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

On the training ground's ring, the coach held a target in each hand and continuously received Lin Jiashu's punches.

Lin Jiashu adjusted his breathing and continued punching the target in front of him.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

The right fist that cut straight ahead landed on the bull's-eye with a solid thud, and then the left fist of equal weight shook the coach's shoulder. As he stepped back slightly, Lin Jiashu had already adjusted the angle and launched another punch.

"Good rhythm, come again!"

After the coach stood firm, he clapped his hands and got ready again.

Lin Jiashu punched again.

His rhythm was fast and steady, and contrary to his handsome appearance, each of his punches was powerful.

Through the thick and soft hand target, the coach had to stabilize his center of gravity again and again to meet his punches.

This exercise continued for another half hour.

Until the coach's hands were numb from holding them up, Lin Jiashu untied his fists and let out a light breath.

A thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

But his breathing rhythm was not disordered. He just reached out and smoothed all the slightly wet hair ends to the top of his head, walked down the ring and picked up the water bottle.

The bottle contains a grapefruit-flavored energy drink, which tastes pretty good.

"Still continuing training after a five-minute break, Coach?"

“…That’s all for today.”

"Oh, okay. I'm having trouble today too."

Hamada Daisei

——This was the name the other party had previously written down in Lin Jiashu’s notes.

Hamada Daishinari was still standing on the ring. He took off the target rings in both hands while panting, and looked at Lin Jiashu, who was standing below, drinking a drink and taking out his mobile phone, with a complicated look.

This guy……

Although he looks gentle and refined, his physical functions and endurance are a little inhuman, and he learns many things very quickly.

"Ding-ling-ling~Ding-ling-ling~!"

The cell phone rings.

Lin Jiashu pressed the answer button, and just as he put it to his ear, he heard Gin's voice:

"Tonight at 10:30, come to the bar we met last time."

"OK."

“——”

Gin obviously had no habit of saying goodbye to anyone, so he hung up the phone as soon as he heard the reply.

Lin Jiashu went into the bathroom to take a shower.

It has to be said that the winery's training ground is indeed well-equipped, with everything from a shooting range to an arena, and even a swimming pool for physical training... It's worth mentioning that Lin Jiashu can take one of the guns in the shooting range away, but that would be too conspicuous for him, so he's not considering it for the time being.

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ten thirty at night

The familiar big black building, the familiar cocktail bar

When Lin Jiashu arrived on time, the vodka and gin had already arrived. The two of them were still sitting at the same table in front of the counter, but today's bartender was a new face.

"Yo."

Vodka turned his head and raised his hand to say hello.

"good evening."

Lin Jiashu came to the bar and sat down, "Gin, Mr. Vodka."

Gin smoked his cigarette without saying anything.

Vodka seemed to be hesitant to speak - why did he call his elder brother Gin, but call himself "Mr. Vodka"?

He felt like there was something stuck in his throat.

But Lin Jiashu was looking at the drink menu with a smile and didn't pay attention to him. Before he could decide what to drink, the bartender who had been busy had already handed him a glass of wine.

It was a glass of pure wine poured into a classic glass with a small amount of ice added, and its color was crystal clear.

"Cointreau."

"This distilled sweet liquor originated in France in the early 18th century. Its characteristic aroma is a rich blend of fresh fruit and sweet orange. It is suitable for blending as a liqueur, but can also be drunk neat."

Gin pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, staring at this side with green eyes, grinning:

"This is your code name."

"Cointreau..."

Lin Jiashu picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

The first feeling after taking a sip of the refreshing drink is sweetness.

The rich wine flavor that follows is mixed with light floral and fruity aromas. After the cool feeling flows into the throat, the remaining taste is the unique bittersweet alcohol of sweet wine but with the aroma of orange.

Gin snorted a laugh.

The organization's code naming logic is very particular. Men generally use distilled spirits as their code names, while women use wine or cider.

Gin thinks that the code name Cointreau is quite appropriate for Lin Jiashu.

The prominent sweetness and sweet fruity aroma are just like his good looks and polite manners, but they can never conceal the fact that Cointreau is a bottle of liquor and Lin Jiashu is also an excellent killer.

"What a congratulations."

Vodka finished his glass beside him and said, "From today on, I will call you Cointreau."

"Hmm...it's a strange feeling to get a code name."

"..."

"Will this have any impact on me?" Lin Jiashu put down his wine glass. He obtained the code name faster than he expected.

"The organization's website will give you more permissions, and no one will be watching your every move. In addition, when necessary, you can apply for special funds from the organization and have the authority to assign lower-level members to help with work."

