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

He opened the trunk of the car and put the shopping bags hanging on his body into it one by one, while Vermouth stood by the car and took out her mobile phone to make a restaurant reservation for the evening - she was the type who would enjoy a luxurious life when she had no tasks.

At this time, on the street opposite the car, a crane construction vehicle was working.

There is a billboard hanging under the wire rope, which is now slowly rising into the air and ready to be installed outside the shopping mall.

The crane worker sitting in the crane truck controlled the steering of the boom. This simple job was not challenging for a skilled worker like him. While quickly lifting and adjusting the position of the billboard, he reached out to take the cigarette from his lips and prepared to put it out.

But his hand reaching for the makeshift ashtray suddenly shook, and the cigarette butt fell to his feet.

The man bent down to pick up the cigarette butt. At that moment, the steel wire rope holding the billboard at the front end of the crane arm outside the operation room suddenly broke. The slight vibration that fed back made him look up in astonishment. He saw that the billboard, which had lost half of its steel wire rope support, suddenly tilted and swayed disturbingly in the air.

Seeing that the billboard did not fall, the crane worker hurriedly manipulated the swing arm to turn back and lowered the height of the billboard.

Suddenly, another wire rope broke.

The billboard, which lost another support, shook and was about to fall in mid-air. It swayed at a low altitude due to inertia. At this time, the sudden wind blew violently against the window of the operating room, and the clanging sound hit the heart of the lifting worker.

He hurriedly lowered the billboard that was shaking violently, but in order to put the billboard safely on the ground, he still needed to control the swing arm to turn around, which caused the billboard to shake faster due to inertia.

Just as the billboard was about to fall to the ground, a white car appeared in the lane behind and drove towards it quickly. The billboard swung back and forth due to inertia and slammed into the side of the speeding car like a golf club aimed at a golf ball - with a "bang" sound, the speeding car was hit by the billboard and deviated from the lane, and violently crashed into the car parked on the opposite street.

Vermouth has noticed the movement here.

But the accident happened too quickly. She only saw the billboard's wire rope suddenly break and hit the speeding car. When the car hit her at a rapid speed, she only had time to step back a little.

boom! !

The front of the white car slammed fiercely into the car in front of Vermouth. The force generated in that instant caused the car to shake. The explosive impact and glass fragments rushed towards Vermouth, who only had time to step back a little, causing her to be thrown back and fall to the ground.

The man standing behind the car carrying the shopping items was also obviously injured.

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!

The car's burglar alarm echoed miserably.

Vermouth fell down in fear.

“What a mess, Vermouth…!”

On the rooftop of an apartment building not far away, Gin couldn't help grinning as he watched this scene through a telescope.

It was he who revealed to Cointreau Vermouth's movements and location over the past few days.

It seemed that the woman had some unpleasantness after a breakdown in talks with Cointreau, so it was said that he wanted to teach her a lesson... Gin was very interested in this matter.

He has also been annoyed with this jerk woman who plays the role of a riddle teller all day long for a long time.

“It’s amazing…”

Vodka couldn't help swallowing. He looked at Vermouth, who seemed to be sitting there for a long time before she had enough strength to stand up. He couldn't help but say, "There shouldn't be any follow-up, right?"

What he meant was that Lin Jiashu always liked to ruthlessly kill the target in a series of accidents when the target was just beginning to feel fortunate that the disaster was slower than him.

Gin didn't answer.

In fact, he was a little worried about this problem. Even though Cointreau said that he was just giving her a lesson and would not take Vermouth's life, who knew if he would suddenly become addicted and unable to stop.

If Cointreau really couldn't control himself and killed Vermouth...

"..."

Gin's eyes were fixed on the ground below.

Fortunately, that kind of thing did not happen in the end. Everything was calm until Vermouth left.

Vermouth made a phone call and asked someone to come and pick her up.

The impact just now caused her some internal injuries, making it difficult for her to move.

That Cointreau guy...!

Even without evidence, Vermouth knew that it must have been Cointreau who did it. After all, it was too far-fetched to say that such an incredible accident happened naturally!

Is it a warning?

Sitting in the back seat of a sedan, Vermouth covered her heart with her hands, but her eyes were bright.

She couldn't even help but smile.

Jundu really cares about the people around him.

He gave himself such an unforgettable warning to show his attitude, but he didn't kill himself directly and tear his face off with Rum...

It seems that he also doesn't want the people around him to be in danger.

If that's the case, it's not impossible for Vermouth to tolerate him appearing next to Xiaolan.

thinking,

The woman reluctantly took out her cell phone.

After finding the nickname Cointreau in the contacts, she hesitated for a while, but still sent a text message.

Vermouth: "I give in, Cointreau, I surrender to you."

Within two minutes of sending the text message, she received a reply.

