Conan: Death is Watching Me

Chapter 35: The First 5-Star Book [Seeking Follow-up Reading (ˊˋ)]

Room 1604.

It has been almost two weeks since Gao Mo came back to life, and he has gradually settled down.

With a savings of nearly 200 million yen, paying taxes and fees for the year is no longer a problem...

With a secure livelihood, the threat of death from the world is no longer as intense as it was at the beginning.

"Ugh——!"

bedroom.

Gao Mo accidentally fell off the bed when he heard the sound of sirens passing by outside. He rubbed his eyes and found that the sun was already shining outside the window.

Bright light filtered through the gauze curtains, just enough to burn his toes.

The time is 11:30 am.

Gao Mo scratched his hair, rolled up the quilt and climbed back into bed. He lingered like a sloth for a while before leaving the bedroom yawning.

I earned a meal at my neighbor Rei Furuya's house last night, and then worked overnight to complete that police outsourcing job - with the help of Eagle Eye Vision, it was almost not difficult.

There was no noise in the morning, which allowed him to have a good sleep.

"Beep!"

After turning on the TV out of habit, Gao Mo started washing up with his bare chest.

She is still so thin, as if she could be blown away by a gust of wind.

Kageyama's training needs to be picked up soon.

At this rate, he didn't know when things would get back to normal - sometimes he couldn't help but wonder if his vitality had been absorbed by the system and that was why he felt so weak.

"Last night, there was an accident near the Beika Art Museum..."

The news on TV in the living room suddenly attracted Gao Mo's attention.

"The victims were Mr. Kubota, who had just left the pachinko parlor, and Mr. Manaka, who was sitting in the back seat of the car. Both died instantly. The driver was the only one who escaped. Currently, the police are..."

"The latest news indicates that both deceased individuals were connected to the recently rumored Beika Art Museum. Mr. Kubota was a museum employee and is facing dismissal and compensation for stealing and selling artworks...

Mr. Manaka is the new owner of the Beika Art Museum, against whom he is making a claim.

The host turned to the commentator on the side.

"Mr. Manaka died just before the museum was about to be converted into a hotel. Does this have anything to do with the museum itself? What do you think?"

"Everyone says these two are cursed," the guest commentator said. "I don't think so. It's obvious that Mr. Kubota deliberately approached Mr. Manaka about compensation, but he didn't expect such an accident to happen..."

"Was it really just an accident?" another elderly commentator asked with a hint of fear in his voice, "Judging from the situation at the scene, Kubota didn't react at all, or was completely unaware of anything... He just happened to be in that position and was hit by Manaka's car!

"If this is just a coincidence, then why was the driver fine, but Mr. Manaka, who was sitting in the back seat, died tragically like Kubota? Obviously, there is some force guiding all this..."

"What does this mean? There are so many coincidences in the world. You can't assume that all coincidences are caused by some god of death, right?"

The commentary booth erupted in arguments.

"Last time, during that Anxi case, you insisted on saying there was a Grim Reaper. Are you getting senile? You always love to create panic. Every time you talk, it's like you saw the Grim Reaper!"

"Just because you can't see it doesn't mean it doesn't exist..."

Gao Mo wiped his face casually and when he returned to the living room, the camera had already switched from the studio where a fight almost broke out to the front line.

The Beika Art Museum, which had very little popularity yesterday, was now completely surrounded by the crowd. Director Ochiai was surrounded by reporters as soon as he appeared.

"Mr. Curator, what do you think about last night's car accident?"

"Does the Death Curse really exist?"

“What will happen to the Rice Flower Museum in the future?”

"Director Ochiai..."

"Could you please give us your opinion on Mr. Manaka and Mr. Kubota?"

"..."

Director Ochiai remained silent throughout the entire process until he finally remembered something and grabbed the microphone.

“I have submitted an application, hoping that the government will take over and continue to operate the museum. I also hope that the citizens can give their support so that this museum with more than 50 years of history can continue to exist…

"As for the curse of death, I don't know, but there must be divine punishment in this world, right beside each of us."

