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

And that helicopter that was circling outside Tokyo Tower just now...

"Have you retrieved the CCTV footage from the observation deck?"

"Reporting to Inspector Megure, the surveillance cameras at the observation deck are not working. Not only that, all the surveillance cameras in the entire Tokyo Tower have been deliberately cut off and all records have been deleted."

"What!?"

"Inspector Megure, we've found a male corpse outside, riddled with gunshot wounds!"

"..."

The constant stream of messages was giving Inspector Megure a bit of a headache.

Fortunately, after a short while, Lin Jiashu suddenly woke up.

He sat up.

The anesthetic injection made his head feel heavy, which was not a comfortable experience at all... Feeling all this, he suddenly admired Kogoro Mouri a little.

"Inspector Megure?"

"It's so good to see you awake, Brother Lin!"

Megure Juzo's expression was as if he had seen a savior. "What on earth is going on?"

"More important than this, we need to get to Prosecutor Matsumoto... He's being held in an abandoned hut deep in the Beika Forest, hurry!"

"Mikka Forest? Okay, okay!"

Chapter 355: The FBI's Response

Afternoon

The air conditioner was running smoothly in the spacious room.

The white gauze curtains obscured the view outside the window.

Only the intense midday sun pierced through the soft gauze curtains and streamed into the room, casting the shadows of the pothos plants on the windowsill, which swayed gently in the sunlight.

When Lin Jiashu opened her eyes, she felt that the warm, moist sensation was incredibly comfortable.

He smiled.

Just as he was about to sit up, a pair of hands gently supported his back.

Amidst the sticky, sticky sounds of saliva in the background, he glanced up at the time.

14:49 minutes

He reached out and stroked the woman's head, caressing her soft, chestnut-brown hair, before his hand gradually moved to her lovely, beautiful face.

Chirp chirp chirp

With her cheeks being supported, Shimizu Reiko pouted and deliberately made a loud sound.

Aren't you tired?

"tired……"

She finally stopped, but pressed her pretty face tightly against it, her hoarse voice, hoarse from calling out all night, filled with longing and affection: "But, I don't want to rest~"

"You are really very cute, Reiko."

Shimizu Reiko was actually a few years older than Hayashi Yoshiki, but at this moment she had a contented expression like a little girl.

"Of course, I also want to thank Miss Qinglan."

Lin Jiashu said softly, then turned her face to the side and gave a gentle smile: "I'm resting very comfortably."

moment,

Pu Siqinglan, who was kneeling behind him with her legs together, had tears in her eyes and spoke in a very soft voice: "...It's good that Mr. Lin has had enough rest."

"Hmm, I don't know if it's the effect of the anesthetic, but I feel like I haven't slept enough."

Would you like to rest a little longer?

"No."

Upon hearing that Yoshiki Hayashi did not intend to rest, Reiko Shimizu immediately tried to climb up.

But Lin Jiashu rejected her.

"Reiko, you should get some rest first. After all, you helped me with such an important thing last night."

Lin Jiashu smiled brightly and, before she could even whine, said, "Beauty sleep is very important for girls, right? I hope you can always stay beautiful while I'm with me."

"Yes, ma'am!"

She playfully made a salute gesture.

Lin Jiashu got out of bed and went into the bathroom.

Turn on the shower, and as the warm water sprays down from above, the stickiness all over your body is cleansed away.

Lin Jiashu swept all her hair back.

At this moment, Pu Siqinglan walked in.

Holding a towel, she gently helped Lin Jiashu wipe his body.

"Have you finished checking all the emails I asked you to check yesterday, Miss Qinglan?"

"Yes, I have confirmed that all the contents of those emails have been cleared, and I have also checked the lockers at Mihana Station and Koki Station, and there are no problems."

Pu Siqinglan's voice mingled with the sound of the shower water.

She continued her report: "I have reviewed the data that Mr. Lin asked me to copy. Please rest assured, I have used several intermediaries and concealed methods, and no one will discover that I have obtained the data."

"Thank you."

Lin Jiashu thanked him gently.

He reached out and embraced Pu Siqinglan's slender waist, then pressed his lips to hers and kissed her.

"As expected, Miss Qinglan is very capable."

Pu Siqinglan almost collapsed into his arms.

The happiness she felt at that moment was almost overwhelming.

But as Lin Jiashu gently patted her, she steadied herself, turned around so her back was to Lin Jiashu, and reached out to hold onto the glass of the shower room.

"Mr. Lin..."

It took Lin Jiashu quite a while to finally come out of the bathroom, change into clean clothes, and then leave—he needed to go to the Metropolitan Police Department to complete the statement regarding last night's incident.

