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

"Is that so?"

"Well, I feel like this kind of Jiashu brother is better."

"By the way, have you two exchanged phone numbers?" Kisaki Eri suddenly interrupted.

"That one hasn't come yet."

After Xiaolan answered, she took out her phone the next second and looked at Lin Jiashu with a bright smile: "Brother Jiashu, let's exchange phone numbers."

"Okay, my number is—"

Under Kisaki Eri's smiling gaze, the two quickly exchanged numbers.

Conan was feeling a little jealous but he couldn't say anything. He could only bite the straw in his drink cup in silence.

"By the way, let's go out for dinner together tonight."

"But I've already prepared the ingredients for curry rice at home, and I have to cook for Dad..."

"Ignore that slovenly guy. That's it. I'll book a restaurant now—"

"Oh, just wait until next time, Mom!"

"..."

Mao Lilan started to act coquettishly.

Kisaki Eri was about to object, but Lin Jiashu suddenly said, "Sorry, Aunt Eri. I have an appointment later, so I might have to leave for a while."

"Why, Xiaoshu, you also...Okay, let's wait until next time."

"Well, there's a restaurant I'd really like to try. Shall we go there then?"

"Which one?"

Ran Mouri smiled and took Eri Kisaki's hand, telling her the story with an expectant expression.

Looking at this scene, Lin Jiashu couldn't help but smile.

Xiaolan probably only behaves like this when she's with Kisaki Eri. After all, she's the one who takes care of Kogoro Mouri and Conan. Not only does she cook but she also does housework. She also has her own duties as a student that she can't neglect...

Only when facing Kisaki Eri could the 16-year-old girl act like this.

And Conan?

At this moment, she was still staring at Lin Jiashu with a vigilant look, wondering whether he had any feelings for Xiaolan.

"What's wrong? Do you want to eat this cake?"

Lin Jiashu noticed his gaze and simply moved his piece of cake to his side - he didn't feel like eating anything sweet today.

Chapter 25: Why are you looking at me?

That night, at 21:17

As agreed, Lin Jiashu went to the practice ground for his daily training. As soon as he approached, a black car parked outside the building flashed its high beams at him.

Walking over, I saw Gin's cold face through the lowered passenger window, and his dark green eyes glanced over.

"boarding."

Lin Jiashu opened the back seat door and got in.

Gin's favorite car, the Porsche 356a, is a two-seater, but the two of them were driving a four-seater today.

"Have you changed your car recently, Gin?"

"...Brother's car went for maintenance today."

Vodka, who was sitting in the driver's seat, glanced at Lin Jiashu and answered surprisingly honestly.

Gin was smoking silently in the front row.

"What's the matter with calling me here?"

"Are you planning to be a detective?" Gin's eyes met Lin Jiashu in the rearview mirror.

"Yes, there is such a plan."

"Ah……"

Gin seemed satisfied with Lin Jiashu's answer and grinned playfully. However, he didn't continue the conversation and simply told Vodka to set off.

The latter started the car and drove forward without saying a word.

The black car drove smoothly on the city road.

The lights and shadows of the street lamps along the way kept sweeping backwards. This was the first time Lin Jiashu rode in a car driven by Vodka, and he found that his driving skills were surprisingly steady.

There was just one thing that Lin Jiashu was very concerned about——

Vodka, who was concentrating on driving, occasionally looked up at the rearview mirror inside the car. When he suddenly found that Lin Jiashu was staring at him, his hands holding the steering wheel tightened.

"Why do you keep looking at me?"

Vodka couldn't help but ask, feeling a little panicked.

Even Gin couldn't see through Lin Jiashu's method of using accidents to kill people, but Vodka had heard Gin's analysis and knew that Lin Jiashu's observation ability was definitely very strong.

Otherwise, he would not have been able to calculate everything to such an accurate degree.

But what is he trying to do by observing his driving habits now!?

Gin's eyes also raised.

"Mr. Vodka's sunglasses are completely opaque, aren't they? I'm a little worried you might get hit while driving."

“…I can see the road clearly and will definitely not crash into anything.”

"That's good."

After realizing that Lin Jiashu was no longer looking at him, Vodka secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The entire journey was speechless.

Gin didn't take the initiative to tell him the purpose of looking for him, and Lin Jiashu didn't ask again. While paying attention to the surrounding environment, he took out a notebook and pen from his arms.

"what are you doing?"

"Creation, do you want to see it?"

"boring."

Gin showed absolutely no interest.

He has always scoffed at so-called mystery novels and detective mystery shows, and he was even more contemptuous of the methods of murder in the story - isn't killing someone as easy as shooting them, leaving the body behind and walking away?

Lin Jiashu observed the scenery around him.