Gao Mo put on a coat and sat down on the sofa, quietly watching Director Ochiai speak in front of the camera.

The director seems to have found a new direction to save the museum.

The art museum was basically saved...

“Also,” Director Ochiai said, looking at the camera with his brows raised, “I especially want to thank someone… Although I don’t know who he is, where he came from, or where he went, I am truly grateful—he saved me and this museum.”

The old man in the camera smiled like a child, as if he had become a completely different person: "Kurosaki, you are always welcome back to the art museum."

Gao Mo leaned against the sofa for a while with his hands as pillows, shook his head and smiled, then stood up and opened a bottle of ice cola.

[Mission completed, rewards being drawn...]

The familiar sound of flipping pages in a notebook rang out in Gao Mo's mind. A series of luminous text projections came into view.

[Obtain the 5-star Science Book "Director Ochiai's Guide to Old Age"; the older you get, the healthier you become... and can be bound to the special talent "Stronger with Age"]

[1 star reward, 2 extra stars reward]

……

"Five-star book?"

Gao Mo stopped after taking a sip of Coke.

He thought he would draw a 4-star book to gain a professional ability as a librarian, but unexpectedly he jumped directly to 5 stars.

I was curious about what a 5-star book was...

How come science has emerged?
It seems to be extremely close to extraordinary, or even extraordinary.

Gao Mo's lips were dry. He sat up straight and took the old reference book from the table.

The book projection unfolds.

There is not much content, just some simple descriptions of health care. It took less than 10 minutes to read it carefully from beginning to end.

[Super Ability: Eagle Vision]

[Professional Talent: Quickly Entering the Role, Stronger with Age]

[Book Abilities: Shooting lv1, Makeup lv1]

[Storage Pool: 24 Stars]

[Professional Mission: Role Play 2/4]

Gao Mo tried to swing his fist quickly, but didn't feel anything very strong.

My body seems to have returned to normal level, getting rid of sub-health, and I feel more energetic.

I don't know if it's because he's only 25, or if there's a hidden level to "old but strong"...

Gao Mo lowered his head to check his body.

It is a little thicker than before, and has basically returned to its previous state. At least climbing to the 16th floor will not be as difficult as before.

If we continue...

and many more.

Gao Mo suddenly thought of a terrible fact.

The timeline in Conan's world is a parallel mixture, and almost everyone stays in the same year——

Age doesn't increase at all.

The age in this talent description...could it also be calculated according to scientific time?

That's really bad luck.

His advantage as an immortal was not very obvious to begin with.

"It shouldn't be that serious." Gao Mo sat down again.

The talent of "growing stronger with age" directly affects the body. Age is just a literal description. It is actually estimated to be related to the body's metabolism.

While thinking, Gao Mo looked again at the projection of "Director Ochiai's Senior Guide" which had not disappeared.

In addition to daily exercise, you should also set aside some time to maintain your health - although it sounds a bit early.

No matter what he wants to do, a healthy and strong body is essential.

……

"Ding dong!"

Suddenly, the doorbell rang in the entrance hall.

Gao Mo put down the carrier magazine used for projection, approached the door, and saw through the peephole that outside, Jingu Ling was holding a plate of sandwiches.

Not as eye-catching as the female neighbor from two weeks ago.

"Mr. Amuro?"

"Just call me Amuro, there's no need to be so formal." The moment the door opened, Fūya Ling observed Gao Mo and habitually glanced inside. "Yesterday you said you would give me the processed information..."

"oh oh!"

Gao Mo returned to the bedroom and picked up the closed laptop on the table.

"There was only a little left yesterday, so I stayed up all night to finish it."

"I think so," Fūya Rei smiled as he took the computer. "Your reward will be given to you in a special bounty account..."

As he spoke, Furuya Rei's eyelids twitched inadvertently: "Mr. Kido... I feel different today. I feel... much healthier."

"I've been exercising a lot lately."

Tomorrow is Tuesday, I must watch it, it is the most critical day of the week_('-'_)⌒)_Please
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(End of this chapter)