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

A reporter stood in front of the camera, reporting live to the Mika City news station: "There are only 4 minutes left until the explosion! But, for some reason, Mr. Lin has not yet cut the last wire! What's going on!?"

"...Only four minutes left, isn't this enough, Jundu?"

Hearing the news broadcast on TV, Vodka couldn't help but get nervous.

Gin calmly smoked his cigarette.

"Keep an eye on what you're supposed to be doing."

"OK……"

Upon hearing this, Vodka turned his gaze back to the monitor screen, and within a few seconds, he suddenly noticed a suspicious person who met Cointreau's requirements.

He immediately sent the message to Lin Jiashu.

Meanwhile, Amuro Tooru, who had already arrived at the scene, frantically searched for suspicious people around him while frantically making calls and sending text messages to Hayashi Yoshiki's phone.

However, there has been no response.

asshole!

Hayashi Yoshiki, answer the phone!

He gritted his teeth and kept dialing the phone, listening to the busy tone on the other end, feeling so anxious that he wanted to kill someone.

Finally, just as Amuro Tooru stared at the time on his phone with eyes wide with rage,

"Hello, Mr. Amuro?"

Sitting outside the elevator car, Hayashi Yoshiki used scissors to cut the last three wires of the bomb in front of him before leisurely answering Amuro Tooru's call.

"Hayashi Yoshiki!! Cut the bomb!!!"

"..."

"Who do you think you are, some kind of police officer or public security officer?! Sacrificing you to pinpoint the location of the next bomb?! Are you kidding me?! Hurry up and cut the last wire!!"

"Don't get so agitated, Mr. Amuro."

"Shut up!"

"I'm sorry it took me so long to get through to you."

"Cut the bomb!"

"I've always been quite happy that my firm was able to hire an assistant like you. Well, there are only a little over three minutes left... Finally, could you please pass on a few words to Aunt Eri and Ran for me?"

"Stop talking nonsense, you bastard!!"

"I'm always grateful for Aunt Eri's care, and Ran, although she keeps saying I always give in to others, I can actually always feel her thoughtfulness towards me... Also, please tell Uncle Mori to smoke less. Pachinko and horse racing are just for fun, we shouldn't always make Ran worry about them... Oh, and Conan—"

Hayashi Yoshiki's leisurely voice made Amuro Tooru blush.

At this moment, what echoed in the mind of this policeman were the faces of his two classmates who had sacrificed their lives, and the images of their bodies, their faces blurred after being engulfed by the bomb.

And those two faces are now slowly transforming into Lin Jiashu's likeness.

Younger than both of them...

Lin Jiashu's face was always smiling gently, and his demeanor was elegant and polite. He was more gentle and kind than anyone else.

He would break his principle of refusing to accept missing person requests in order to help helpless women; he would risk his life to rescue relatives and friends when they were in danger; and he would force himself to help strangers in life-threatening situations even when he was covered in wounds... Amuro Tooru, who deeply loves this country, has always felt fortunate and happy that this country has produced young people like Hayashi Yoshiki.

But now, such a junior is about to die right under his nose?

Like his two best friends, he was forced by the bomber to die helplessly in front of him, even though he wasn't a policeman.

Are you kidding me?!

Hearing his calm yet slightly cheerful voice, Amuro Tooru roared, "I'm up on Tokyo Tower now! If you're not going to cut the bomb, then I might as well die up here too!"

"..."

There was a moment of silence over there.

"Don't joke around, Mr. Amuro."

"I'm not kidding you! Listen, you're carrying more than just your own life on your shoulders now! If I die, I won't be able to relay what you just confessed! If you want to say it, then keep your life and say it yourself!"

"..."

An even longer silence followed, and after a long while, Lin Jiashu spoke again:

"Mr. Amuro, you're not gay and you have a crush on me, are you?"

Upon hearing this at such a time, veins popped out on Amuro Tooru's forehead.

He stared intently at the Tokyo Tower in front of him—less than a minute remained.

He was lying to Yoshiki about being on Tokyo Tower, since the area around the tower was completely surrounded and he couldn't get through. Besides, there was no elevator, so it was impossible for him to climb up in just four minutes.

Now he can only hope that Lin Jiashu will come to his senses.

10……9……8……7……6……

As noon drew ever closer, everyone watched Tokyo Tower with bated breath.

Ultimately, no explosion occurred.

The red spire remained motionless, much to the relief of the police officers whose hearts had been pounding.

Odagiri Toshiro and Inspector Megure exchanged a glance and nodded to each other—even though another dangerous bomb was currently missing, at least for now, the fact that Hayashi Yoshiki was safe was the most fortunate thing for them.

suddenly,

Inspector Megure and Toshiro Odagiri received a message from Yoshiki Hayashi on their phones.

Yoshiki Hayashi: "The bomb is at Teitan High School, and the perpetrator is probably in the vicinity."

"Act quickly! Also, send people to the tower immediately for rescue!"

