Conan: Death is Watching Me

Chapter 345 The Legend of the Witch of Fumina Mountain

Tokyo Bay Pier.

The two cars stopped facing each other; one was Gin's classic car, and the other was Vermouth's newly purchased sports car.

Vodka swallowed hard, his gaze constantly darting towards his older brother behind his sunglasses.

Gin seems to be particularly prone to anger lately, giving off a completely unapproachable vibe.

"What exactly do you want, Vermouth?"

Gin didn't get out of the car, continuing to grip his phone while on the call, his cold gaze fixed on Vermouth, the blonde woman, in the sports car ahead.

He was thoroughly fed up with this secretive woman, who always used the excuse of spying to act on his turf without his consent, and he had no idea what she was planning.

"There's a limit to being willful. Don't think that just because that gentleman likes you you can do whatever you want! Otherwise..."

"Oh dear," Vermouth rolled down the car window, tossing her long, wavy blonde hair, "Why are you so angry? I haven't been hindering your plans, have I?"

“I heard you’ve hired another sniper from abroad,” Gin’s eyes flashed with murderous intent. “This isn’t something the intelligence team should be doing!”

"Who says an intelligence team can't have helpers?"

Vermouth leaned her head against the car window, a faint smile on her face, looking exceptionally lazy and comfortable.

"Gathering intelligence is dangerous too. I'm just doing insurance. But you, I heard you've had a lot going on lately, even your car was wrecked. Have you run into some trouble?"

"My affairs are none of your business."

Gin's murderous intent subsided, but his expression remained extremely hostile.

"If you dare to do anything out of line, even without that gentleman's permission, I won't let you off easily..."

"That really hurts me. You have no sentimentality at all."

Vermouth's expression remained unchanged.

She also didn't want Gin to get in her way.

These guys do nothing but kill. They don't understand that the value of the living is sometimes much higher than that of the dead. They've killed important leads more than once.

……

weekend.

Gunma Prefecture.

Gao Mo was driving the Doctor's Beetle when he happened to pass by the famous racing hotspot, Fumina Mountain, and surprisingly, he didn't see any of the legendary street racers.

The mountains were strangely quiet, and once you got up there, everything was covered in white, with extremely low visibility. You could barely see the railings by the roadside, and the mountains were just blurry outlines.

No wonder I didn't hear any racing sounds; no normal person would race here in this kind of weather.

"But why does the professor want us to go so far away to see the stars? Can't we see them at home?" Genta asked, scratching his rice ball-shaped head, not quite understanding.

"Idiot, who observes celestial bodies in the city? Aren't observatories built in remote mountains?"

Mitsuhiko showed off his knowledge in front of Ai and Ayumi.

"I heard that the less influence the light source, the easier it is to see new stars. In addition, there is a telescope rental service in the mountains we went to, and someone even discovered a new comet there!"

"Really?" Ayumi blinked her bright eyes.

"It's been reported in the news, so it must be true."

Mitsuhiko, who was being watched by Ayumi, was secretly pleased and explained with even more excitement.

"It's winter now, and the air is clearer in Japan during winter. Plus, it's a new moon tonight, so the moonlight isn't as bright, making it easier to see the stars than at other times. Maybe we'll get lucky and find some new stars!"

"Really?" Genta didn't quite understand why, but he was very annoyed by Mitsuhiko's smug look. "You can see stars in this thick fog where you can't see anything?"

"We're not looking at it from here. Every year at this time, Mount Fuyuna is shrouded in fog; it's a unique phenomenon here."

"I'm hungry, Kido-nii, how much longer until we arrive?"

Genta suddenly touched his rumbling stomach and stopped arguing with Mitsuhiko about who he was with.

"I want to eat eel rice..."

"Hurry up, please be patient."

Gao Mo's eyes twitched, but upon hearing Yuan Tai's words, he felt a strange sense of relief.

Is it better to be a foodie than a simp?

Although the three of them are always together, to be honest, he doesn't think Ayumi will marry one of them in the future.

