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

Watching him record it, Lin Jiashu glanced at the time on his watch.

What Pisco is asked to do now is the greatest value he can bring into play - he is obsessed with cherishing his body and saving his life, and tries his best to expand his network in the organization. At the same time, as a veteran, he should know many code-named members in the organization.

Pisco wrote directly for nearly a page, but only seven or eight people knew his real name.

——Of course, what was handed to him was not the paper of the Death Note.

Not to mention that Lin Jiashu does not have the need to cause so many winery members to die suddenly for the time being, and the members of the organization that Pisco knows of course include Lin Jiashu.

"Thank you, Mr. Masuyama. May I ask if the boss—that gentleman—will contact you regularly?"

"rare……"

"So, you must have seen him in person?"

"Yes, I met him over thirty years ago... but since the organization grew larger, I haven't seen him since."

"Do you remember his appearance and name?"

"I remember, I remember everything..."

Lin Jiashu saw that Masuyama Kenzo seemed to swallow his saliva.

He could see that the other party subconsciously had a strong fear of that gentleman.

"His name is Karasuma Renya."

"Then, could you please remember his appearance and write his name on this piece of paper?"

Faced with the new paper handed to him by Hayashi Yoshiki, Kenzo Masuyama did as he was told.

According to Kenzo Masuyama, he remembered what Karasuma Renya looked like more than 30 years ago.

Although it is not clear whether Karasuma Renya's appearance has changed significantly in the past thirty years, it doesn't matter - Lin Jiashu has already tested it out in the Blue Castle.

When facing someone who has had plastic surgery, if you recall her face before the surgery and write down her name, the Death Note will still work... Similarly, even if Karasuma Renya's current appearance has changed, as long as the face in Masuyama Kenzo's memory is his real face, there should be no problem.

After taking the paper with the name "Karasuma Renya" written on it, Hayashi Yoshiki took out a pen and added other content.

【Karasuma Renya】

Cause of death: Heart failure

[At 12:16 on the evening of December 18th, I personally called Pisco, a member of the organization, to inquire about the mission completion status.]

[After the 13th day, he secretly met with Jundu, a member of the organization. During this time, he shut down all surveillance and dismissed the security. He was completely open and had the utmost trust in him.]

[Died of heart failure at an unknown location at 1:7 PM on January 13th]

Karasuma Renya has always been hiding very deeply.

He hadn't been seen for so long that even Rum, the second-in-command of the organization, didn't know where he was hiding - this was very beneficial to Lin Jiashu.

As long as Karasuma Renya can do as written in the note, he can take over the entire organization without anyone noticing and disguise himself as Karasuma Renya to give orders - as for whether the security forces around Karasuma Renya will find anything unusual, he will have to control them all with the Death Note when he gets the authority.

The current time is 18:45.

Less than two minutes left.

Hayashi Yoshiki looked at the laptop that Kenzo Masuyama placed in the wine cellar.

In the original work, because Kenzo Masuyama was unable to answer the phone during the police investigation, Gin and the others could not get through to him. Later, Vodka discovered through the transmitter that Kenzo Masuyama's computer had been operating, so the two of them came directly to the wine cellar.

"I have one last favor to ask of you, Mr. Masuyama. Could you please open your computer and let me see all the important information?"

"Ok."

Kenzo Masuyama, like a puppet, would not resist at all.

He unlocked his computer.

Lin Jiashu quickly read through all the information above while waiting for the time to come.

Until the time on the watch crossed 46 minutes and reached 47 minutes——

Ding-ling-ling! Ding-ling-ling!!

Kenzo Masuyama, who was operating the computer, quickly took out the mobile phone from his pocket and glanced at Hayashi Yoshiki.

199

Chapter 199: Gin, the King of Literary Chatter

Ding-ling-ling! Ding-ling-ling!

The rapid ringing of the cell phone echoed in the quiet wine cellar.

Pisco immediately looked at Lin Jiashu and asked with his eyes: "It's Gin's call."

Gin?

"Don't answer it."

Lin Jiashu responded.

What he wrote in the Death Note was that Karasuma Renya personally called Pisco, so it was impossible for him to ask through Gin.

Pisco put down his phone.

Gin's call lasted for a while, and he hung up when he found that the call couldn't go through.

Lin Jiashu kept an eye on the time and waited until 18:50, but there was no new call on Pisco's phone - a failure.

Judging from Pisco's fearful reaction to Karasuma Renye, his memory of Karasuma Renye's appearance should be correct. However, the Death Note can only be effective on humans whose unit of time does not exceed 120 years old, and Karasuma Renye is already over 140 years old...

Lin Jiashu had anticipated this result, so he was not disappointed.

