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

He was again trying to show that the person who was killed had nothing to do with him, but Gin just sneered at this.

Cohen next to him finally helped Vodka complete the wound cleaning and bandaging.

Now that his mind was free, he looked at Lin Jiashu and said, "I've finished reading your book. It's really well written, especially the part where you wrote about my death. I loved it."

"Is that what you call finishing a book?!"

Chianti pointed at Cohen with a look of disgust on his face. "You're almost wearing out that book! The sight of you looking at it all day long is disgusting!"

"So you don't know anything about Chianti."

Cohen just said this, then stood up, took off his blood-stained gloves and went to wash his hands.

The spirited little sister uttered a "huh".

Lin Jiashu smiled.

I didn't see Tequila today. Lin Jiashu was about to mention this, but when the door opened, he saw Tequila walking in from outside with large and small portions of midnight snacks.

"Hurry up! Someone come and help us lift it."

Tequila shouted loudly in his Kansai accent, and Cohen, who had just washed his hands, came over to help him carry some.

There are indeed a lot of things.

Chianti Wuhu snorted and went to look through the bag: "Just waiting for something to go with the wine."

“Do you have grilled squid?”

"I don't know, just look for yourself!"

Even Gin walked over and looked through the things.

Lin Jiashu smiled, said goodbye and prepared to leave.

"Brother, don't you want to eat something?" asked Tequila, holding a skewer in his hand.

"No, I have other things to do next."

"We also bought McDonald's."

"..."

Lin Jiashu paused when he reached the door.

Finally, he grabbed a burger before leaving.

Drive to the office.

Because of the promotion of the new work released a while ago, and the follow-up heat of the Sufang Hongzi incident, Hayashi Yoshiki has been extremely popular for quite a while... There are often fans hanging around his Kindaichi Detective Agency, and sometimes even paparazzi.

Influenced by this, Lin Jiashu has only occasionally come to the office late at night.

There's still a lot of stuff in my inbox today.

Love letters, gifts, letters of blessing or asking for advice, invitations to TV shows, and even seemingly inexplicable commissions...all of them are almost filling up the inbox.

Lin Jiashu put on gloves and carefully examined these things.

As he looked at it, he wondered whether he should hire an assistant to help him organize these things, so that he wouldn't have to run here in person and save himself the trouble.

suddenly,

A letter fell out from the pile of gifts.

Lin Jiashu picked it up and saw his name written in bright red letters on the white paper:

"Lin!!!! Jia!!! Shu!!!!"

The large number of exclamation marks and the depth of the handwriting were enough to express the writer's strong indignation. Lin Jiashu narrowed his eyes, smiled, crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

Who wrote this letter to himself?

This is really hard to guess...

151

Chapter 151: Crime is very attractive

Saturday Night

Lin Jiashu drove out and picked up his date to go out for dinner.

It was a French restaurant on the riverside.

"We've reserved a window seat in advance, please."

"Okay, please come with me."

The Tsutsu River, surrounded by the neon lights of the city at night, has a unique beauty.

Sitting near the windowsill, overlooking the river view outside, the moonlight is just right tonight, it is indeed a good time for a date.

“What a great restaurant.”

Shimizu Reiko exclaimed with joy. She clasped her hands together and looked at Lin Jiashu with a bright smile: "Thank you, Mr. Lin, for bringing me here."

"That being said, it's actually my first time here too...don't blame me if the food isn't great."

"How could that be? Actually, I'm already very happy to be able to have dinner with Teacher Lin."

"That's too much."

At this time, the waiter came over and brought the menu.

Reiko Shimizu stared at Lin Yoshiki's eyes, and while waiting for him to notice, she smiled a little shyly.

She is indeed a very beautiful woman.

She has long brown wavy hair and a beautiful and delicate face with makeup on.

Reiko Shimizu is a woman who gives people a relatively pure impression at first glance, but the purity on her pretty face naturally reveals a bit of charm, which is indeed very attractive.

Lin Jiashu understood after just one glance.

This is a woman who pursues quality of life very much - whether it is her clothes, jewelry or the cosmetics on her face, they are all full of expensive taste.

"Was the Crime Research Club the club that Ms. Reiko joined in college?"