As for the spy list, he will confirm it later.

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.

"No, I still can't get in touch with Xiu."

In one of the rooms, Judy Starling paced anxiously back and forth.

Also in the room with her was a middle-aged man with silver hair and beard, who looked quite refined and wore black-rimmed glasses.

"Don't worry too much, Shuichi may have his own plans."

"Even if they have a plan, they can't just keep us in the dark like this, right? Besides, there hasn't been any action lately."

Judy was a little anxious.

It's been almost a week, and Shuichi Akai has suddenly vanished without a trace, as if he's evaporated into thin air.

This is very unusual.

Although Shuichi Akai often acts like a lone wolf in the FBI, he is never silent when contacted, and he always submits a report whenever he operates alone.

However, this time there was no movement at all.

James Black crossed his arms and remained silent.

He also found Shuichi Akai's disappearance very strange.

What is he planning to do?

Or is he hiding something because he suspects something?

Trusting each other's abilities, the two didn't even consider the possibility of the other's death.

James Black, deep in thought, was unaffected by Judy's anxiety, though a shadow of gloom clouded his eyes behind his glasses... Shuichi Akai was an excellent subordinate, but perhaps a little too excellent.

James Black is quite interesting—in every sense of the word—as the boss of Shuichi Akai and Jodie.

First of all, he shares the same first name as James Moriarty and was also born on Baker Street in London, and even his last name is "Black".

The Conan world is heavily influenced by Sherlock Holmes.

Interestingly, although he is Holmes' nemesis, Moriarty actually appears very rarely in the Sherlock Holmes series. He is not a well-known criminal like Al Capone; on the contrary, Professor Moriarty has an excellent reputation.

Apart from a few individuals, including Sherlock Holmes, no one considered Moriarty to be the so-called "Napoleon of the criminal world."

—More importantly, in the original work, both Shuichi Akai and Conan expressed their distrust of the FBI's top brass regarding the two silver bullets.

James Black's phone vibrated slightly.

He picked it up and glanced at it; what caught his eye was an anonymous text message:

"Shuichi Akai is dead."

"..."

In that instant, James's hand holding the phone tightened slightly.

His eyes were fixed on that one line of text message.

Judy, who was pacing back and forth, seemed to notice his unease and looked over to ask, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, just a report from below. They still haven't found Shuichi."

As he spoke, he casually put away his phone and said, "Shuichi may have his own ideas, but since he's hiding and not communicating with us, let's just pretend he's missing and continue searching... Maybe our actions will help him."

"..."

Judy nodded.

This is the only way.

But for some reason, she always felt uneasy.

Chapter 356: What you have now is not enough to cover the costs and benefits you've offered.

"I don't know... I didn't get a clear look at the face of the person who kidnapped me."

"He ambushed me from behind with a stun gun and knocked me unconscious. When I woke up, I was already tied up in that little cabin."

While Lin Jiashu was giving his statement, Matsumoto Kiyonaga was also recounting his experience of being kidnapped.

With his hands and feet bound and his mouth gagged, he was left alone in that small wooden hut for two or three days; it was pure torture.

It's fortunate that Ireland planned to make Matsumoto Kiyonaga take the blame after the mission was completed; otherwise, the latter would be dead by now.

"Judging from the traces left at the scene, the suspect, who was impersonating Prosecutor Matsumoto, obtained the memory card but was then killed by his accomplice."

No one else present objected to the conclusion reached by Inspector Megure.

The police database had no information on crimes related to Ireland, and there was also the ruthless accomplice who flew an armed helicopter. In addition, there were no clues... The Metropolitan Police Department had no choice but to close the case.

As for how the police will react, that's their business.

"consultant."

After the meeting, Matsumoto Kiyonaga originally wanted to thank Hayashi Yoshiki properly and strengthen their relationship, but Odagiri Toshiro gave him a look.

After everyone else had left, Hayashi Yoshiki greeted them with a smile, "It's been a long time, Manager Odagiri."

The other person nodded.

After a brief silence, Odagiri Toshiro looked into Hayashi Yoshiki's eyes: "What are the current thoughts of the advisors on the task force?"

"...I have no ideas. After all, no matter how much manpower and resources we've spent, we still haven't been able to catch the culprit. I think that we're still able to maintain the name of this special task force, thanks in large part to Chief Odagiri, right?"

The task force investigating the accidental homicide is now practically defunct.

After confirming that the accidental homicide was related to artificial intelligence, senior police officials ultimately decided to halt the investigation.

After all, it was not worth it to invest so many police officers and get nothing in return... In the end, the task force only kept a few cats and dogs, and the goal changed from catching the murderer to collecting relevant case information and filing it.