Conan: Death is Watching Me

Chapter 307 Conan: This is my house.
Not long after dawn, just as Gao Mo was about to catch up on his sleep, Yukiko, having somehow gotten wind of the situation, insisted on dragging Conan over to thank him.

"This child is such a worry, he really scared me to death!"

Yukiko glared at her son, then poured tea for Gao Mo with a beaming smile.

"Yuzu is right. With Amo here, I can really feel at ease. From now on, I'll leave this kid to you. You can discipline him however you want, so he won't forget his mistakes."

"Mom..."

Conan looked utterly dejected.

I was already scolded yesterday, and today I was pulled by the ear and given a severe dressing-down.

Gao Mo was also very upset.

He had stayed up all night writing his novel before, and this time he had been up all night again. He really wanted to get a good night's sleep.

"Consider this ten million yen a small token of my appreciation..."

"Leave it to me, I'll keep an eye on him." Gao Mo took the check from Yukiko's hand and suddenly found the chubby-faced Conan much more agreeable.

After this incident, Conan, now part of the FBI, should stop causing trouble.

"hehe."

Conan felt that Gao Mo was looking at him strangely, as if he were looking at the check.

Is he so cheap?
“I almost forgot,” Yukiko continued to scold her son, then pulled an invitation out of her suitcase. “This was specially asked by Yusaku to be given to you. It seems to be related to the project he’s currently involved in. He said you can experience history in the game, and that guy even left you a little surprise.”

"game?"

"Yeah, virtual games and game pods and stuff like that, I don't really understand them either, but they sound really interesting."

Yukiko couldn't explain it either.

"Just think of it as a video game launch event. Yuzuo said it will cause a sensation and you absolutely have to go see it."

"Let's talk about it then."

Gao Mo thought of that super artificial intelligence.

It should be running now, right?
He knows nothing about this and doesn't really want to get involved.

However, speaking of games, he does have a professional book on games, which is about the arcade incident and a completely different type of game.

"Then we'll leave Shin-chan to you," Yukiko's heart was already with her husband, and she packed her bags early. "Don't be shy, just beat him up."

"Hello..."

Conan watched Yukiko leave with her suitcase and let out a long sigh.

It's hard to say whether having such unreliable parents is a good thing or a bad thing.

Feeling the unsettling gaze behind him, Conan couldn't help but shudder.

"Ki-Kito-san, you're not really serious, are you? Haha..."

"Well."

Gao Mo stared at Conan for a while.

"Consider this ten million as payment for saving you today. I believe you know what to do next. Also, let me remind you, apart from Shuichi Akai, you shouldn't trust anyone else too much. There may be hidden organizations and moles within the FBI."

"call!"

Conan breathed a sigh of relief.

If you were to beat him up, his small frame wouldn't be able to take it.

"Are there really that many undercover agents?" Conan couldn't help but look bitter after relaxing.

Now that he's been told this, he doesn't know whether he should contact the FBI or not.

It's a bit scary to think that there's an undercover agent like Gao Mo, who's a master of disguise.

"That's enough for now, I won't entertain you any further."

Gao Mo let out a long yawn.

"Go back to sleep."

"Anyway, thanks this time." Conan subconsciously turned to leave, only realizing his house was outside when he reached the door.

Looking at the closed gate and the "Closed Today" sign hanging on the courtyard wall, Conan felt lost and inexplicably had a sense of absurdity that his home was gone.

……

After turning on Do Not Disturb mode on her phone, Gao Mo slept soundly until the afternoon.

Sonoko may have heard something from Ai, because she didn't come to bother us today, and everything was peaceful.

After making several unsuccessful phone calls, the editorial department sent an email saying they wanted to discuss the publication of the novel.

Another is his manager, Eiichi Yamagishi, whom he practically swore would call his ancestor.

"Oh my god, you finally answered the phone," Yamagishi Eiichi said, on the verge of tears. "I don't know how many scripts you've turned down. Even if you don't act, you could at least take some TV appearances, right? Yoko was even thinking of doing a cooking show with you."

“Mr. Yamagishi,” Gao Mo couldn’t think of any reason why he still needed to be an actor, “I’m planning to retire from the industry…”

"No way!" Yamagishi Eiichi on the other end of the phone almost jumped up. "The entertainment industry is lucrative, and there are so many beautiful women. Why would a young person be so foolish? You've only just entered the industry, how can you suddenly want to retire?"

"I don't lack money, and I'm not interested in those beauties in the entertainment industry."

Gao Mo shook his head repeatedly as images of the female celebrities he knew flashed through his mind.

Is the entertainment industry a quick way to make money?
To be honest, the celebrities here in the island nation are really not that different from the stars back home.

Moreover, the social status of entertainers in island nations is shockingly low; even big stars like Yoko Okino are often ordered around.

"Domoto, is something wrong?"

Eiichi Yamagishi did not believe Gao Mo's statement.

Who would complain about having too much money? It would be even stranger if someone wasn't interested in beautiful women.

"Just help me out, okay? I don't ask for much, just show your face so I won't be forgotten. Yes, a cameo. There's a really popular mystery drama lately, how about you do a cameo in one episode?"

Gao Mo rubbed his brows.

Because of Yoko, Eiichi Yamagishi had indeed helped him a lot back then, so he couldn't just use her and then throw her away.

"Is something wrong with Yoko? You're not usually this anxious."

“Well,” Eiichi Yamagishi said awkwardly, “a person with connections came to the firm…”

I understand, they're looking for a way out.

“I’ll take the cameo role,” Gao Mo agreed, “but that’s all. I really don’t have much time to act. You’d better train a few more new actors.”

"I know, I know," Yamagishi Eiichi said, both happy and a little embarrassed. "Um, Domoto... I think Yoko really likes you. Could you put in a good word for me?"

"I can't control Ms. Yoko's decision, so you'll have to figure it out yourself."

Gao Mo decisively hung up the phone.

This agent has had a tough time. He has always taken good care of Yoko and put in a lot of effort, but when it came down to it, he couldn't compete with someone who had connections.

It's better to be your own boss.

"Dinner's ready!" Ai called out from the restaurant.

The black cat, who was curled up on the living room sofa watching TV, nimbly jumped onto the dining table, and didn't forget to glance at Gao Mo as it turned around.

Go against Tiangang.

I'm only ignoring you because you're a cat now.

After quickly washing up, Gao Mo sat down beside him.

The black cat, who used to be terrified of him, has recently become increasingly bold, showing little reaction even when he brings up the notebook projection.

It seems that the human side is more prominent.

"Are you going out again?" Xiao Ai had overheard the phone call earlier.

“Hmm,” Gao Mo checked the email sent by Yamagishi Eiichi, “I’m going to have a guest appearance in a mystery drama the day after tomorrow. It won’t take much time. The main thing is to keep an eye on things at the University Building. I need the professor to keep an eye on the novel’s publication.”

(End of this chapter)