Isn't it very scientific to use the Death Note to kill people?

more than half a month later

On the streets at night, a black car was speeding along the road.

Gin, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was wiping his pistol.

Vodka was concentrating on driving.

Vodka has been driving more and more frequently recently, mainly because his elder brother's Porsche 356A has not been returned yet, and he seems to have little interest in these ordinary modern cars.

But in fact, this sedan is much easier to drive than an old car - Vodka always kept this in his heart.

"Drive faster, there are other things to do later."

"it is good."

After receiving the order, Vodka immediately increased the speed of the car.

During the driving process, Vodka used his superior driving skills to smoothly overtake the vehicle in front. The whole process was so smooth that one could not even feel the car's jerking.

But just as he turned a corner and rushed towards the next intersection, Vodka noticed that a heavily loaded truck in front of him suddenly overturned.

Chi! ! ! !

He reacted extremely violently and stepped on the brakes hard. Under the effect of inertia, Gin, who was sitting on the passenger side, suddenly leaned forward.

"It's Cointreau!?" Vodka yelled.

"...." Gin narrowed his eyes and observed for a moment, then said in a cold tone: "Don't jump all the urge to blame everything on Jundu."

"...Oh, it was just an accident."

Vodka was relieved.

He stepped on the accelerator again, and the car drove around the overturned truck and moved forward.

Finally, after more than half an hour's drive, Vodka drove to the bottom of an apartment building and happened to see the target walking out of the apartment while looking at his mobile phone.

So he stepped on the accelerator and followed.

Kitamura Wataru didn't pay attention to the car following from behind at first, until the car slowly drove to a position parallel to him and lowered the window, and a pistol was pointed at him.

Biu!

The flying bullet went straight through his head.

Kitamura Wataru's body fell to the ground.

At this time, Gin and Vodka got out of the car. Vodka bent over and began to search his body and was about to take his cell phone, but at this moment--

"wrong!"

The sudden sense of crisis made Gin's pupils shrink. He kicked Vodka aside with a kick, and the next moment a bullet almost grazed Vodka's head.

"Sniper!?"

Vodka cried out in surprise.

Gin immediately looked in the direction where the bullet came from. In the city at night, with a large number of tall buildings as the background, he almost immediately captured the sniper's location.

At about 700 yards!

At the same moment, the slight tingling and tension in his right eye made Gin realize that the other party had locked onto his right eye.

"Interesting, I was tricked..."

He stared at the unidentified sniper 700 yards away with a grim grin, the ferocity in his eyes almost becoming tangible.

This is a fucking trap!

The people in that organization were really clever. They threw a pawn to lure me into the trap, and then used a pre-arranged sniper to take my life.

But you want to arrange a sniper to kill yourself?

This contempt was tantamount to humiliation, and Gin couldn't help but sneer.

Biu!

On a tall building in the distance, the sniper pulled the trigger.

As the fire burst out from the muzzle... no, even before that, Gin had already reacted and avoided the bullet that was heading for his right eye.

The bullets that landed on the ground created tiny sparks of fire.

"Big brother!"

Vodka immediately stood up and ran to the driver's seat of the car, and the sniper immediately turned the gun and shot at Vodka.

The first bullet, hastily aimed, struck the open door of the car. The second accurately hit Vodka's arm. Just as the sniper aimed his gun at Gin and fired again, the last bullet in the magazine barely grazed the tail of the target's hair.

The moment Gin got into the car, Vodka endured the severe pain and stepped on the accelerator.

Watching the black car speeding away through the scope, Pu Siqinglan realized that his mission had completely failed.

After she put down the sniper rifle and finished disassembling it, she immediately went downstairs and left the place.

Pu Siqinglan ignored the boring man she met at the intersection and drove a distance before stopping at the traffic light at the intersection.

"My mission has failed."

"Well, nothing dangerous happened, did you?"

"Yes, I'm disguised and I've confirmed there's no surveillance around. They can't spot me even from a distance of 700 yards."

Pu Siqinglan said this with a little agitation, "If I were to snipe them from a distance of 500 yards, I would definitely be able to complete the task!"

"hehe"

"Don't worry, I don't have any intention of scolding you."

"Thank you for your hard work, Ms. Qinglan."

The gentle voice coming from the other end of the phone made Pu Siqinglan relax her grip on the phone slightly, and a trance appeared in her gray eyes.

"Yes....."

She responded.

The person on the other end of the phone had hung up by then, and the red light at the intersection ahead had turned green.

But for a long time, Pu Siqinglan didn't want to step on the accelerator.

In Mihua's second apartment

Lin Jiashu put down his phone and smiled lightly.

Pu Siqinglan, codenamed Scorpion, is indeed a member of the zoo organization.

However, according to what she confessed, her relationship with the organization was more like a simple employment relationship rather than a superior-subordinate relationship. The boss of the organization would occasionally hire her to kill some people, and Pu Siqinglan would occasionally borrow the other party's power to do some things.

