Conan: Death is Watching Me

Chapter 12 "Mouri Kogoro's Detective Notes"

Maori Detective Agency.

"Also," Maori Kogoro put his legs on the desk and chatted with old friends in a relaxed manner, "Yoko found the spare key, but it seems that she doesn't plan to sue that Ikezawa Yuko..."

"uncle."

Conan walked into the detective agency from outside with a tortured expression on his face. After seeing the mustache, he curiously put down his schoolbag.

"Who are you talking to on the phone? Is there a new case?"

"Go! Go! Go!"

The man with a mustache waved his hands in disgust and couldn't stand Conan anymore.

Speaking of which, the last time a kid kicked a ball and hit me on the head, I haven’t settled the score yet because there are too many things going on.

Remembering he was still on the phone, the mustache-faced man apologetically hid aside and laughed heartily, "He's a little brat who's temporarily staying at my house. He insists on hearing about my heroic deeds... Eh? You want to learn judo from me? My fees are pretty high..."

"Beep!" The call was interrupted.

"Hang up..."

The man with a mustache listened to the busy tone on the phone in confusion, his face looking a little embarrassed.

You little bastard, why do you become such a different person when it comes to money?

It's what you deserve.

"My Miss Yoko is still the best!"

The man with a mustache rubbed his face against the signature board gently, and couldn't help but reveal an obscene smile.

He decided that he would sleep with Miss Yoko's autograph in his arms today.

"Who is it?" Conan was even more curious. He had never seen the uncle chatting with anyone like this since he started boarding.

Like friends but not like friends.

It sounds like it's related to Yoko Okino.

"Didn't it uncle who solved the case yesterday?"

"Of course it's me!" Maori Kogoro looked at Conan unhappily again, "Humph, it was thanks to my heroic efforts that Yoko resolved the crisis yesterday. If it weren't for the unexpected malfunction of the elevator, that person wouldn't have died at all."

"Heh, heh heh..."

Conan's mouth twitched silently.

He knew very well what level the uncle was at.

I guess he got lucky again and got help from other detectives.

Otherwise, how come I can’t even get the commission fee?

……

the other side.

A three-bedroom, one-living room apartment with a large sofa.

Gao Mo was distracted for a moment.

It wasn't that he hung up the call on purpose, but the settlement information just happened to appear in his field of vision.

It happened so suddenly I almost forgot about it.

Fortunately, the system automatically picked a task for him - it was Xiao Huzi's [Get Yoko's exclusive autograph].

The task has been completed and there is no need to re-draw.

Gao Mo clicked confirm directly, his expression curious yet a little weird.

There are no additional rewards, only a slightly subtle exclusive book - "Mouri Kogoro's Detective Notes", 3 stars.

It's still a career book, but unfortunately he hasn't activated the detective profession yet.

I have to verify it as soon as possible after this mission is completed.

The current focus is of course to upgrade the actor to level 5 as soon as possible, but it never hurts to activate other professions, as they may come in handy someday.

Especially an important profession like detective.

Dealing with murders for a long time requires more than just being an actor.

"Do you want to read this book?"

Gao Mo hesitated.

It might just be a waste of time, but Kogoro Mouri is a detective after all, so he might have some experience to draw on.

All his knowledge of detectives comes from anime, and he actually lacks a lot of basic knowledge.

I heard that applying for a detective license in Tokyo requires a special exam...

"Read it."

Gao Mo didn't hesitate for long.

He has no habit of leaving things unused, so he deserves 3 stars no matter what.

It shouldn't take too much time, just treat it as a change of pace between studying the housekeeper information.

Putting the housekeeping book in his hand aside, Gao Mo picked up an old magazine as a projection carrier for "Mouri Kogoro's Detective Notes".

There are quite a lot of unexpected contents...

January 3rd, sunny, watched horse racing replays.

On January 5th, I dozed off and accidentally missed Ms. Yoko’s show. Damn it.

On January 10th, there was still no business, so I drank and told my friends at the izakaya about my experience as a police officer.

On January 11, I helped an old lady in 2-chome find her cat, but she only gave me 5000, which was really disgusting.

On January 15, I was beaten during an affair investigation. When I came back, I found that my wallet was lost. There was a horse racing ticket in it. Damn, maybe I could win a million.

On January 20, Xiaolan said that she spent all her pocket money on horse racing and beer, and Yingli secretly gave Xiaolan money again... She will definitely win next time.

On February 1, I was being chased by my creditors and met Yingli.

……

"I knew it."

Gao Mo smiled bitterly and held his forehead. It was more like a bad luck diary than a detective's diary, and it was quite boring.

