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

There was a smile on that handsome face, but his eyes seemed a little deep: "I thought we were friends."

Vodka made me feel sick.

He grabbed his thigh hard, as if trying to stifle the trembling, and couldn't help saying: "Of course we are friends."

Lin Jiashu ignored him. He looked at the bartender who was busy behind the bar and said, "Please give me a glass of lemonade."

"OK, just a second."

You do have to wait a bit because the bartender is now mixing the drink that vodka just ordered.

In response, the burly man in black immediately stood up.

"My cup will wait. Let's make the lemonade first."

"Ok."

The bartender readily accepted the offer.

From the moment the lemonade was ready and brought to Lin Jiashu, the silent atmosphere made Vodka frantically think of ways to remedy the situation.

"Jun Du, why are you here?"

Chianti leaned back at the bar, turned his head and looked at Lin Jiashu and asked.

"Gin asked, so I came here." Lin Jiashu said.

Gin had just gone out to make a phone call, and he happened to open the door at that moment, so Vodka didn't notice the sound of Lin Jiashu coming in.

"Cointreau...".

"Don't worry, I'm not that petty."

Seeing that Vodka seemed to be feeling guilty, Lin Jiashu said after taking a sip of lemonade.

Vodka nodded, but he didn't quite believe it in his heart.

Seeing him sitting there with a serious look on his face, Lin Jiashu couldn't help but say:

"Well, how about you take off your sunglasses and let me see them?"

"...What's so good about this?"

Vodka said this, but his actions were decisive.

He took off his sunglasses.

Those are a pair of eyes that look a bit fierce, and then there are double eyelids...

After reading it, Lin Jiashu kept it in mind.

--Vodka's real name and face are both obtained.

The Death Note requires the target's name and face to kill. Like Vodka, who had been wearing sunglasses covering most of his face, it was useless for Lin Jiashu to write the name.

Gin came in at this time.

He glanced at Vodka and Lin Jiashu, sat down beside them, and said, "It is forbidden in the organization to fight each other."

Lin Jiashu didn't respond, but just drank a few more sips of lemonade.

After the glass of Curacao he had earlier, he didn't feel like drinking anymore.

Chianti didn't clamor for a Chianti and Cointreau cocktail at this time.

"How did you know we were operating there?"

Gin asked suddenly.

"Ok?"

"The text messages back and forth were meant to create a reversal, proving you knew we were near the scene at the time."

"...So you were there at the scene?"

Lin Jiashu was a little surprised.

He did create a reversal, but he was thinking that Gin and others would retrieve the on-site surveillance at that time - this would not be a difficult task for the distillery.

Gin glanced at him when he heard this, and since he didn't seem to be lying, he believed it for the time being...mainly because he thought there was no need for Lin Jiashu to tell such a boring lie.

The loophole is too big, and any smart person would not do this.

"You did a good job, but be quieter next time."

In order to kill one target, two more people were killed.

Gin really doesn't believe that this guy is an undercover agent!

"What does it matter? A speed racer and a drunk who got himself drunk. It's all perfectly reasonable, isn't it?"

"Hmph, I'll arrange for you to take a comprehensive psychological test in a while, and I'll let you know then."

"..."

Facing Lin Jiashu's quiet gaze, Gin did not react at all.

Vodka drank his wine quietly, thinking that he was worthy of being the big brother, and he was not at all inferior to Cointreau.

and many more!

Vodka's hand froze.

It suddenly occurred to him that his elder brother and he had always acted together, and the two of them were tied together, plus they were both a bit offensive to Jundu... If he was really petty, wouldn't the chances of the two of them getting into an accident be x2?

Silence fell at the bar.

The silence was so intense that Lin Jiashu couldn't help but laugh and said:

"It feels like everyone is really quiet tonight."

"Humph, if it weren't for you, Jundu, I could have collected at least two heads today!"

Chianti was still indignant when he talked about this.

Lin Jiashu seemed to be lost in thought.

Chianti and Cohen are actually more like tools. They don't need to consider the impact or subsequent issues. They just need to follow orders and pull the trigger.

