Conan: Death is Watching Me

Chapter 47 We detectives rely on our brains
Sanchome Training Hall.

Gao Mo deposited his belongings in the locker, and soon he saw Xiao Huzi, who looked unhappy.

Also coming with them was Xiaolan, who was staring at the mustache, and Conan was rarely absent.

"Really? Why did you follow me? I already told you I'm only here to teach Kido Judo."

"That's Conan's child support, so of course I have to keep an eye on it. Besides, I also want to practice karate..."

"Why don't you just practice at school?"

"Mr. Kido!"

Seeing Gao Mo waiting at the door, Xiaolan ignored the mustache boy's complaints and waved happily.

"Sonoko asked me to give this to you," Xiaolan took out two thick envelopes from her bag, "It's the commission from last time. She wanted to give it to you in person, but she was too shy to come."

Gao Mo took the envelope in confusion.

He knew that Yuanzi liked to be a fangirl, but she was too shy to come. What was going on?
Just as I was about to open the envelope to check, I suddenly felt a strong sense of malice coming from the passers-by around me.

Gao Mo glanced at the passersby who seemed to be normal, and even his eagle eyes could not find anything unusual.

Let’s go back and take a look.

The passers-by in this world are quite powerful.

……

Inside the hall.

After Gao Mo paid the money, he occupied an independent training room for 2 hours, and would make up for the overtime.

On the other side, the mustache man also changed his clothes: "I haven't practiced judo in years. I really miss it... But are you sure you want to learn from me? There are actually judo coaches here."

"determine."

Gao Mo actually asked about this as well.

Whether it's judo or anything else, the coaches here are not cheap.

Why not use it if it’s free?

Besides, the mustache guy just ruined his body, and his judo skills may not decline too much.

"Okay, okay," the mustache-faced man said helplessly, "Let me make it clear first, you might not gain much from practicing judo now."

"Then teach me some techniques to subdue prisoners..."

……

Training hall lobby.

In order to save money, Xiaolan did not go to the training room, but waited in the rest area according to the time.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a mustache and squinting eyes passed by. He exuded a sharp aura, and even his eyebrows and beard looked like swords.

"Mr. Suwa..."

After being greeted by a librarian, the squinting uncle went into the inner room with an indifferent look on his face.

Several female receptionists whispered, "I heard that Mr. Suwa sold his ancestral sword a while ago."

"No way? I heard it was just a mortgage..."

"People like this also need money?"

"Who knows? It seems like he wants to maintain the family kendo gym..."

Xiaolan pricked up her ears curiously, and turned around to see her father and Gao Mo leaving the room.

"Ouch, my waist," the exhausted mustache man gasped, "I can't take it anymore. I'm really no match for young people like you... And I'm not saying this, Kido, you're really not suited to learning judo."

"What's wrong, Dad?" Xiaolan hurried over to support him.

Gao Mo looked slightly embarrassed.

It seemed like he had no talent for judo. He couldn't learn the simple moves well enough and almost sprained himself.

"I'm so tired," the mustache guy complained bitterly, "Who's doing the training, you or me? If you really want to deal with the criminals, I think you'd better just focus on building up your muscles."

"Dad, you're so useless," Xiaolan almost lifted her father up with one hand. "You always drink and don't exercise. Now you know how serious it is, don't you?"

"What are you talking about? We detectives rely on our brains, and besides, it's just that Kido is too strong... How did your coach Kageyama do it? He was half dead before..."

"Excuse me, could you please make way?" The narrow-eyed uncle passed through the corridor and frowned at Gao Mo and the others who were blocking his way. Not only was his aura imposing, but his voice was also quite cold, seemingly devoid of emotion.

"oh oh."

Gao Mo pulled his mustache and moved aside to make way.

This is the first time I have encountered such a sharp character.

What a powerful aura.

They both have squinting eyes, but Suzuki Ayako is gentle and elegant, while this guy gives the impression that he may open his eyes and kill at any time.

"He seems to be the director of a kendo gym." Xiaolan explained in a low voice.

"Hmph, what's so great about that? This is not a society full of fighting and killing." The man with a mustache doesn't like this kind of person.

"I'm telling you," Xiaolan patted her father's waist. "How can you be so weak as a detective? You should really stop drinking!"

"I can't quit this... I'd like to meet that Coach Kageyama sometime."

The man with a mustache looked at the time, as if he remembered something. He was confused for a moment and suddenly got shocked.

"I almost forgot. I have an appointment with a client this afternoon... It's already this late, Xiaolan. I might not be home tonight. You go take care of that brat."

“I’m the one who’s taking care of…”

Gao Mo followed him to the locker room to change clothes. Seeing the mustache man in a hurry, he asked casually, "Isn't it only noon now? What client is so anxious?"

"It's the wife of a wealthy family who's having an affair," the man with the mustache said in frustration. "The problem is, I haven't found out who the partner is. I thought this morning... it was all over. Now it's definitely too late."

"If you're investigating an affair, there's no need to investigate thoroughly all at once. Why not just say you've found evidence and want to investigate further? There shouldn't be a set timeframe, right?"

"Yes, yes."

The man with a mustache came to his senses and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I almost lost my mind... But you are quite knowledgeable."

"I learned all this from you, uncle." Gao Mo flattered.

"Ahahaha," the man with the mustache was in high spirits. "The client this time is the president of the Maru Group. The deposit is 30. I think we can make a lot of money. Then we can find an excuse to go to Ginza."

You're just thinking about the brothel in Ginza, right?
Gao Mo glanced at the uncle with a lewd smile.

I don't know if this guy is pretending or what.

However, the Maru Group... few of the rich people who asked the mustache man for commission had a good ending.

Gao Mo stared at the mustache man, and with his concentration, the entire locker room became much colder.

The sound of turning pages of notes could be heard faintly beside my ears, as if I could smell the breath of death.

The system hasn't given him any role-playing tasks these days, so he has to find some murders on his own.

"If you're investigating the affair, could you take me along? It's a great opportunity to observe the work of the famous detective, Maori Kogoro."

"Observing? I think I heard you say before that you wanted to be a detective," Maori Kogoro's beard was almost standing on end, "This line of work is not easy. Even though I'm becoming famous now, I wasted many years before that.

"Take my investigation into the affair, for example. There are so many details involved, and I suffered a lot in the beginning."

Gao Mo's mind flashed with Xiao Hu's "Detective Notes".

Of course he knew. He read the notes of the mustache man from beginning to end for fun...almost all the cases in which he suffered were recorded.

"But," the mustache-faced man asked curiously, "don't you dislike being in the spotlight?"

"I'll go back and put on some makeup."

Gao Mo decided to pick up the "Kindaichi" vest again, which happened to be an identity associated with the mustache, and could quickly expand his fame.

After the detective agency opens, he may still use this detective vest.

Thinking of Kudo Yusaku, Gao Mo got an inspiration.

There’s no need for overly complicated makeup—the more complicated it is, the easier it is to show through and it won’t last long.

All he had to do was act older and change his clothes slightly, which was a piece of cake with his current skills.

(Picture: Kill, kill, kill, kill!!)

(End of this chapter)