It's only slightly better than the housekeeping books full of professional knowledge, and you can read them for fun.

Xiao Huzi certainly doesn't write a diary himself, and I don't know how he would react when he sees this book.

As for the harvest...

There are still some gains.

After all, this guy used to be a policeman and still had some basic experience. It was just because of his alcoholism and lax and decadent nature that he had a bad reputation.

Occasionally, Megure would introduce some cases that the police were too busy to handle, especially with the recent disappearance of Kudo Shinichi, and the surge in the number of various criminal cases...

This is also the reason why the missing entrepreneur's daughter case fell into the hands of Little Mustache.

The others are some trivial cases.

Finding cats and dogs is all about luck.

It’s a pity that the mustache can last until now.

……

As the last page was read, the book's projection shattered and disappeared from sight like a bubble.

The 3 stars successfully entered the storage pool, which gave Gao Mo a feeling that it was better than nothing.

He still hoped to get the judo book from the mustache man.

Book badges place great emphasis on the power of knowledge, and the professional books awarded by the system seem to have a hidden improvement effect, and are not just used to obtain star ratings.

Judo is definitely more effective than this detective notebook.

“There should be plenty of opportunities.”

Thinking that he would meet Kogoro Maori in a case again in the future, Gao Mo was not too anxious.

After all, the corresponding profession has not been opened yet...

Speaking of which, Maori and his daughter are particularly interesting. They both have top-level combat power, but they always fail to perform at critical moments.

When Kogoro was still a student, his judo skills were far superior to those of other students, but he just couldn't win the competition. He performed poorly as soon as he entered the competition, so now few people know about his skills.

Xiaolan also has amazing fighting ability, but when she is scared she can only scream and wait for death foolishly without being able to do anything.

He is incredibly fierce when protecting others or taking the initiative.

According to the combat power classification in the Conan world, the father and daughter should be ranked at the top in terms of peak strength.

If Rei Furuya is an A, it would be no problem for the father and daughter to get a B+.

Gao Mo took a sip of Coke and thought to himself.

There is no hope for Rei Furuya for now.

If possible, he hopes to draw the combat power book from the father and daughter.

……

"Moo-!"

The island of Yamoto.

A whistle sounded like the roar of a deep-sea whale, echoing near the dock.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and Gao Mo arrived at the tourist island run by the Yumoto family as promised.

A grand wedding was held on the island that morning. It was said that the bride was the most beloved granddaughter of the chairman of the Yumoto Group.

Even in the afternoon, you can still see a lot of celebrities hanging out.

Gao Mo, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, walked off the shuttle boat with the invitation letter in his pocket. Before he could even look for it, he was greeted by a white-bearded old man in a well-fitting black morning suit.

White wing collar shirt and black bow tie.

He stood straight with his hands folded behind his back. Every move he made was very elegant, full of British etiquette, even more professional and outstanding than in the teaching video.

The old butler of the Yamoto family?
Gao Mo felt a sudden increase of pressure in his heart.

I don’t know if the results of my studies these days can be used to pass the test.

He almost tore through the most relevant book, "Confessions of an English Butler".

"Are you the external housekeeper from Tokyo?" The old man's eyebrows widened slightly, a little surprised at Gao Mo's youth, but he quickly controlled his expression, "What's your name?"

"Yes……"

Gao Mo suddenly reacted.

The package was indeed addressed to him.

But the invitation did not mention his name.

Is it to avoid using real names?
"Just call me Kindaichi." Gao Mo responded calmly.

"Okay, Mr. Kindaichi," the old man nodded and led the way. "I believe you have read the contents of the invitation letter. For this mission, you only need to take care of the work on the ship during your return to Tokyo..."

The master and his men have already chartered an entire luxury ship, and they will depart for their return trip in about two hours. I will take you aboard to familiarize yourself with it first..."

"Um, Mr. Butler," Gao Mo couldn't help but ask despite restraining himself, "I only found out about it after receiving the invitation. Why did you choose me?"

In fact, he was confused when he saw the invitation.

This is the first time the system has interfered with reality in this way.

The old man glanced at Gao Mo and shook his head slightly: "Someone recommended you to me."

"who……"

Gao Mo was about to ask in detail when his pupils suddenly dilated. The feeling of death that he had almost forgotten came to his mind again, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

I can’t ask anymore. If I continue asking, I’ll get into big trouble.

"Hmm?" The old man was a little surprised by Gao Mo's reaction, but he didn't ask any more questions out of politeness.

Gao Mo does not meet his concept of an excellent butler, but it may also be because he has not yet put in the work.

Not all housekeepers like to keep up appearances all the time.

(End of this chapter)