Today's harvest is enough -

He glanced at the somewhat uneasy Pisco, took out a brown hair from his pocket and walked towards the fireplace inside the wine cellar - this was the hair he had just stolen when he touched Huibara Ai's head in the meeting hall.

After placing the hair in the fireplace, Lin Jiashu smiled at Pisco and said:

"Okay, let's go back to the venue, Mr. Masuyama."

"Ok."

The two returned to the venue one after the other.

The police are now questioning Vermouth, and Kenzo Masuyama, as one of the seven suspects, has left the venue without permission for so long that he has aroused the police's vigilance. The moment he appeared, he was immediately pulled into another room for questioning.

Megure Jusan came up and said, "Brother Lin, where have you been? Do you have any clues?"

"I'm sorry, Conan just told me that Ai seems to be missing, and I've been looking for her."

"What!?"

"Did the police just notice her?"

"No, I will arrange for someone to look for it now."

"As for the case, I now have some clues..."

Hayashi Yoshiki briefly explained the techniques used by Kenzo Masuyama.

First, there was the purple handkerchief that the other party used to cover the muzzle flash when shooting, and then there was the fluorescent agent on the chandelier chain - Pisco simply called Shigehiko Tsuchiguchi under the chandelier, and then secretly shot at the place coated with fluorescent agent, causing the chandelier to fall and kill the other party.

Although the murderer was not pointed out, Megure Jusan immediately perked up after getting the direction.

Lin Jiashu left the venue under the pretext of looking for Xiao Ai.

He opened the text message Gin had just sent him.

Gin: "Where's that Pisco guy?"

Cointreau: "Under police investigation."

Gin: “?”

Cointreau: "He killed his target by shooting at the supports of the chandelier, causing it to fall, but his scheme was too crude and he is now one of the seven suspects of the police."

Cointreau: "Oh, I can eliminate four of the seven suspects directly, which means there are only three suspects left."

Cointreau: "I couldn't bear to watch him do his job. I couldn't help him. The only thing I could do was not help the police solve the case."

Pisco is such a jerk!

Gin, who was about to arrive at the Haido Hotel, suddenly looked cold after seeing Lin Jiashu's speech.

It’s just a simple killing of a person. How did this guy Pisco do it?

Compared to Cointreau, this guy is even worse than a donkey.

Gin's blood pressure started to rise when he thought about how many good-for-nothings like Pisco were collecting funding in the organization.

Gin: "Don't worry about him. Don't expose yourself."

Cointreau: "OK."

"Brother, Pisco's computer has been active just now. He seems to have looked up a lot of important information."

Vodka, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said at this time.

Gin's eyes narrowed.

"Trace the transmitter in his computer and find its exact location."

"it is good!"

At this time, Beihu Hotel was right in front of us.

When the two arrived at the door and got out of the car, Conan, who was sitting in Dr. Agasa's car next to them, also noticed them at a glance.

His face suddenly turned anxious.

"Haibara! I saw Gin, Vodka and the others, they were about to go in!"

"Don't worry, I'm out!"

"what?"

"Yashu-nii found me, but it turned out to be a misunderstanding. His editor saw me faint and sent me to my hotel room to rest."

"..."

The moment Conan heard Haibara Ai say that she was fine and her identity was not discovered by Pisco, he felt like a huge stone had fallen from his heart.

He hung up the phone directly and planned to get out of the car to follow Gin and Vodka.

Dr. Agasa wanted to stop him but couldn't.

Gin and Vodka followed the signal from the transmitter and headed straight for the wine cellar - which was in the storage room of the old building of the Haido Hotel.

The door is locked.

Gin took out his gun and pulled the trigger at the door lock.

After confirming that the door could be opened, Vodka took the gun and walked into the cellar in front of Gin without hesitation.

There was no one inside.

Gin walked straight to the laptop on the table, while Vodka was alert for a while and then went around other cabinets to search for other people.

"Why did that Pisco guy put his computer in this wine cellar?"

"I guess he's looking for a safe retreat. If he doesn't succeed at the venue, he might bring the person here to do it."

Gin's eyes fell on the laptop but found nothing, but when he turned around, he noticed a strand of brown hair in the fireplace.

His pupils dilated slightly.

He couldn't suppress a hideous smile on his face.

"Brother, let's get out of here as soon as possible."

"makes sense."

With a chuckle, Gin took the vodka and left the cellar.

But in the blink of an eye, the two of them climbed the stairs of the old building again.

Conan, who was hiding in the corner, saw the two of them walking upstairs. He didn't dare to risk following them. At the same time, he was curious about what they were doing in the wine cellar, so he went straight into the wine cellar that was locked by Gin himself.

After dusk, the snow suddenly started to fall heavier.

When Gin and Vodka walked up the stairs to the rooftop of the old building, there was already a thin layer of snow covering it.