"Yes"

"This is the first time I've heard of such a club."

"It's primarily formed by students interested in criminal investigation," Shimizu Reiko smiled, then explained softly, "One of the seniors in the club has collected detailed information on numerous domestic criminal cases over the past few decades. Everything from crime scene photos to the criminals' motives and methods is included."

"That's really amazing."

Lin Jiashu smiled.

The two of them flipped through the menu and it didn't take too long to order.

"But I really like Mr. Lin's work. When I was reading it, I had no idea what kind of methods the murderer used...

Shimizu Reiko said this, pursing her cherry lips and exclaiming: "The horror atmosphere in this new work is also great. I had sweaty palms several times while watching it."

“It would be great if everyone is satisfied with my work.”

"Well, I'm definitely Mr. Lin's most loyal fan."

"Ha ha"

The two talked happily.

The waiter soon brought the pre-dinner drinks and cold dishes.

“Sometimes I’m really curious about where Mr. Lin’s creative inspiration comes from.”

"Well, I'm just overthinking this..."

"That's right." Shimizu Reiko nodded and was pleasantly surprised after trying the drink. "Ah, this drink is delicious~"

"Indeed."

It was a drink made from a mixture of sweet and sour berries. The fruity aroma was strong but not overpowering, and it was very refreshing to drink when it was icy cold.

As the waiters brought the dishes one after another, the two of them began to discuss the topic of detective novels.

"When it comes to detective novels, we can't avoid Sherlock Holmes," said Reiko Shimizu.

"Yes, Charlotte Holmes, the world-renowned British detective who calls himself the supreme authority of detectives. He is truly charming in Conan Doyle's writing."

Lin Jiashu smiled.

He lowered his eyelids, holding a knife and fork in his hand, staring at the food on the plate. His voice was calm and intelligent: "However, I actually like Professor Moriarty more."

"Eh?"

"Crime is actually quite charming, isn't it?"

"..."

Reiko Shimizu was a little surprised.

She looked at the man sitting in front of her and saw that he still had a smile on his face.

A gentle and intellectual smile.

Dressed in a suit, he always carries himself with elegance, but those dark eyes seem to be brewing something...

"Crime is very attractive."

He said it again.

The clear voice fell into Reiko Shimizu's ears, but she didn't know how to respond.

"Look out the window, Miss Reiko."

"Yes?"

"What can you see outside the window?"

What can you see?

The calm river surface at night and the orderly traffic flow on the riverside highway are scenes that ordinary people take for granted in their peaceful daily lives.

Reiko Shimizu answered these questions a little hesitantly.

"Yes, peaceful and orderly."

"Traffic laws and traffic lights regulate the flow of traffic on the highway."

"The existence of laws and deeply ingrained moral values ​​constrain people's behavior."

"Society operates smoothly under this common sense, and people call it order."

"But only crime..."

The man's eyes darkened, and he smiled: "In the world of crime, there are no rules, no morals, only power and wisdom."

"Crime is not a craft, it's an art."

"Eight people."

"This is the number of sinners who will die down here next."

"The fireworks are about to start."

What is he talking about?

Reiko Shimizu only felt that the expression on her face must be very dull at this moment.

The man holding the drink in front of her smiled, his steady and clear voice exuded an atmosphere that aroused others' unease, and his black eyes reflected the bright street scene outside the window...but there was no warmth in his eyes.

No, there's nothing there!

Suddenly, a sharp braking sound coming from the street outside the window startled Reiko Shimizu. She looked down and saw a truck suddenly running across the originally orderly road. It was like a catfish in a fish tank, disrupting the order on the road... Many vehicles frantically turned on their turn signals to dodge in a hurry, and at this moment, the light box of the billboard on the road suddenly flashed sparks, dragged the wires, and fell to the ground with a bang, making the drivers and pedestrians panic.

A car was hit by a truck.

A motorcyclist tried to avoid the electric arc but accidentally slipped and fell to the ground, flying towards the advertising light box with flashing electric arcs.

The van, carrying cans of paint, was knocked off its path and then caught fire for unknown reasons, causing the solvent inside to explode.

Boom! ! ! !

The sound and impact of the explosion were transmitted through the vibration of the air.