache sighed as if he had found a kindred spirit. "But Miss Yoko is really amazing. She bounced back so quickly after something like that happened..."

"Ah."

Gao Mo didn't want to comment.

Sometimes being an idol is pretty sad.

Whether she is sad or frightened, Yoko has to hide her true self from her fans.

Otherwise you will lose fans support...

Well, Yoko would definitely be much better than him.

He has been out of fashion for several years and couldn't even maintain a basic fan club, which was completely disbanded years ago.

There are probably not many people who can still recognize him now. He doesn't even need to pretend when walking on the street.

It's amazing that the mustache guy could recognize him.

"Snapped!"

Gao Mo threw the hands-free phone aside, turned on the lights in the house, and continued to read the housekeeping books he had found.

It’s much easier to watch it again after a good night’s sleep, especially with Yoko’s singing - this good friend’s voice seems to have an invisible charm.

Playing the role of a good butler doesn't seem impossible.

(End of this chapter)