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

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Chapter 62: Jundu is seriously ill

It seems that Cointreau has failed to calculate successfully this time.

Gin thought so in his heart when he saw the bald man who had been sitting on the ground for a long time out of fear finally staggering to his feet.

Although he was a little surprised, he was not shocked.

After all, taking advantage of accidents to kill people is inherently full of unexpected things - environmental factors, the target's personal qualities. If any one of these links goes wrong, it will lead to a huge mistake.

And in fact, Cointreau almost killed the target - if the angle of the car's front end had been slightly off.

Gin didn't expect there would be any follow-up because the time mentioned in Cointreau's text message had passed.

“Cointreau actually failed…”

The vodka on the side was a bit of an afterthought.

He used the telescope to look at the bald man who was still in shock not far away, and he couldn't tell what he felt.

Maybe it's a bit relaxing.

After realizing that Cointreau's method of killing, although scary, might fail, Vodka suddenly felt that the world was actually quite reasonable.

He always felt a little breathless when facing Cointreau before, mainly because the situation where danger could happen at any time was too scary...especially when he heard a few days ago that he seemed to be mentally ill?

"His mission failed. Do you want us to help deal with it?"

Chianti asked enthusiastically. This crazy woman really enjoyed the feeling of hunting others.

"Let me do it," Cohen said.

"Hey! Cohen, I said it first!"

"Whoever grabs it first gets it."

"Shut up, that's not your mission--"

Gin was about to order them to focus on their goal when the phone started buzzing again.

“Buzz~Buzz~!”

Hearing the slight vibration, Gin didn't check his phone immediately, but subconsciously looked towards the street intersection as if he had a premonition.

The bald man who had escaped death looked at the miserable state of the car that almost killed him, muttering to himself, as if cursing his bad luck, and took a few steps back.

Snapped!

A human figure fell violently from the sky and knocked him to the ground!

Because the scene was so swift and smooth, Gin and the others did not come to their senses until the bald man and the man who fell from the tall building lay there motionless.

“…”

"died?"

"...dead."

With the help of the sniper rifle's scope, Chianti and Cohen saw the heads of the two men lying on the ground with blood all over their heads.

As professional killers, they could naturally see that the two men were dead beyond deadness.

"That person just now...seems to have fallen from more than ten floors."

Vodka swallowed.

It fell from a height of more than ten floors and hit someone...

Jundu, who was seriously ill, actually killed two extra people in order to kill his target?

He really felt unwell.

“…”

Gin couldn't help but remain silent.

Cointreau always likes to use his real killing move when others are just congratulating themselves for escaping a disaster... This is something that Gin, who is used to the straightforward killer thinking, cannot understand.

Although I can't understand it, I was indeed shocked.

That dark guy!

Cointreau: “Mission accomplished.”

Cointreau: "Image.jpg"

Cointreau: "Cheers"

The content of the MMS was a glass of wine in an old-fashioned glass, probably Cointreau neat.

Gin didn't reply.

He put away his phone and looked at Vodka and the others who had fallen silent. For the first time, he realized that this crazy woman Chianti could also be quiet sometimes.

"Deal with the traces and retreat today."

"Huh? Why? The target will be out soon!"

"The accident that Cointreau created was already eye-catching enough. At this time, if you use a sniper rifle to kill a few more people, don't you need to consider the impact?"

Although he could fly an Osprey helicopter to strafe Tokyo Tower if necessary, Gin felt that he should keep a low profile at the moment. He didn't give Chianti a chance to refute and turned directly to walk towards the rooftop stairs.

"move."

Vodka was the first to follow behind Gin.

He felt cold and insecure on the rooftop. He was inexplicably worried that the ground under his feet would collapse and he would fall, so he hurried to catch up with his brother.

Cohen followed suit.

Helpless, Chianti could only let out a "tsk!", packed up his gun and left.

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I feel a little light-headed after drinking.

Yoko Okino's alcohol tolerance is not good. After drinking a glass of Cointreau, she seemed a little drunk.

She sat there very ladylike.

He didn't speak nonsense with a slurred tongue, but just sat there obediently with a flushed face and a dazed look in his eyes.

"Let's just drink here and go back."

".....OK."

Yoko Okino was taken away from the bar by Hayashi Yoshiki holding her hand.

Her mind is still clear.

The commercial street was already deserted after ten o'clock. After walking out of the bar, Yoko Okino let Hayashi Yoshiki reach out to help her adjust her mask, and looked at him obediently the whole time.

"Is it okay? Let's take a taxi back."

"Um......."

Yoko Okino nodded lightly.

Just then, a taxi came from a distance. After Hayashi Yoshiki stopped it, he took Okino Yoko in and told her the address of her apartment.

It was quiet inside the car.

The taxi driver drove steadily, and the song playing on the car radio happened to be a song by Yoko Okino.

Lin Jiashu listened attentively, occasionally glancing at Okino Yoko beside him. Because it was dark inside the car, were her eyes behind her sunglasses looking at him? Or not?

After about twenty minutes, the taxi arrived at the destination.

"Is it okay to go back in this state?"

"...Yeah, I can do that."

"Let me walk you to the door."

"Okay, thank you, Yoshiki-kun."

Some people have a strong desire to talk after drinking too much, but Yoko Okino doesn't seem to have that desire. However, she actually has a lot going on in her mind.

As the elevator went up, we soon arrived at the floor where Yoko Okino lived.

We came to the door together.

"Then Jiashu-kun....., shall I go in first?"

"Well, but before that, won't you let me see Yoko's face again?"

".....OK."

She reached out and took off her sunglasses and mask, revealing her beautiful and lovely face.

Faced with her faint smile, Lin Jiashu suddenly and aggressively shortened the distance between them.

"what--"

She subconsciously let out a small cry of surprise, and the next moment her lips were blocked.

Her mouth had the sweet orange scent of Cointreau.

After just a moment, Lin Jiashu slowly got up and left.

"Are you scared?"

".....Um."

Facing his gentle smile, Yoko Okino slightly closed her hazy eyes.

She responded with her head down.

The sound was really very soft.

"but....."

She shyly expressed:

"I feel that Yoshiki-kun is very manly."

63

Chapter 63: "Mr. Vodka, I thought we were friends"

23:17 minutes

Black Widow Bar

Several people in black were sitting in front of the bright bar, each holding a cocktail, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

"I advise you not to mess with that Jundu guy."

"The way he killed people was really unbelievable."

"It's like he can do anything, anytime, anywhere... He doesn't even show his face."

"My eldest brother also said that he was very dark inside."

"She smiles gently on the surface, but she's probably thinking about killing people..."

"He even seems to have a mental illness."

Vodka drank a little bit and couldn't help talking more.

There were some things he was afraid to keep to himself, and he usually didn't get any feedback when he talked to his big brother Gin. It just so happened that Chianti and Cohen were here today, and they all had a good relationship...

"Mr. Vodka."

Just as Vodka stopped to take a sip of wine, he suddenly heard a gentle male voice.

Vodka turned around subconsciously.

Just one glance,

"J-Jundu--!?"

The cigarette in his mouth fell onto his legs and Vodka opened his mouth wide.

Lin Jiashu was standing behind him.