"This direction, isn't it going to the aquarium we visited last time?"

"Yes." Vodka responded politely.

Lin Jiashu narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled gently, "So we're going to deal with traitors or rats again?"

"Your mind works pretty quickly." Gin said without comment.

"After all, that place is relatively remote, and there aren't many people there at night." Lin Jiashu continued to smile, "There aren't many places in Mihua that are suitable for execution grounds."

Perhaps because the name "execution ground" was quite to Gin's liking, Lin Jiashu saw Gin revealing a sinister smile.

OK.

It should be the destination.

Lin Jiashu knew that with Gin's personality, he probably wouldn't bother to lie about such things.

So, starting from the current time, it will take about half an hour to reach the aquarium...which means that they tricked the organization's mice to the street over there at most around 22:00.

Lin Jiashu recalled the criminals active in the surrounding area that he had seen on the organization's website.

He quickly locked onto his target, flipped his notebook over to the side containing the Death Note pages, and began writing on it—with Gin here, he had something he really wanted to test.

"Takuta Tsukuda"

"Starting at 4:13 PM on April 21th, a robbery was carried out on motorcycles in the area around the Beika City Aquarium."

"The first two operations successfully robbed 23601 yen in cash."

"After forcing the new target vehicle to stop at 22:09, he approached to threaten and extort money, but was shot in the forehead by the man sitting in the passenger seat with a pistol. The next second, he was stabbed in the neck and died."

After finishing writing, Lin Jiashu gave it a rough check.

The Death Note can be used as a "script" to some extent.

What Hayashi Yoshiki wanted to test was that "Taku Chikuta successfully robbed 23601 yen in the first two operations." If the amount of money robbed was really this amount, the Death Note could be used as a causal tool to some extent.

The second is the "target vehicle" and the "man sitting in the passenger seat with a pistol" that caused his death.

Lin Jiashu had done an experiment before. He wrote the cause of death of a criminal as being killed by an RPG, or rocket-propelled grenade, on the street, but the test failed at that time and the criminal died directly from a heart attack.

Although this is something that can be done in physics, it is obvious that no pedestrian on that street would go out with an RPG. And even if there is a million to one chance that someone from the military or the Black Organization is passing by with an RPG, it is too abstract and contrary to common sense to rashly attack such a criminal.

In the current test, although Hayashi Yoshiki did not specifically mention that Taku Tsukuta would target this car, the only car nearby that could allow him to meet the condition of "being shot through the forehead with a pistol by the man in the passenger seat" is probably the one driven by Vodka.

Finally, the third point is that Gin always kills people with a quick and decisive shot and will not stab them again. Lin Jiashu wants to see whether he will behave in a way that is inconsistent with his character under the control of the script.

With Vodka driving smoothly, the vehicle arrived at the vicinity of the Rice Flower Aquarium at around 22 p.m., just as Lin Jiashu expected.

It is still at the entrance of the second alley next to the aquarium.

The closer he got, the more cautious Vodka became. From time to time, his eyes under his sunglasses glanced at the neon signs on the buildings next to him, and then at the newly repaired street lights. He always felt that this road was gloomy and terrifying.

"hurry up."

Gin urged.

Vodka had no choice but to step on the accelerator slightly and brake in front of the man standing under the street light at the corner of the alley.

Gin lowered the car window, and when the man approached and was about to say hello, he had already put the gun in front of the man and pulled the trigger.

biu!

The bullet penetrated the man's head, splashing blood.

Then, there was the sound of a body falling to the ground.

Chapter 26: Gin's New Mission

After killing people, but not yet finished——

Almost at the same time that Gin finished shooting and the target fell, Vodka had already unbuckled his seat belt and opened the car door.

He walked around to the passenger door and squatted down, taking out everything from the man's pockets. He especially grinned when he opened his cell phone and saw that it was still working properly.

"I got the phone, bro."

"Come on."

Gin responded indifferently.

Vodka returned to the driver's seat, restarted the car, left the body behind and drove away.

But after only driving a short distance, Vodka stopped in front of an alley and turned to look at Lin Jiashu: "Lin, please give me the bag in the back."

He is quite polite.

Remembering that Vodka seemed to have sneered at him when they first met, Lin Jiashu smiled and handed him the briefcase.

Inside was a portable computer.

Vodka took out the mobile phone he had just taken from the deceased, connected it to the computer with a data cable, and began to operate on the computer quickly.

Numerous green codes flashed across the display screen like a waterfall, and the light and shadows were reflected on the black lenses of Vodka's sunglasses.

quickly,

"Brother, we found out that this guy deleted a lot of chat records and text messages."

"Find out the content of the text message."

"Okay, I'm already doing it."

Lin Jiashu was slightly surprised.