Cointreau: “Then ask the driver to stop.”

What do you mean?

Holding her aching chest, Vermouth looked ahead and quickly realized something and asked the driver to stop the car.

The lower-level members who were called over were a little confused, but still stepped on the brakes as ordered.

Cars passed them one after another on the road.

The driver couldn't help but look back and asked, "Sir, what's wrong?"

Vermouth just endured the pain and said nothing.

Suddenly, she heard loud braking sounds and screams from the front. Looking up, she saw a chain reaction accident that had inexplicably occurred on the road ahead.

"..."

Vermouth just felt a chill.

a long time,

She texted Lin Jiashu again: "It's gone now, right?"

212

Chapter 212: Whitewash

Gin certainly helped.

With him reporting Vermouth's location and actions over the past few days, Lin Jiashu was able to prevent her from suffering these accidents without writing her name in the Death Note.

The person written in the Death Note is actually a bag-carrying tool ordered by Vermouth.

As long as he wrote down what happened to him in the Death Note, and then used the content of the account to affect Vermouth but not cause her death, the Death Note's judgment in this regard could be easily established.

The day after the Twilight Annex incident, Hayashi Yoshiki returned to Beika Town.

He was quite happy about what he discussed with Bai Ma Tan - Lin Jiashu had long thought that his actions would attract the attention of the task force investigating the accidental homicide case.

After all, he is a bit high-profile.

A single accidental killing would be fine, but members of the organization used "accidents" to escape the enemy's pursuit several times, which would inevitably be noticed by officials who were trying hard to investigate terrorists.

But this is also an opportunity for him, an opportunity that allows him to easily contact the top leaders of the Red Team and then become a member of the Red Team by controlling them.

Lin Jiashu's current situation is still a bit dangerous.

As he gained more and more trust from the black team, the situation would become very passive if he was discovered by an undercover agent like Bourbon. However, if he could infiltrate the red team, even if it was just a little background, he would have enough leeway to mediate.

So the detective identity I chose at the beginning was the right one.

It is also right to try your best to show yourself and differentiate yourself from ordinary detectives.

"..."

After thinking a lot, Lin Jiashu finally closed the Death Note again.

——After leaving the Dusk Villa, the news of this incident was unsurprisingly blocked.

Not to mention the influence of this inestimable golden building on the officialdom, Lin Jiashu guessed that Karasuma Renya probably had not given up his attention on the Twilight Annex - the tragedy that occurred in the annex might be his punishment for those who coveted his collection.

"What car should I buy this time?"

He began to think about this problem.

He felt quite comfortable driving the Mercedes-Benz E-W210, but he was thinking about trying a different car.

At this moment, he suddenly received a call on his cell phone.

"Hey?"

"it's me."

Gin's cold voice came from the other side.

Then Lin Jiashu suddenly heard him ask, "Was your car bombed?"

"how do you know?"

"Oh……"

Gin sneered and didn't answer.

How could he know? Of course, it was because the matter of the Dusk Villa reached the boss's ears.

Considering that the organization occasionally engages in extortion, it is understandable that the more money the better for the winery - there is no way that Karasuma Renya would give up those countless gold.

However, the ownership of the villa has been passed down through many people and is now exposed to the authorities, so it is still a matter of figuring out how to get it.

But even so, it did not stop Karasuma Renya from being in high spirits.

Especially after knowing that the mystery that troubled him was solved by the organization's cadres——

"Boss is very satisfied with your performance." Gin said this, paused, and then said: "Do you still remember the identity of that loser Pisco before his death?"

"Remember, the chairman of the automobile group, right?"

"There are some nice cars here. Come over later and pick one."

"……it is good."

Lin Jiashu didn't refuse.

Before Gin hung up the phone, he suddenly said, "You did a good job on Vermouth."

"..."

Later

Lin Jiashu took a taxi to the address sent by Vodka.

——It was a large warehouse.

When he entered, Lin Jiashu discovered that there were no less than twenty cars parked inside... and most of them were luxury cars.

"Yo, bro!!"

A loud voice with a Kansai accent came.

"Hahaha, I heard that you gave that bitch Vermouth a good lesson? Well done! Hahaha!" Diana laughed loudly.

A lot of people gathered in the bright warehouse, all of them were familiar faces to Lin Jiashu.

"I heard that Calvados is very annoyed with your behavior. Be careful with him."

Cohen, who was originally looking at the car seriously, reminded Lin Jiashu right away.

"Calvados?" Lin Jiashu smiled.

"He dares!?" Upon hearing this, Tequila immediately clenched his fists.

"Do you want me to help you scare him?" Chianti came closer.

"Just a fool who's only good at sniping. Don't worry about him."

Gin didn't seem interested in talking about that guy and said directly, "Let's look at the car."

Lin Jiashu looked around at the cars.