"Yes!"

Inspector Megure immediately led his men away from the scene.

Odagiri Toshiro stayed behind and waited until Hayashi Yoshiki was brought down by rescuers twenty minutes later.

The superintendent stared at the approaching young man with a stern face.

"Isn't this something to celebrate? Why are you making such a scary face, Minister Odagiri?"

"Do you think we'd celebrate making a citizen do this?! If you actually died up there, it would be an indelible disgrace for our Metropolitan Police Department,"

Odagiri Toshiro's tense face showed no sign of relaxation; his hawk-like gaze was fixed on Hayashi Yoshiki, and after a long while, he was speechless.

Finally, he chose to salute him.

Lin Jiashu smiled.

He glanced at the time on his left wrist, then looked at Amuro Tooru who was running over, and laughed, "So the news that you were up there was a lie, Mr. Amuro."

"What on earth are you thinking?! What do you think you're doing?!"

"...Shouldn't an assistant talk to the boss like that?"

"I've finished my work report, it's time to leave work now!"

"what……"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Time goes forward

Location change

On a pedestrian bridge not far from Teitan High School, a demolition suspect brazenly used binoculars to observe the school in front of him.

Only five seconds left...

Although the bomb at Tokyo Tower had a slight mishap that prevented the police from getting involved but instead attracted the detectives, and in the end the fuse was cut so it wouldn't explode.

But it doesn't matter, as long as the bomb in the school is detonated, the police will pay the price.

The bomber kept staring at his watch, but even after the time ran out, the school remained calm and peaceful.

He was immediately taken aback.

Just as he was wondering if there was a problem with the time setting and was about to take out his phone to remotely detonate it, the phone rang next to him.

"I'm so sorry, but the phone call you made is now in our hands."

He looked around in a bit of a panic and found a group of plainclothes police officers standing next to him.

Inspector Megure was holding a keypad phone—the very phone the bomber had planted on the bomb to receive remote control commands.

"Thanks to Brother Lin, our demolition team had already secretly entered the school and disarmed the bomb you planted in the warehouse." Inspector Megure looked at him seriously. "Your game of toying with the police ends here. Next—"

Upon hearing this, the bomber suddenly pointed his binoculars at Megure Juichi and paused. Just as the police were about to rush up and arrest him, he seized the opportunity and jumped off the overpass.

He landed steadily on top of an SUV that was just passing by the overpass, and immediately grabbed the frame on the roof to try to get away from the police.

"Don't even think about escaping!"

Seeing this, Sato Miwako immediately seized the opportunity and jumped off the overpass, landing perfectly on top of a bus.

now,

Gin and Vodka, who were staying in a nearby building, leaned against the window and watched this scene.

"Hey"

Vodka chuckled, took out the remote control, and pressed the button.

boom!!!!!!!!!!

Suddenly, an explosion occurred on the street.

The sudden explosions in a car parked on the roadside, a mailbox, and a flower bed caused passersby to scream. The bus driver, who was sitting on Sato Miwako, was also startled by the noise and immediately slammed on the brakes.

Miwako Sato was thrown off the car, but she deftly rolled over to dissipate the force, only sustaining minor injuries.

"Damn it! They even planted bombs in the street!?"

"Quickly check if there are any wounded!"

"Quickly give chase! We can't let that guy get away!"

The plainclothes police officers on the overpass were shocked and furious upon seeing this. They quickly ran down the overpass to clean up the mess and made phone calls for backup.

The explosives thug, who was lying on the SUV and speeding away, was also extremely shocked.

what happened?

Did you not plant any bombs here?

...And what's wrong with this car? How could it keep driving forward without caring about such a terrifying thing as a bomb exploding?

Meanwhile, in the driver's seat of the SUV, a burly man dressed in all black made a phone call: "Hey, brother! That coward really did jump onto the roof of our car. Should we just take him to our destination like this?"

"Yes, take him away, as long as he's out of the police's sight."

"okay!"

After hanging up the phone, Tequila completely disregarded the feelings of the explosives on the roof of the car and stepped on the gas to accelerate the vehicle.

265

Chapter 265: Let "Kira" kill the criminal?

Three days have passed since the Tokyo Tower bombing, and the entire Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department remains shrouded in an indescribable sense of oppression.

The bomb disposal perpetrator escaped!

He escaped right before my eyes when I was just one step away from arresting him!

If it were just an ordinary criminal, it wouldn't be so bad, but this was a scumbag who was extremely hostile to the police and so depraved that he dared to take ordinary citizens hostage without caring about harming them!

"Sir, we've received another fax!"

"What!?"

“All the police stations in our jurisdiction received this fax at the same time, and now the officers in each jurisdiction are in an uproar.”

With a grim expression, Inspector Megure stormed into Kiyonaga Matsumoto's office and handed him a fax.

Matsumoto Kiyonaga took it and glanced at it, then his expression changed drastically.

"This time it's a real overtime."