You can tell just by the way Ayumi looks at Conan. Speaking of Conan, he wasn't with the three kids when they were supposed to be together; instead, he went to Okinawa with Mustache and Ran, supposedly to participate in some baseball program.

I wonder what will happen next.

The timeline was too messy; he simply couldn't keep an eye on the neighbor's room.

"There are people ahead," Ai, sitting in the passenger seat, reminded Gao Mo.

A traffic policeman waved his baton at a roadblock, while several cars were parked nearby for inspection.

"rummage?"

"Driver's license, please!"

“No need to check this one,” Gunma Prefectural Police Chief Yamamura Misao called out to the traffic police officer. “We’re after the witch, and this kind of car doesn’t look like it’s capable of speeding.”

Gao Mo's eyebrows twitched.

It's that rookie cop again.

Even though the guy with the mustache wasn't there, I still managed to run into him.

Just like the NPCs that spawn regularly in Gunma Prefecture.

"Oh my!" Yamamura Misao recognized Gao Mo and approached him with delight. "I remember you. Aren't you Mr. Mori's disciple?"

"disciple?"

"Yes, I originally thought you were Mr. Mori's assistant, but he said no, so you can only be his disciple. I really envy you; you must have learned a lot, right?"

"..."

Gao Mo didn't really want to talk to this guy.

"Huh?" Yamamura Misao peeked into the car at the children. "Wasn't Mr. Mori with you today? And these children..."

"We were planning to go deep into the mountains to observe celestial bodies, and we just happened to be passing by here."

Gao Mo glanced at the vehicles that had been stopped in front and behind him, but still couldn't help asking.

"What happened? A murder?"

"No, the seniors at the station have been forbidding me from getting involved in murder cases lately," Yamamura Misao said, somewhat confused, but quickly became excited. "I just happened to run into the witch who's been causing a lot of traffic accidents lately, so I came here to help catch her."

"What's a witch?" Ayumi and the others asked, their eyes wide with curiosity. "Is she a monster?"

“She’s not some monster,” Yamamura Misao shook his head. “The so-called witch was a legendary female racer who caused a huge stir here about four years ago.”
The story goes that a female racer suddenly appeared in the thick fog, easily overtaking a convoy that had just finished their race and was returning home. Her unique exhaust note, combined with the sharp screeching of her tires, sounded like a woman screaming as she chased after them. Thus, the racers gave her the nickname—"The Silver-White Witch of Mount Fuyuna."

"But how do you know it's a woman?" The three little ones listened with great interest, and even Genta forgot that he was hungry.

"Because a car skidded, the witch stopped and asked, 'Are you alright?' I heard she was a great beauty, and because she drove a silver-white FD, she was called the Silver-White Witch."

"Then why arrest her?"

"Actually, it's been recently. This witch has reappeared here, and she's been acting very strangely. More and more racers are getting injured trying to fight her. Not long ago, there was even a seriously injured person who crashed through a railing and fell off a mountain road."

Yamamura Misao revealed a rare serious expression.

"You guys need to be careful when you drive. That witch might not be human. My grandma saw her car drive over the thick fog where there was no road when she was racing with her. After she stopped the car, she saw a figure standing on the fog."

“Your…grandmother?” Strange images flashed through Gao Mo’s mind.

"Yes, my grandma has always loved watching F1 and road chase movies, and she couldn't resist racing with the witch."

Yamamura Misao smiled, sweat beading on his forehead.

"I was sleeping in the passenger seat next to her at the time because she said I was very tired from work and that I had to pick her up from the station..."

The heart is so big.

"The witch is really standing on the thick fog?" Ayumi asked, a little scared. "Did your grandma see correctly?"

"I came to help because I wanted to make sure it was true. The only day I'm not on duty is Saturday, so I had to get up very early in the morning."

Shan Cuncao yawned, feeling sleepy.

"In short, never race your car when you encounter a witch, or you might get into trouble. Of course, I don't think you're capable of racing either. This car probably won't even be a threat to the witch, right?"

"..."

Gao Mo successfully left the checkpoint.

Although Yamamura Misao meant well, it just sounds particularly uncomfortable.
What does it mean to not have the ability to speed?
(End of this chapter)