Conan: Death is Watching Me

Chapter 9 He Comes

The elevator gradually went up, and soon only Gao Mo and the other person were left. The atmosphere became silent for a moment.

The mustache waited for the floor number to be displayed, and out of boredom, he couldn't help but ask, "By the way, how much is the commission fee... It's nothing, I'm just a little curious."

"That depends on how much they give."

"Um...Which floor does Yoko live on?"

"25, 2501."

Gao Mo stared at the elevator floor number and could not care about anything else for the time being.

After realizing that it might be the idol murder case, he had another strange feeling, as if something was happening.

This feeling became more and more obvious as Yoko's floor approached.

"call!"

"it's here."

The dimming lights, the noise of the elevator, the jumping floor numbers, the chime every time the elevator door opens...

Gao Mo's Eagle Vision passively observes the surroundings.

After two cases, his senses were particularly sensitive at this moment.

That invisible strange thing seems to be in this building.

The invisible god of death...

Gao Mo's face looked slightly pale under the light of the elevator. He turned his head and saw Maori Kogoro stroking his mustache as if he hadn't noticed anything, and seemed to be still thinking about how to get into Okino Yoko's room.

"arrive!"

As the elevator stopped on the 25th floor, Kogoro Mouri couldn't wait to rush out.

Gao Mo walked out of the elevator with heavy steps and a light breath. The strange feeling he had just felt suddenly disappeared, as if he had crossed over two worlds of light and darkness.

have they gone?
"ah--!"

A woman's scream in the corridor woke Gao Mo up.

A young woman wearing sunglasses suddenly pushed open the door, bumped into Kogoro Mouri, and rushed into the elevator in fright, pressing the door button frantically.

Through the crack in the door, I could only see a beautiful, frightened face.

At first glance, I thought it was Yoko.

"What are you doing?"

Kogoro Mouri cursed and covered the back of his head which had hit the wall. When he found that the open door was Room 2501, he exclaimed in surprise and joy.

"It's open... It's Miss Yoko's room!"

"and many more……"

It was too late for Gao Mo to stop it, but he no longer sensed any strange aura.

"Hey, who are you?" Kogoro Mouri shouted in shock and anger from inside the room.

"That's what I want to ask you, who are you?!"

A round-faced fat young man holding a kitchen knife confronted Kogoro Mouri in the living room, his face full of anger.

"What's your relationship with Yoko?!"

"I see. You're the stalker, right? You actually came to Yoko's house!"

The man with a small mustache sneered and took a judo stance towards the fat young man, his expression more cautious and serious than ever before.

"Listen up, I'm the famous detective hired by Miss Yoko—Mouri Kogoro! If you know what's good for you, surrender right now!"

"Detective?" The fat young man was stunned, his voice choked with despair. "Does she hate me so much? No wonder she didn't listen to my explanation just now..."

"The woman just now was not Yoko, she was Ikezawa Yuko, a female artist who debuted at the same time as Yoko."

Gao Mo followed him into the apartment room and stood behind Maori Kogoro, looking at the fat young man.

Even though the mustache guy seems unreliable, his actual fighting power is much stronger than his frail former idol.

Especially when you are serious.

"Who are you?" The fat young man nervously gripped the kitchen knife, his face twisted after recognizing Gao Mo, "Chirodo Gao Mo? I see...Yoko has fallen in love with you!"

A few years ago, when Gao Mo was still popular, he was also a popular idol. He also supported Yoko at that time. He had always been following Yoko and was deeply impressed.

A feeling of betrayal surged in the fat young man's heart, and his face turned grim as he was about to cut his own neck with a kitchen knife.

He lost his job, and now even his only hope of survival, his first love, Yoko, is gone.

He wanted to die here, use his own blood to make Yoko regret and ruin her life...

"I like her so much...it's all your fault!"

"call!"

Gao Mo's eyes narrowed suddenly.

He couldn't even remember the name of the young man who was just an extra.

suicide?

I remembered.

In the original drama, it seems that Yuko Ikezawa was mistaken for Yoko Okino, and was stimulated by the other party's reaction and went to extremes.

Crazy?

How would you handle this kind of situation if you were a negotiation expert?

It seems like there was a similar TV scene before, but that was an idol drama script... I can’t care less about it!
"Stop being so self-righteous, you idiot! What does it have to do with you who Yoko likes?!"

Gao Mo quickly entered the role, and the level 1 actor interrupted the fat young man with a shout.

"How can you say you like Yoko?!"

"Hey, Kido-chan," Maori Kogoro was startled and hurriedly whispered to stop him, "Don't provoke him at this time, I'll find a way!"

