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

As Toru Amuro was packing up the teacups to wash them, he suddenly saw a beautiful red car parked outside the office yard.

So, which woman is he going out with again?

It's really romantic...

Looking at Lin Yoshiki getting into the car and the car driving away as if he couldn't wait, Amuro Toru couldn't help but sigh.

At this time in the car

"You're fifteen minutes earlier than the agreed time. Are you that impatient?"

"Yes, I can't help it anymore, Mr. Lin~"

A coquettish and hot voice.

Reiko Shimizu was driving the car, and she looked a little impatient.

There were not many cars or pedestrians on the driveway at night.

She held the steering wheel with one hand and unbuttoned her coat with the other, revealing her plump body wearing a sexy white lingerie set and garter stockings on her legs.

Lin Jiashu smiled.

"drive safely."

Upon hearing this, Reiko Shimizu pouted.

Green tea bitches are actually quite interesting.

"How did you go about cleaning up after the last mission?"

"There are no loopholes left, don't worry."

"Of course I'm relieved. You're worthy of me, Reiko..." Lin Jiashu looked at the message on his phone and smiled leisurely, "I have always trusted you very much."

"Mr. Lin..."

Just by hearing his words, Reiko Shimizu couldn't help but feel her heart tighten, and her whole body felt as if it was floating in a trance.

This made her, who was already extremely excited for tonight, unable to help but twist her waist slightly, and rub her plump legs against each other.

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Chapter 206: Dusk Villa (4k)

Drip Drip

After rinsing his body with the hot water in the shower, Lin Jiashu walked out of the bathroom while wiping his hair.

The time now is ten o'clock in the morning.

Reiko Shimizu was still lying limply on the bed, soundly sleeping.

Her underwear and stockings were scattered under the bed, and the bed she slept on was also extremely messy. Even the pillow she used as a waist support had obvious signs of being wet and then dried.

"Have you reached the gate yet? Okay, I'll pack up and get ready to go downstairs."

After getting dressed and putting on his watch, Lin Jiashu did not disturb the sleeping little Puff. He left a note and left.

Toru Amuro was waiting at the hotel entrance in Hayashi Yoshiki's Mercedes-Benz.

"Hey, you look refreshed, Boss."

The handsome tanned guy smiled brightly and joked, "Did you get a good rest last night?"

"Of course, I slept soundly."

Lin Jiashu pretended not to hear the sarcasm in his tone.

He sat in the passenger seat and found that Toru Amuro had considerately bought him breakfast - McDonald's.

He raised an eyebrow.

"How thoughtful, Mr. Amuro."

"Then Boss, have you considered giving me a raise?"

"How about raising the price a little...just this pork fillet and egg McMuffin combo?"

"Okay, it's going to go up no matter how much."

Amuro Toru smiled, started the car and drove out.

The location of the Dusk Villa given in the invitation letter is quite far away. If you leave at this time, you will probably arrive in the evening. Moreover, it is located in a very remote suburb, so you can only drive there.

"Speaking of which, Boss, I checked the information about the Twilight Annex last night." Toru Amuro suddenly said.

"What's wrong?"

"...That place has a pretty scary past."

Amuro Toru's tone was a little strange.

As an intelligence officer, he always likes to investigate things in advance, and the information he found yesterday really surprised him.

——A tragedy occurred in that villa one night 40 years ago.

At that time, Twilight Annex gathered celebrities from all walks of life in the political and economic circles. Ostensibly, this was a memorial service held to express condolences to Karasuma Renya, who passed away at the age of 99. However, in fact, the essence of the memorial service was an auction of art pieces collected by Karasuma Renya during his lifetime.

It is said that there were more than 300 items to be auctioned, each of which was a rare treasure in the world. Therefore, the auction was expected to last for three days and three nights.

However, on a stormy night the next day, two men, soaked in rain, suddenly broke into the villa. They claimed that they were lost in the rain and begged the host to let them stay there until the rain stopped. They took out something that looked like a cigarette and handed it to the host.

The organizer, who had been unwilling to compromise, suddenly became easy to talk to after smoking the cigarettes they gave him. Even the other guests at the auction were bewitched by these two men.

Soon, the whole scene became smoky and foggy.

And then things got magical: someone suddenly let out a scream as if they had seen a ghost, then threw away the artwork they had finally won the bid for and ran out. A woman couldn't stop crying, as if she was begging for forgiveness. A man excitedly stabbed his wrist with a pen...

Afterwards, all the guests suddenly started to scramble for the artworks being auctioned, and even started fighting each other with the famous swords and knives being auctioned.

The entire auction became like purgatory.

In the end, many dead people and more than a dozen guests fell into unconsciousness were left at the auction, while the two men who came in the rain disappeared without a trace with all the artworks.

"This incident wasn't reported in the newspapers because the participants were all prominent figures in the business and political circles, but I'm sure it really happened."