"Speaking of which, the organization has people who specialize in cleaning up... or handling the aftermath, right?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Nothing, just curious."

"Of course there will be, but don't cause any trouble."

Gin replied.

It was obvious that after Lin Jiashu completed his tasks, Gin had become more approachable. At least he wasn't as aloof as before, and he wouldn't just ignore a conversation because he was too lazy to do so.

Lin Jiashu continued to sit for a while, drank two more glasses of lemonade, and then decided to get up and leave.

He came to the street outside Black Widow.

He took out the notebook he carried with him, found the contents that had already taken effect, set it on fire with a lighter and burned it to ashes.

The dancing flames reflected in his black eyes.

The man who died after crashing his car into a wall was a rich second-generation man who loved racing and had once killed a pregnant woman but got away with it.

The person who jumped from the building was a drunkard who was a daily alcohol abuser...

Lin Jiashu didn't feel anything when he had such a person paving the way for him. Instead, he felt at ease.

"Buzz!"

"Are you going to rest, Yoshiki-kun?"

"I've almost finished packing now."

"And tomorrow is May 5th!"

Yoko Okino's text message arrived a little later today.

"? ?o. o` ?"

No facial expression.

"Om~"

Oh, I made up for it.

Lin Jiashu smiled slightly, then paid attention to the time she mentioned...

Forget it, get used to it.

64

Chapter 64: Letter

"According to the police, the Italian robbery group that committed a major robbery has now infiltrated the city of Beihua."

"It is reported that their leader, Dino Cabana, and his men once stole a total of 6 maple leaf gold coins, involving a total amount of million yen."

"The Metropolitan Police Department's First Investigation Division is currently tracking down this gang of robbers, and we cannot rule out the possibility that they may be in possession of dangerous weapons."

"Mihua TV hereby urges the general public to be vigilant when going out."

The morning news was being broadcast on TV.

As the host spoke clearly, a very clear wanted poster appeared on the screen.

Lin Jiashu took a look but was not very interested.

With publishing houses and wineries constantly paying him money, he will probably never be short of money in his life. Now, when he gets up every day and reads the news, it is more like completing a daily task to collect new Death Note supplies.

Rather than the news, he was more interested in a letter that was placed on his desk.

"On the night of the next full moon, shadows will begin to disappear again on Moon Shadow Island."

"Please investigate the cause."

"--Aso Keiji"

He found this letter in the mailbox of the agency today. The sign of "Kindaichi Detective Agency" had only been hung up a few days ago, but with Lin Jiashu's current fame, it could not be considered unknown.

All the words on this letter were cut out from newspapers and pasted together. There was no handwriting, and it was impossible to tell whether the sender was a man or a woman.

If it was just a letter like this, it would easily be considered a prank, but along with it came ten brand new 10,000 yen bills.

"Is Masashi real...?"

Looking at the words "Moon Shadow Island" on the letter, Lin Jiashu was deeply impressed.

The incident on Moon Shadow Island is undoubtedly comparable to the case in the library, and is even more impressive.

Lin Jiashu still remembers quite a few details.

interesting.

Thinking of the doctor who chose to die in the sea of ​​fire after successfully taking revenge by punishing the evildoer, Lin Jiashu had some ideas.

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The sky was grey and the sea was gloomy; the air was filled with the salty smell of sea water mixed with the stench of diesel.

On the deck of the ferry

Maori Kogoro leaned over the side of the boat, looking depressed. "Really? I could go enjoy the flowers, but why does the famous detective Maori Kogoro have to go to that small island?"

"So you originally planned to go flower viewing, Uncle Maori?"

"Yeah, isn't it more comfortable to look at flowers and drink some wine than to wander around on this boat?"

"I see."

It seems that people who enjoy the flowers can rest assured.

Looking at Conan on the deck, Lin Jiashu showed a friendly smile on his face.

Conan was a little confused by his gaze.

"What a fate, Brother Jiashu. I didn't expect you to go to that island with us." Xiaolan showed a happy smile on her face.

"Yes, it's just right that we can have some companionship."