Seriously, this isn't acting, someone might get killed...

"Of course I like Yoko!" The fat young man paused and glared at Gao Mo, "I love Yoko!"

"Is this called love?" Gao Mo said coldly, answering Yoko's call with one hand, "You are going to destroy Yoko now!"

"What do you know? I..."

"Answer me! Do you really love Yoko?"

"I……"

The fat young man was frightened by Gao Mo's calm and repeated questions.

As if being hit by a heavy hammer.

After a brief blank in his mind, he recalled the happy times he had with Yoko Okino in high school.

"Of course I love Yoko, but..."

"quick!"

Gao Mo pushed Maori Kogoro, and the slightly dazed mustache boy immediately reacted. He rushed over to grab the kitchen knife, then used judo to pin the fat young man to the ground.

"Still quibbling! How could Aiyoko do such a thing?" The man with a mustache was extremely angry and at the same time felt a little scared.

His beloved Miss Yoko was almost ruined by this kind of stuff.

Thinking of the dangerous situation, the man with a mustache exerted even greater force on his hands.

"Look at you now, what's there about you that's worthy of Yoko's love? Wake up, you self-righteous guy!"

The young man's chubby face was pressed to the ground. He struggled in vain but could not break free. Tears fell from his eyes like raindrops. "Oh! I really have no choice. At that time, my agent came to me and broke up with Yoko on purpose in order not to affect her debut. But I can't forget Yoko. I am in pain every day.
I don't care about anything else anymore. I want her back even if it means ending Yoko's acting career...

But Yoko...she refuses to talk to me at all, and even moved here to avoid me. I came here today thinking that I should at least clear up her misunderstanding, otherwise I really can't live anymore, wuwu..."

Gao Mo stepped forward speechlessly.

Why do these people in Conan's world have such strange trains of thought?

He has caught up with me during these few days of rebirth.

"Give."

Gao Mo held Yoko's phone call to the fat young man's ear.

I originally wanted to ask Yoko to persuade this guy, fearing that Little Mustache would suddenly fail, but now that’s no use.

"Is that you, Mingyi?" Yoko had obviously heard the conversation, her voice choking. "I'm sorry, I didn't expect it to be like this. My agent has already told me everything. It was indeed his arrangement back then... I'm sorry for causing you so much pain..."

"Yoko!"

The fat young man shed more tears, but they were tears of joy, and he excitedly moved closer to the phone.

All the resentment, grief and grievance in my heart disappeared the moment I heard Yoko's voice.

I just have a lot to say.

"I'm sorry, Yoko! I don't want to ruin you, I just wanted to talk to you and let you know how I feel... That's good. Yoko is still the same Yoko. Keep up the good work, I'll always support you from the audience!"

Gao Mo and Maori Kogoro looked at each other and tacitly gave up the idea of ​​calling the police.

Well, it’s a perfect ending.

I hope nothing happened.

……

Not long after, Yoko's agent, Eiichi Yamagishi, hurried to the apartment and approached the mustache man with a frightened look on his face.

"You are Mr. Maori, right? Thank you so much!"

Yamagishi Eiichi looked at the fat young man who was happily talking to Yoko in the house, and shook the mustache-faced man's hands with gratitude, as if he was visiting his life idol and the breadwinner.

He was actually planning to take some time to look for the increasingly famous detective Maori, but he didn't expect Yoko to ask someone to look for him in advance.

Fortunately, this was able to prevent the incident from happening in time.

Otherwise, I really can’t imagine the sensation caused by the death of the ex-boyfriend in Yoko’s house.

"Thank you so much! As expected of the famous Mr. Maori Kogoro!"

Yamagishi Eiichi wiped the sweat off his forehead and quickly took out a thick envelope from his briefcase.

"This is the commission fee. It's just a small token of respect."

"How much?" The man with a mustache took the envelope with wide eyes.

He took a quick look and saw that most of the money was 1,000 yen bills. Based on his experience, there were at least 150,000 yen.

In the past, the most he had ever received for looking for cats and dogs was 5 yuan, and 1 yuan was the norm. Investigations into extramarital affairs were better, ranging from 5 to 20 yuan, but there were only a few such cases throughout the year.

With no business coming in, the detective agency almost went out of business. It only recently made a fortune by recovering the daughter of an entrepreneur.

If it's 15 yen...

"It's 30 in total," Yamagishi Eiichi continued to wipe his sweat, "and it's also a little bit of my heart... However, what's going on here... I think you should keep it a secret. If it gets out, it won't be good for Yoko."

"What? 300,000?!"

(Photo: Former idol's closed room murder case)
(End of this chapter)