"It always sounds a bit unbelievable...those two men were holding out some kind of drug, right? But why would everyone in the conference hall fall for their deception? Especially since those present were all prominent figures in the business and political circles of the time—they wouldn't be so shortsighted."

“That’s something I don’t understand.”

"There may be more details behind this matter, but we can't figure it out by just guessing here."

"makes sense."

Lin Jiashu was thinking about this matter carefully.

Karasuma Renya faked his death at the age of 99, and did not distribute his legacy of art. This attracted a large group of people from the business and political circles to gather in his villa, and then such incredible things happened... Is it possible that he was using these celebrities to conduct some kind of experiment?

The two did not continue to discuss this issue.

It was not until the sun set in the evening that the two arrived at the outskirts of the Dusk Villa.

At this time, the sky became dark and suddenly it started to rain.

"The weather forecast didn't say it would rain today... But luckily, I did prepare an umbrella."

"I really have no choice but to give you a raise now, Mr. Amuro."

"Haha, are you raising the price of an umbrella?"

"Do I look like such a mean person?"

"Then I'm looking forward to it."

As Amuro Toru said this, he parked the car in the yard of the annex. At this time, he could see several people getting out of a car next to him.

The sound of the engine here also attracted their attention.

"Ah, isn't this the car?"

Conan, holding an umbrella, showed a surprised expression.

"Brother Jiashu?" Xiaolan was a little surprised.

"What? Shu?"

Maori Kogoro was holding an umbrella to help an old lady shield from the rain. When he saw that it was indeed Hayashi Yoshiki's car, he immediately showed an annoyed expression: "If I had known that Ah Shu would come here, I would simply not have rented a car."

Toru Amuro parked the car.

"Uncle Maori, Xiaolan, and Conan——"

Lin Jiashu rolled down the car window and smiled at them, "What a coincidence, everyone is here."

"Has Brother Jiashu also received the invitation?"

"Hmm, a strange invitation and a check... I feel like I have to come."

"So are we!"

Unexpectedly, it was such a coincidence. This surprise immediately diluted Xiaolan's uneasiness when she first saw the villa - the dark villa on a rainy night, coupled with the unlucky invitation letter, inexplicably gave her the feeling of a haunted house.

"Who is this old woman?"

Hayashi Yoshiki looked at the old lady under Kogoro Mouri's umbrella.

"I recognize you, the most famous young detective recently. You really do have a very pretty face," the old lady in question said with a narrowed-eyed smile. "My name is Chiken Nozomi, and I'm just an old woman."

"You are the famous Ms. Chima Kyoudai who is said to be able to solve a case easily just by listening to people talking about it while sitting in an easy chair!"

Toru Amuro held an umbrella for Hayashi Yoshiki and looked surprised.

The old lady was just cheerful and modest.

"Who is this big brother?" Conan looked at Amuro Toru curiously.

"My name is Toru Amuro. I'm Mr. Lin's assistant and work in his office."

"Ashu, you kid actually needs an assistant?"

"I can't help it. After all, my commission mailbox is often filled with strange things, and my daily life is quite busy."

"weird stuff?"

"Like a love letter or a strange note from a young lady."

Amuro Toru joked with a smile.

He was deeply impressed by the very narcissistic red-haired girl who had appeared in the office before.

Kogoro Maori immediately curled his lips.

"So let's not chat in the rain for now. It's uncomfortable to get your clothes wet."

"That's what the young people said."

Qianjian Jiangdai nodded and said, "I am old, and my knees get cold easily when it rains."

The group quickly prepared to go into the house.

At this time, you can see that almost all the cars parked outside the Dusk Pavilion are luxury cars.

In addition to Hayashi Yoshiki's Mercedes-Benz E-W210, there were also Ferraris, Porsches, etc. When Kogoro Mouri discovered that there was an Alfa Romeo among them, he excitedly handed the umbrella to the old lady and ran in the rain to touch the hood of the car.

“It’s so cool to actually see this car!”

The Japanese seem to have a mysterious obsession with Alfa Romeo.

Lin Jiashu didn't quite understand.

At this time, a man's voice came from the Alfa Romeo: "Hey, can you please stop touching my woman?"

"..."

"It took me five years to get this fierce woman." The man got out of the car holding an umbrella, his tone full of satisfaction. "Don't touch it with your man's dirty hands. If it gets angry, I can't handle it... You understand, little mustache?"

Kogoro Mori, who was called Little Mustache, was stunned.

Lin Jiashu then whispered to Xiaolan: "This is what is called fetish."

"Eh?"

"It refers to the symptom of repeatedly using certain inanimate objects as stimulants for sexual gratification." Lin Jiashu didn't go into too much detail, but just joked when Xiaolan blushed a little, "But this gentleman has a rather picky taste."

"..."