Conan: Death is Watching Me

Chapter 34 My Librarian is the Grim Reaper

Hell Exhibition Hall.

Time passes by minute by minute in the dim light.

Director Ochiai, wearing armor and holding a long sword, stood with other mannequins. He felt that the days passed by like years and everything was moving so slowly.

He had practiced today's murder plan over and over again, determined to give Manaka a devilish punishment.

"call!"

The agreed time soon arrived, and Director Ochiai was sweating all over, but he still didn't see Boss Manaka.

There was not even a sound of footsteps outside the exhibition hall.

"What's going on? Isn't it time yet?"

Director Ochiai's arms trembled slightly, his brows widened, and he turned his head, suddenly noticing the display table next to him in his narrow field of vision.

A piece of label paper with the back facing up was pressed by an employee's pen, and it seemed that something was written on it.

This was the prop he originally planned to use to frame Kubota.

how come……

……

Art gallery lobby.

It was almost 4:30 in the afternoon.

Gao Mo stopped Zhenzhong who was preparing to go to the appointment alone with his hands behind his back.

"What do you want?" Manaka frowned. "If it's a salary dispute, go talk to your director."

"Boss Zhenzhong has an appointment with our director, right?" Gao Mo said calmly, "The director suddenly had to go back on an urgent matter, and asked me to tell you to talk another day."

"What?" Zhen Zhong was furious. "You old man, you're kidding me? Do you know how precious my time is?"

Gao Mo watched Zhenzhong leave cursing, finally looked back at the Hell Exhibition Hall, and went to the lounge to put on his windbreaker again.

"Kurodo boy, that annoying boss Manaka is finally gone," Maori Kogoro came back from smoking outside and was stunned again when he saw Gao Mo dressed up, "It's not time to get off work yet, right? What are you doing..."

"I'm leaving," Gao Mo patted the mustache man's shoulder, "Just pretend you haven't seen me and don't know I've been here. Don't be so blunt as you were last time... It'll kill you."

"what?"

The man with the mustache stood at the entrance of the art museum like a confused chicken. When he came to his senses, Gao Mo had already gotten into a taxi on the side of the road.

"What do you mean? Is this guy really here to work?"

The same thing happened to the Yamoto family last time.

It's just a job, and I have to pretend and use a fake name.

What are you afraid of?
"call!"

Getting off the bus halfway, Gao Mo pulled off his beard and threw it into the park's trash bin along with his gloves.

I have no sense of death yet, so I don’t know how things will develop next.

That's all he could do.

After intervening in the case, he must leave the scene as quickly as possible and cut ties with the vest to the greatest extent possible - if the rules he analyzed are correct.

"Di!"

Outside the park, cars passed by and pedestrians hurried on the roadside.

Crying, laughing, yelling...

The various scenes on the street were mixed with the sound of wind and various vehicles, as if the ending theme of "Detective Conan" was playing again.

The difference is, compared to the last apartment incident…this time it feels much lighter.

"Hoohoo!"

Gao Mo's figure in a windbreaker blended into the crowd like a drop of water, appearing more relaxed than the others.

He was in no hurry to go anywhere, so he just followed the crowd slowly with his hands in his pockets, passively observing his surroundings with his Eagle Vision.

According to the specificity of the death rule, the more crowded a place is, the safer it is - at least that's true for him who has eagle vision and death perception.

Don't worry about any outrageous accidents.

……

Art Museum, Hell Exhibition Hall.

Seeing that Boss Manaka still hadn't appeared, Director Ochiai's whole body trembled slightly, cold sweat broke out as he took steps in his armor and carefully picked up the label paper on the booth.

[Director Ochiai, if there really is divine punishment in this world, then the knights wouldn't need to stain themselves with the blood of demons.

Please find another way to preserve the art museum. Your passion for art must not be polluted.

"call!"

The moment Director Ochiai finished reading, the label flew out without a trace of wind. As a mysterious book emblem glowed and converged, it spontaneously combusted, turning into ash and dissolving in front of the massive painting "Divine Punishment." "What is this?"

The old man's beard trembled.

This was the first time he had encountered such a thing in all his years.

The moment the label flew out, it was as if some force was acting on him - an incomprehensible threat of death.

It's like a mortal trying to look directly into the abyss, to face the gods...

"Is there really such a thing as divine punishment?" The old man took off his helmet with a dry mouth, and suddenly turned around to look at the employee pens left at the booth as if he remembered something.

"Director!" Iijima hurried to the Hell Exhibition Hall, not even bothering to dress up in Ochiai's armor, and shouted angrily, "I don't know where that Kurosaki guy has gone. I can't find him anywhere! I knew the people Kubota found were unreliable!"

"Is it Kurosaki?" Director Ochiai dropped the knight sword in his hand with a crisp sound. He was silent for a moment, then shed two lines of tears and looked up at the huge painting of "Divine Punishment" again.

"curator?"

"It's okay, leave me alone for a while."

……

into the night.

Kubota walked out of the pachinko parlor with a hapless look on his face and kicked a stray cat on the roadside away.

He only decided to try his luck because his boss Zhenzhong was pressing him hard, but he ended up losing all his money.

If this continues, there will be no way we can raise enough money for compensation...

Kubota's eyes rolled in thought, and a hint of danger flashed across his dry face.

Although he sent an invitation letter, he actually didn't know who Gao Mo was - his cognitive state was that he had received a bribe.

I think he is also eyeing the valuable items in the art museum like him.

"Why else would he go work at an art museum now?" Kubota thought, and it made more sense. "If we're going to pin all the blame on Kurosaki... at least we should bring him on board..."

"squeak--!"

The sharp sound of car tires rubbing against the road interrupted Kubota's thoughts.

Turned.

The entire figure was illuminated by the vehicle lights.

……

High-rise apartment.

Gao Mo came back from the park and was alert for a long time, but he still did not trigger the perception of death.

"The God of Death didn't show up or..."

Not sure whether he had succeeded or not, Gao Mo still didn't dare to relax. He stood outside the elevator for a while, hesitantly turning his gaze to the stairs.

16th floor...

The bad memory of the last time he climbed the stairs came back to him - he had underestimated the horror of the 16th floor.

Almost lost half my life.

I really don't want to do it again.

But asking him to take the elevator now is a bit...

Thinking of Yoko's ex-boyfriend who died tragically in the elevator, Gao Mo subconsciously took a step back.

"Mr. Kido?"

Jōgō Rei came back from the convenience store with a bunch of sweet snacks and saw Gao Mo wandering around the elevator entrance in confusion.

"Aren't you going up?"

"Amuro..."

Gao Mo came back to his senses from the life-and-death decision of taking the elevator or the stairs. He was originally thinking of finding a hotel outside to spend the night, but when he saw Jōguchi Ling, his eyes suddenly lit up.

No need to waste money going out.

This person is also a god-level bodyguard.

No matter how many faces the other person has, what is hidden under his gentle appearance, and what thoughts he has about him, his safety is now guaranteed.

"Would you like to come to my house and sit for a while?" Furuya Ling invited with a smile, "I've been studying cooking lately."

"Then excuse me."

Gao Mo breathed a sigh of relief and followed Jiang Gu Ling into the elevator.

Suddenly, a string of glowing words came into view at the right moment.

[Mission Extraction - Director Ochiai, Save the Art Museum]

(Originally a pseudonym for Rei Furuya, now known as Toru Amuro)
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