Conan: Death is Watching Me

Chapter 23 The Partner Becomes Famous

"Shhhhh!"

The sky suddenly became completely dark, and the rain really got heavier. The thick dark clouds seemed to be pouring water on the ground.

The white sports car sped through the rain, fast and steady, not affected by the rain at all.

Gao Mo was very glad that he didn't say anything polite.

Otherwise, if you get caught in such a rain, you will definitely catch a cold.

You can see some poor people on the road who can't even find a place to hide from the rain.

There was a guy whose back looked very similar to Kogoro Mouri's. He ran too fast and fell heavily into a puddle.

"Mr. Shiroto, what kind of work are you doing now?" Fūya Ling asked, interrupting Gao Mo's observation. "I haven't seen you these past few days."

"Maybe I just like staying at home," Gao Mo replied calmly, "My friends recommended some part-time jobs to me. I think I'll be playing some minor roles at a TV station next."

With the intelligence capabilities of the public security, it is impossible to conceal the fact that he was involved in the "Zhaoben case" under a disguised identity.

Apart from anything else, the mailing address of Suzuki Butler can be easily found, indicating Room 1604.

It all depends on whether the police investigate or not - but this guy, Jōtani Rei, has inexplicably targeted him.

This is also a big problem.

Gao Mo's thoughts were scattered.

It’s okay now, it’s not a big deal.

His purpose is just to prevent the identity of "Kiroto Takamo" from being exposed again - the murder case can help him hide himself from the attention of the god of death, but he can't withstand the weirdos like Matsumoto Aya.

Murders are dealt with by the Grim Reaper, while vests are used to avoid the criminals with abnormal thinking in this world (the Grim Reaper Mark not only attracts the Grim Reaper, but also amplifies people's malice).

This time I play the butler "Kindaichi"...

Fūya Rei, who already has a bunch of aliases, would just find it strange at best.

But professional role-playing involves interference in reality, and there may be more vests in the future.

Some vests may not be suitable for the public security to know.

"A bit part?" Furuya Rei kept smiling. "What do you think of this country, Mr. Kido?"

"There are good and bad ones. I don't like the ones above very much."

Gao Mo answered casually, not wanting to talk about topics at the national level. Fortunately, Jiang Gu Ling did not ask any more questions.

Rei Furuya regards this country as his own lover, but he only thinks it is a place to survive.

If he didn't need to be exposed to death cases, he would definitely move to a country with fewer cases after he stabilized.

No one likes living in an area where explosions serve as alarm clocks early in the morning.

"Hey?"

When they were about to reach the underground parking lot of the apartment, Rei Furuya suddenly received a call and his expression quickly changed.

Gao Mo only faintly heard the word "informant".

"Sorry, Mr. Kido," Furiya Rei turned the car around and stopped at the apartment entrance, still smiling. "I had something urgent to do. Let's talk next time we have a chance."

"Nothing, thanks to you for sending me back."

"And this," Fūya Ling picked up a laptop from the passenger seat and handed it to Gao Mo, "The last part-time job will be valid for one month. If Mr. Shiroto has time, you can try it... Just remember not to connect to the internet and don't spread it outside."

"I try my best."

Gao Mo nodded and got out of the car. He didn't turn around and go upstairs until the white sports car disappeared in the rain.

In the car, Rei Furuya seemed to be testing him.

and this……

Gao Mo looked at the slightly heavy laptop in his hand.

Why doesn’t it feel like a simple outsourcing task?

It's like being a spy.

Shaking his head, Gao Mo ignored it.

Just pretend you know nothing and just treat it as a part-time job.

Fūya Rei couldn't just keep staring at him.

He is both a public security officer and an organizational backbone...this guy doesn't have that much time.

……

a few days later.

Time flies and it’s the weekend.

Early in the morning, Gao Mo was just waking up when he was informed that he would be filming a TV drama at the Beihua Shrine. He was told that he could play a cameo role as a bearded murderer. The pay was not much, only 10 yen, but the other party was doing it for Yoko's sake.

He is already an outdated idol and he doesn't even show his face.

It's acceptable.

"I see. Can I bring a friend with me then?" Gao Mo asked the supervisor on the phone. "He's not a strange person, because one of my detective friends happens to be a Yoko fan... Yes, it's Maori Kogoro."

"Oh, you should have said so earlier," the supervisor said, his tone softening instantly, with a hint of excitement. "The renowned detective Maori Kogoro is coming over. Of course, there's no problem with that. To be honest, we were thinking of hiring him as a consultant!"

"..."

Gao Mo was speechless at the change in the other party's attitude.

What a famous detective...

The timeline of this world is more like Conan comics, and the mustache guy hasn't actually solved many cases so far.

The only case reported was the "Chairman's Daughter Kidnapping Case," and a few days ago, the "Red Ghost Village Fire Festival Murder Case" was also reported...

"The case of the Yamoto family is so fascinating. If the script hadn't already been finalized, we would really like to adapt and remake it!"

The supervisor was full of praise.

"Please be sure to bring Mr. Mao Li here. We don't have a lot of money, but we can still allocate 20 for consulting fees. It won't waste too much time. Just check the script on the spot and put your name on it."

20 consulting fees...

Gao Mo's brows jumped.

It’s twice his salary. Is this fair?
"Isn't that enough?" the supervisor hesitated. "I can personally add another 10, for a total of 30."

"That's 30."

Gao Mo reluctantly agreed on behalf of the mustache boy.

How can it be more painful to see that unreliable uncle making money so easily than to see him losing money?

"Also," the supervisor asked sheepishly, "can Mr. Maori's partner come too?"

"partner?"

"He's the mysterious detective, Mr. Kindaichi, who worked with Mr. Mori on cases. He's said to be the Sherlock Holmes behind Mr. Mori... If Mr. Kindaichi can come, the consulting fee will be 30... No, I can raise it to 50!"

Gao Mo almost couldn't hold the phone.

"Wait a moment."

Without immediately responding to the supervisor, Gao Mo turned around, opened his home computer, and quickly checked the latest news.

He has been busy with conditioning and exercising these days, running to Yingshan every day, and has not paid much attention to the news outside.

There are indeed many more reports about mustaches on the Internet.

The nickname Kindaichi seemed to be mentioned by Xiao Huzi at the police press conference.

The police did not deny it either.

Fortunately, his specific information was not exposed.

startled.

Because he doesn't know much about disguise, it's actually very easy to find Kindaichi's disguise now, and it won't withstand close scrutiny.

If it is suddenly exposed and he fails to respond in time, the consequences will be disastrous.

Conan is not in any more danger than when he reveals his identity while using the mustache - at least when facing the Black Organization, he can apply for special protection from the police or the FBI.

"How is it?" The supervisor didn't hear any sound for a long time and couldn't help but ask in confusion.

"No, there's no way we can find anyone. You'd better not think about it." Gao Mo calmed down and refused.

In addition to physical exercise, you also need to think of ways to improve your camouflage skills.

No matter how outdated the identity of "Kiroto Takamo" is, he is still a former idol and can easily attract widespread attention - whether positive or negative, it is not good for him.

"No?" The supervisor sounded disappointed, but he didn't force it. "If you can bring Mr. Mao Li with you, your salary can be increased to 15."

"no problem."

Gao Mo was still thinking about the vest issue and had lost interest in even guest appearances in TV dramas.

As for the mustache… He wasn’t worried about the mustache at all.

Unless he is suddenly involved in an incident, Xiao Huzi will not miss this opportunity at all costs.

Not to mention the 30 consulting fees.

It’s equivalent to the commission fee for the last Yoko incident.

Gao Mo felt distressed again.

(End of this chapter)