"That sounds pretty good."

"That gentleman is very optimistic about your abilities and also approves of your plans for your public identity. Don't let him down..."

In fact, if Gin had not witnessed the scene of Lin Jiashu's "accidental murder" on the road again that day, he probably would not have introduced Lin Jiashu to the boss so quickly.

The situation of Wakamatsu Toshihide was also investigated.

Just on the night of the conflict, he arranged for a murder in self-defense...

Could it be that for this guy, even people themselves can be part of the "accident"?

However, Gin was also able to confirm that Lin Jiashu's moral level was not high. He was different from those rats who tried to go undercover and would not take the initiative to kill or harm others unless necessary... Since his identity was not a problem and his abilities were useful, Gin naturally did not hesitate to help him.

"Anyway, I just need to do my own thing well." Lin Jiashu picked up the cup and took a sip. "By the way, the organization shouldn't continue to fuel my fame, right?"

"No."

"That's good."

There are many undercover agents hiding in the winery.

Although Lin Jiashu didn't want to stay in the winery forever, the undercover agents wouldn't think so without knowing the truth... If the winery promoted his content too much, it would inevitably be noticed by an intelligence group.

It would be convenient if I had the "Eye of Death".

Now we have to hide slowly until we get the faces and names of all the important senior executives in the winery.

Chapter 37: Vodka's Invitation

Halfway through drinking, Gin suddenly stood up and left.

Watching him go to the bathroom, Vodka secretly glanced at Lin Jiashu. He wanted to follow him but was too embarrassed to do so.

The two of them were left drinking quietly at the bar.

Under the dim light, the bartender stood behind the bar, silently wiping the glasses. Lin Jiashu looked at the dazzling array of drinks in the wine cabinet with a smile, while Vodka had already finished his glass, but he was still looking at the glass.

This wine glass looks like a real wine glass.

he thought.

"Mr. Vodka."

"Ugh"

He responded almost the moment Lin Jiashu spoke, which surprised the former.

Vodka realized that he had overreacted a bit, so he cleared his throat and said, "What is it?"

"Do you have any wine recommendations?"

"Recommended wine?"

So it was just about the drink? Vodka replied, "I usually drink a Vodka Martini..."

"Using your own codename for the wine?"

"Everyone in the organization is more accustomed to drinking the wine related to their code name."

Vodka explained.

While he was talking, he asked the bartender for another drink.

Lin Jiashu could understand.

Apart from anything else, people in the winery must pay attention to their code names. After drinking various related cocktails, you will get used to it and most of them will like it.

The bartender quickly brought a vodka martini to Vodka.

The latter took the wine glass.

Lin Jiashu noticed that his eyes under his sunglasses were always fixed on the wine in front of him, never looking anywhere else...especially not here.

In fact, Vodka was a little intimidated by him.

Lin Jiashu, no, Jundu is too evil—

That method of killing is unheard of.

Every move of the guy he targeted was according to the script he designed. In the end, he didn't even know how he died or who targeted him...

My eldest brother once said that his observation ability might have reached an inhuman level, especially that the college student who offended him could be used in this way. Perhaps he also has the ability to control people's hearts to a certain extent.

The point is that he must be very dark inside.

Vodka agreed with his brother's judgment, because he felt that the reason why Cointreau always had a smile on his face was probably because his thoughts were too dark in his heart and he had to disguise himself like that.

But he didn't dare reveal these.

Think about it! That college student had been framed as a murderer for only slightly offending him. Vodka didn't want to be happily driving around one day when the steering wheel suddenly lost control and he ended up getting shot in the head with a steel pipe...

Thinking about that scene, even Vodka, who has killed countless people, feels a little chilling.

"Mr. Vodka."

"...Just call me Vodka."

Although he wanted to remain silent and not let Lin Jiashu observe too much about him, he was afraid that Lin Jiashu was actually very narrow-minded.

"But why do you just call me 'Sir' when you call me 'Big Brother'?"

"Because Gin is the type of person who doesn't care whether others use honorifics or not, so I just didn't bother to call him that."

Do you think I would care about this kind of thing?

Vodka wondered if he was trying to sow discord between him and his elder brother, since he had a respectful title and he didn't.

"What is Mr. Vodka's name?"

“…Why are you asking this?”

"I have a habit of collecting people's names." Lin Jiashu looked at him with a smile, holding a notebook and pen. "A name is the first way to understand a person. When people get to know each other outside, they all start by exchanging names. Mr. Vodka already knows my name is Lin Jiashu."