Conan: Death is Watching Me

Chapter 133 Detectives are indeed the nemesis of ghosts and monsters.

“Black cats are considered unlucky. I wouldn’t have let you in if I hadn’t seen how hard you’ve been.”

The monk Tianyong raised the candlestick high, making his old face appear particularly sinister.

"Hehe, you guys have probably seen that thing before, right? Don't blame me for not warning you, on a rainy night like this, that thing might be spying on you from somewhere!"

"what?"

"It's the ancient yokai that loves rain and darkness and devours human souls—the Mist Tengu!"

"Boom!"

Lightning illuminated the temple.

The doctor eventually succumbed to the thunderstorms in the mountains and, at Gao Mo's prompting, paid the deposit first.

“Please come in with me,” Monk Tianyong said, holding the candlestick as he walked into the inner room. “Xiunian, go and call the others out. After the guests have checked in, show them around.”

“Kido,” Ai tugged at Gomo, barely suppressing her fear, “people might have died here.”

"Ah."

Gao Mo noticed raindrops dripping from the old monk's raincoat.

The old man went out earlier and should have heard them talking.

And that grave...

"So you saw ghosts again?" Gao Mo looked down at Xiao Ai.

Although he believed in Ai, he had never actually seen a ghost.

The only thing in this world related to the extraordinary is his notebook system and the death rules that he seems to have escaped from the notebook.

Sometimes he even felt that he was the only extraordinary person in the world.

Until they discovered that Ai might be from the future, and that she always claimed she could see ghosts.

That makes him look like a complete idiot...

“It’s nearby,” Ai said, her body tensing even more, “and it’s been watching us.”

Gao Mo glanced outside the temple again.

Is it because the rank is not high enough?
Even in a transparent world, you still can't see anything.

Just like last time, the danger perception was not triggered at all.

It's strange. If ghosts really exist in this world, how come I've never encountered a ghost killing someone?
Are ghosts weak, or do they only target those who can see them?
Or perhaps Ai was hallucinating because she was near the crime scene?

"Is everything alright?" Gao Mo asked, holding Xiao Ai's sweaty hand.

No matter how hard you try to remain calm, your body's reactions can't be hidden.

Bringing Ai out this time seems to have been a mistake...

"I'm sorry." Ai's expression darkened slightly.

I feel like I've become a burden.

"I always cause you trouble..."

“It’s not much trouble,” Gao Mo laughed. “It’s quite an achievement that you were able to attract those things. Without you, I probably wouldn’t have even noticed the anomaly here… Anyway, don’t worry too much, I’ve got everything covered.”

You can't see it...

Xiao Ai looked up at Gao Mo, who was comforting her.

Suddenly I remembered the vengeful spirit at the ski resort last time.

I wonder if the disappearance of the vengeful spirit is related to Gao Mo.

Are detectives actually monster slayers?
……

Besides the young monk Xiu Nian, Shanni Temple also has three other monks, all around 20 years old.

The eldest disciple, Kuan Nian, who has been practicing for the longest time, the chubby Tun Nian, who is good at cooking, and the skinny Mu Nian, who is in charge of the temple's carpentry.

After meeting, the group helped Gao Mo and his party to their guest rooms and quickly tidied up.

"We'll go prepare dinner now, it'll be ready soon."

"Let me show you around."

Xiu Nian watched her fellow disciples leave, feeling extremely embarrassed by the old monk's extortionate behavior.

“Actually, Master isn’t usually that greedy. It’s probably because the temple has been too empty lately. Ever since the Tengu legend was reported on TV two years ago, although there are always reporters interviewing, there are fewer and fewer tourists, and they don’t dare to come here at all.”

"You're afraid to come?" Professor Agasa reluctantly put away his wallet. "Because two years ago..."

"Xiunian!" Senior Brother Kuannian shouted, stopping him. "Why do you tell the guests everything?"

"Yeah, sorry."

"Everyone, don't listen to this kid's nonsense."

The eldest brother walked past Xiu Nian, greeting her with a smile.

"Don't worry about that unfounded 'Misty Tengu' thing. Your master was just trying to scare you, afraid that you might get into trouble if you went down the mountain in the rain... Let me show you around the main hall first."

This hall, also known as the Buddhist hall, is the core hall where the main Buddha is enshrined.

Even though it's a small mountain temple, the main hall is quite grand, and the rooms are more spacious than other places.

As the old monk Tianyong was tidying up the offering table, he turned around and saw everyone. He gave Dr. Agasa a friendly smile and said, "Sir, how about we hold your funeral here from now on?"

"I'm only in my fifties, you don't need to worry about me." Dr. Agasa said with a displeased expression.

"Who can say for sure about death?" The old monk Tianyong chuckled, put his hands behind his back, and walked away. "You never know which will come first, tomorrow or an accident."

"Haha, Master was just joking," the eldest brother quickly added. "Let's go see other places next. The waterfall in the back is a local specialty."

The exterior of the main hall is a suspended corridor, making the sound of the waterfall exceptionally clear.

"The waterfall is right above this... and the toilet is at the end of this corridor."

The group climbed up the small staircase to the top floor.

The waterfall is right next to the viewing balcony covered with lattice wooden planks. A large rock divides the waterfall, with one stream of water landing directly on the lattice wooden planks.

Many cherry blossom petals floated in the air.

"Please be careful, it's easy to slip here."

"Wow," Professor Agasa finally showed some emotion, "The waterfall is quite spectacular up close, and these cherry blossoms..."

"It's because the cherry blossoms on the mountain have fallen, and the petals have drifted down with the current," the eldest brother said proudly. "Many people used to come here to admire the cherry blossoms."

……

Room.

Gao Mo looked around but found no clues. From the few words he heard, he learned that someone had died two years ago, but the people in the temple were very reluctant to mention it.

The only one willing to speak, the young monk Xiu Nian, was also warned by his fellow monks.

At this point, the notes stopped responding completely.

There was no sign of killing intent or death – if nothing unexpected happened, they must have arrived at an inopportune time.

"call!"

The sound of water rumbling overhead wasn't too loud; in fact, it calmed me down considerably.

Gao Mo took out a small booklet from his pocket and continued to browse through his projected books.

Regardless of whether there are cases or not, we certainly can't waste time.

What the old monk said earlier makes sense. You never know what tomorrow will bring, so he can't let his guard down just because his situation has improved.

Notes are just external things; only the knowledge and skills you master truly belong to you.

"Meow--!"

Another sharp meow rang out, echoing throughout the temple like the cry of a demon.

Beside the Tengu mask hanging in the toilet, Ai and the black cat watched intently as a dark shadow, like mist, slipped through the small window and instantly coalesced into a twisted monster shape, its face gradually approaching the Tengu mask.

"You can see..."

"what happened?"

Gao Mo suddenly pushed open the toilet door, feeling as if he had smashed something. Turning his head, he saw the Tengu mask hanging to the side.

The mask cracked open.

"Why would they put a mask like that in the toilet? These guys must have done it on purpose."

Ai and the black cat tensed up at the same time.

Unlike last time, this time he watched helplessly as the evil spirit was smashed apart by Gao Mo, leaving only black energy merging into Gao Mo's body.

(End of this chapter)