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

"I'm so sorry I'm late. I accidentally dropped it when I came over, so I brewed a new pot."

She walked in, apologizing.

She paused as she placed the teapot in front of Xiaolan.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes, don't worry, it's alright."

The maid answered Xiaolan's question and then stood aside.

Xiaolan was still looking at the contents of the DV photo album.

The Kingdom of Vespania is indeed a very beautiful country; otherwise, the murdered Sakura Queen wouldn't have cared so much about the country's natural resources.

Just then, the maid who had just brought the teapot walked to the window of the room and pulled back the curtains.

This action was seen by another maid, who immediately stopped her, saying, "No, danger is everywhere now, you'd better close the curtains quickly—"

Xiaolan was about to say something when the door to the room was pushed open.

Lin Jiashu walked in.

"What's wrong?"

"No, Yoshiki-san, it's just—"

The maid who drew back the curtains had a respectful smile on her face, but her expression changed instantly when she saw the "princess" smiling and calling out "Brother Jiashu" and getting up.

"wrong!"

She suddenly turned around and looked out the window.

But the next moment, as if in slow motion, a tiny fire suddenly flickered in the darkness in the distance, making her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

The gun was fired.

After receiving Gin's order to "take action," Grapa, who had set up his sniper rifle, seized the few seconds that the curtains were open to aim and pull the trigger.

The muzzle of the sniper rifle flashed.

Before the brass-colored cartridge case even hit the ground, the bullet had already shattered the glass window.

Xiao Lan opened her eyes wide.

While she was still holding a DV camera, she was tackled by Hayashi Yoshiki and probably hadn't even realized what was happening yet.

It wasn't until she was slammed to the ground and felt pain in her buttocks that she realized something was wrong.

"Brother Jiashu?"

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Lin Jiashu's voice was steady.

Vermouth, disguised as a maid, stared intently at the two people lying on the ground.

She immediately turned around to look at the sniper position.

At this moment, Gin, who was observing the room through binoculars, also had a stiff expression.

Cointreau?

How did that guy end up here?

At this moment, he was filled with doubts.

"Damn it, that bastard—!"

Grapa was somewhat annoyed.

He was already frustrated enough that he failed to snipe his target last night, but when he tried to get revenge today, he was stopped by some clueless man.

"Since that's the case, then I'll kill you both—"

Pulling the safety bolt, Grapa prepared to strike again.

"and many more."

Gin spoke up to stop him.

However, Grapa ignored it.

He wasn't Gin's subordinate, and two consecutive failed attempts were already enough to annoy him. You have to know that the organization never shows any mercy to useless people.

Grapa's eyes were fixed on the muzzle of the gun as he aimed again.

"I told you to stop!"

Gin pulled out a gun and pressed it against Grapa's forehead.

Under his overflowing murderous aura and ferocious gaze, Grapa was afraid.

His finger, poised to pull the trigger, froze.

"Gin?"

"Hey?"

Several people nearby looked puzzled upon seeing this.

However, Gin ignored them, his dark green eyes fixed on the target's room.

wrong.

That's not the goal.

When he saw Cointreau stand up, clutching his shoulder, and the girl looked somewhat apprehensive and worried, he quickly realized what Vermouth's "Something's not right" meant through the bugging device.

Given Cointreau's importance, Gin was certainly aware of the girl named Ran Mouri beside him.

Soon, alarm bells rang loudly inside the palace.

The bodyguards and soldiers quickly moved out and rushed to the room. Upon seeing this, Gin realized that he could no longer stay there.

"retreat!"

He suppressed his anger, spoke coldly, and immediately turned and left.

The group quickly set off, got into a vehicle, and left the area.

As they sped up to the streets outside the palace, Conan, who had returned from his investigation with Daisuke Jigen, glanced over and saw Gin sitting in one of the cars. His expression immediately changed.

Then, remembering that they came from the palace of Vespania, he became even more anxious.

"Dad, the people in those cars aren't right!"

"I told you not to call me dad!"

Daisuke Jigen angrily pressed down on his head.

It was at this moment that they noticed the alarms sounding in the palace.

Chapter 372: Are you a pig? Vermouth

"Xiao Lan! Ashu!!"

Upon hearing that a shooting had occurred, Kogoro Mouri rushed in.

He rushed ahead of the group of bodyguards and pushed open the door in a flurry.

What I saw was Xiao Lan, who was being moved to another room, tearfully and frantically bandaging Lin Jiashu's arm.

"...Are you alright?"

He walked up, his voice a little hoarse.

"It's nothing, just a scratch, nothing serious."

Lin Jiashu smiled.

Just as Xiaolan was about to say something, Count Keith walked in:

"I have heard about the situation. I didn't expect that someone would be so impatient to take action at this time. I am very sorry."

"What are you saying now that you're still making sarcastic remarks?!"

Kogoro Mouri angrily rushed forward and grabbed Keith by the collar. "My daughter and Itsuki were shot! Is this what you call absolutely safe in the palace?! It's only because they're alright now, otherwise I would never have let you get away with this!"

"..."

Keith did not refute.

He looked at Kogoro Mouri, who was roaring so hard that the veins on his neck were bulging, and waited until he calmed down a bit before saying, "I'm really sorry... I will make it up to you."

"Who the hell wants your compensation?!"

What happened at that time?

Keith ignored Kogoro Mouri and looked at the maid on the other side.

The maid hesitated for a moment.

"Roy opened the curtains in the room, and then the sniping happened."

"Roy?"

Upon hearing this, Keith's expression turned serious. "Where is she now?"

"Roy? She seems to have disappeared!"

The maid was astonished.

At that moment, a commotion arose from the bodyguards' quarters.

"Lord Keith! We found Miss Roy in the bathroom next door! She seems to have been drugged and passed out."

"what?"

The bewildered maid was quickly brought over.

When she heard that it was she who had opened the curtains and almost caused Xiaolan to be sniped, she was so frightened that she almost fell to the ground. She hurriedly explained that when she went out to prepare black tea, someone suddenly knocked her unconscious with a cloth... The brewed black tea was also spilled, causing the boiling tea to scald her foot.

Looking at the burns on her feet, Keith's expression turned serious.

Kogoro Mouri quickly came to a guess:

"I know, it's Lupin!"

"what?"

"Legend has it that Lupin has a thousand faces, and he can conjure up any disguise with ease. So he drugged the maid while she was preparing tea, and then planned to harm Ran to cause chaos in the palace so he could steal the Queen's Crown!"

His argument was reasonable and well-founded.

However, Koichi Zenigata, who had spent most of his life hunting Lupin, came forward to deny this, stating that Lupin was not the kind of villain who would stop at nothing to such an extent.

Lin Jiashu did not participate in the discussion.

After his wound was bandaged, he got up and left.

"I suddenly remembered something I need to investigate. Don't worry, I'll be back soon."

Looking at Xiaolan, who was clutching his clothes with a worried expression, Lin Jiashu smiled gently.

He then left.

As he found a secluded spot, a man dressed as a bodyguard wearing sunglasses followed him.

"what happened?"

"The organization has its eye on the country's minerals, so it wants to help Gerald rise to power."

Vermouth took off her mask and walked up.

Her gaze fell on the bandage on Lin Jiashu's right hand: "Your hand?"

"Just a scratch."

"..."

Vermouth breathed a sigh of relief.

At that moment, she felt incredibly fortunate.

Imagine if Ran were actually shot and killed because she opened the curtains; Vermouth's heart might break down because of it—this was the only light in her heart in the darkness.