From this point of view, the zoo as an organization seems to be completely incomparable to the winery.

However, Pu Siqinglan later expressed her guess: the boss behind the organization jokingly called the zoo by Lin Jiashu might be the boss behind the killer platform they used. If so, the other party must have a very powerful force in his hands.

"Killer..."

Lin Jiashu was indeed interested.

We need to make the fight between wineries and zoos more intense...

I really hope that Gin, who was assassinated today, can cope with the stress.

--In fact, Hayashi Yoshiki didn't know the whereabouts of Gin and Vodka day by day, but in fact, as long as he made good use of the Death Note, he would be able to find them to some extent.

【Kitamura Wataru】

Cause of Death: Shooting

[At 11:13 PM on November 21th, he was shot and killed when he came out of his rented apartment because his identity was exposed.]

Hayashi Yoshiki just wrote this in the Death Note.

Kitamura Shigeru was one of the people on the list of zoo minions that Lin Jiashu got from Pu Siqinglan. If the condition of "being shot because his identity was exposed" was added to the cause of his death, it would be highly likely that he was killed by people from the winery.

Lin Jiashu just needs to arrange Pu Siqinglan to wait there.

--Of course, he didn't expect Pu Siqinglan to really kill Gin, he just wanted to add fuel to the fire between the winery and the zoo.

150

Chapter 150: Lin!!! Jia!!! Tree!!!

"hiss!!"

The sound of inhaling air was heard.

When Lin Jiashu walked in, he saw Vodka sitting there with his arms bare, and next to him was Cohen, who was helping him bandage his wound with a calm face.

You can't tell from the black clothes he usually wears, but Vodka actually has the kind of physique that attracts the same sex due to excessive fitness, and he has quite a few scars on his body.

"Gunshot wound?"

Lin Jiashu made a surprised expression, "What happened?"

"...I was tricked by that organization."

Vodka turned around and looked at Lin Jiashu and replied, "Today, when I went with my brother to kill the little rats from that organization, there was an ambush by a sniper."

"And then you got shot a few times and fled back in disgrace?"

Chianti, holding a bottle of red wine, rushed over and laughed at her first. Her somewhat arrogant look made Vodka frown.

Even though he was just a punching bag in front of Gin, he still got a little angry when Chianti mocked him like that: "Well, what else? That sniper is 700 yards away, and his sniping skills are better than yours and Cohen's. We--hiss!!!"

Cohen pressed the wound calmly, and Vodka immediately took a deep breath in pain.

He looked at Cohen's seemingly calm face, his skin twitched, but he said nothing - among this group of people, apart from the eldest brother, only Cohen could deal with gunshot wounds, but Vodka didn't dare to trouble Gin.

"700 yards...that's really impressive," Cohen commented.

"Humph, if they're really powerful, there's no telling whether they'll be able to come back."

Chianti said he was not going to admit defeat, but his eyes looked more serious.

She and Cohen now conduct sniper training in the organization's simulated scenarios every day. Their current maximum shooting range is around 600 yards, and there is still a lot of room for improvement.

"That sniper's skills are quite good."

Gin walked in at this time, with a cold look on his face: "But I have memorized his breath. If I have the chance, I will kill him first!"

Ok?

Lin Jiashu, who was standing by without saying a word, raised his eyebrows.

Although he knew that Gin's personal ability was quite terrifying, at a sniping distance of 700 yards, he couldn't even see the sniper's figure with the naked eye. How could Gin claim to have remembered the other party's breath?

However, Lin Jiashu knew that the breath Gin was talking about here did not mean remembering the smell of Pu Siqinglan, but more subtle things such as aura or murderous intent.

"But someone actually ambushed you. This means that the enemy organization's underling was deliberately exposed to lure you into a trap."

"what....."

"So what should we do next? Should we stop for now?" Lin Jiashu asked.

"Ah"

Gin sneered and looked at Lin Jiashu, "Since the other party wants to play, then of course I have to accompany him to the end."

At this moment, an extremely cruel color seeped into Gin's dark green eyes. He really couldn't wait to find the sniper who ambushed him and Vodka tonight and take his life with one shot.

"very impressive."

Lin Jiashu had a smile on his face.

Judging from Gin's reaction, he could probably guess what the other party would do next - most likely a counter-ambush, surveying the terrain in advance, and then going there as bait, waiting to kill the zoo people as soon as they showed up.

This was exactly what Lin Jiashu wanted.

Thanks to Pu Siqinglan, Lin Jiashu now has a lot of chess pieces from the zoo in his hands, enough for him to do some tricks.

However, Pu Siqinglan is still useful, and Lin Jiashu has no intention of letting her go out to die.

Gin, however, looked at the smile on Lin Jiashu's face and suddenly said, "This matter has nothing to do with you. Just be a detective for the rest of your life."

".....Haven't I always been a detective and a novelist?"

Lin Jiashu responded in a light tone.