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

Lin Jiashu did not keep him any longer and quickly let the dean leave.

Just before he was about to leave, he received a text message on his phone.

Gin: "Infiltrating the FBI doesn't seem so bad."

Coindus: "The spy you sent out to gather intelligence is about to be exposed. The FBI is preparing to arrest him to extract more clues."

Coindus: "I'll take care of him for you, you're welcome."

Gin: "Okay."

Oh……

In the bar, Gin, who had placed the orange-red glass of liquor on the bar counter, chuckled.

An impatient fellow.

Are you itching to kill someone again in front of the FBI?

Gin didn't care about the life of a mere peripheral member. What he was more curious about now was what Cointreau, who had quietly infiltrated the FBI, was planning to do.

With his inside help, the operation to recapture or kill Kiel would be much easier.

Chapter 380: Walking the Tightrope

The person who should have infiltrated Beika Central Hospital was Kusuda Rikumichi.

This character single-handedly withstood two silver bullets, eventually dying from exhaustion. Even after death, he became an important peripheral member of the props. His achievements were outstanding throughout the entire water plant in the later stages of the game.

At least after he goes to the underworld, he can point at the original Tequila and Calvados and laugh at them.

But in the world where Yoshiki Hayashi arrived, Rikumichi Kusuda had already died long ago.

—Died from being mercilessly crushed by steel coils.

So when Hayashi Yoshiki saw the unfamiliar face who had infiltrated the hospital to investigate in place of Kusuda Rikumichi among the three suspects identified by the FBI, he was worried that the other person would have too much screen time.

So when he wrote the dean's name, he also wrote the other person's name.

"FBI!"

When Jun Uchiyamada secretly came to the nurses' station late at night with a DV camera to secretly photograph the patient list, he keenly sensed that something was wrong with the nurses. Just as he was about to confront them, Judy, who was lying in wait, jumped out and pointed a gun at his head.

Realizing he had been exposed, his expression changed, but he quickly put on a sinister smile.

Using Judy's excuse that he should raise his hands to cover his head, he put his hands behind his head but took off the neck brace he was using to fake cervical spondylosis, revealing the C4 bomb wrapped around his neck.

"Did you think I would come here unprepared!?"

"Hmph... Since the FBI is here, it seems this is where Rena Mizunashi is unconscious."

"Listen up, everyone stand back, stand back, or I'll detonate the bomb in my neck and take the whole hospital down with me!"

Jun Uchiyamada smiled sinisterly.

Holding the bomb detonator, he was fearless and fled the scene under the watchful eyes of a group of FBI agents who were sweating bullets.

Judy anticipated that the other party would return to the ward to erase the evidence and then leave through the window, but unexpectedly, Jun Uchiyamada made a feint and went straight to the parking lot to drive away.

When they arrived at the parking lot, a silver sedan suddenly sped out.

"Get in the car, Miss Judy!"

That was Lin Jiashu's car.

After Judy got into the car immediately, Lin Jiashu stepped on the gas and chased after her.

Conan sat in the passenger seat.

“We need to stop him quickly… Yoshiki-san, I found his phone and put it in water while he was away from the ward, so he can’t contact Gin and the others for a while. As long as we stop him from escaping, we’ll be fine!”

"The problem is, I'm not very confident in my driving skills."

Even so, Lin Jiashu still stepped hard on the gas pedal.

Conan remained silent.

Just as he was turning at an intersection, Jun Uchiyamada ignored the red light and was rear-ended by a car that was trying to get through quickly with only a few seconds left on the green light. This caused Uchiyamada's car to spin, crash through the fence, and plunge into the grass on the left side of the road.

Uchiyamada Jun, who was completely disoriented from the collision, shook his head and saw that Hayashi Yoshiki's car had caught up. He quickly stepped on the gas pedal but found that the car wouldn't move. He then gritted his teeth and pulled out a gun from the car.

He chose suicide.

boom!

After Hayashi Yoshiki stopped the car, Judy rushed over and saw that Uchiyamada Jun had a hole in his forehead.

"This guy..."

Conan realized something was wrong.

The death of Junichi Uchiyamada, who was in charge of investigating Beika Hospital, was almost equivalent to Gin knowing that Rena Mizunashi was at Beika Hospital.

Seeing Judy anxiously calling James, Lin Jiashu called out to Conan, who was about to open the car door and get out.

"Conan."

"what happened?"

"I feel like something's not right."

"what?"

“...Be careful with that FBI agent and with James.”

Have you noticed anything wrong?

Upon hearing this, Conan forgot to pay attention to Jun Uchiyamada's matter and immediately turned to look at Yoshiki Hayashi.

The latter looked out of the car, his brow furrowed.

"I always felt there was something off about that guy."

"Judging from tonight's operation, James specifically assigned so many FBI agents to guard him, and seemed so eager to capture Uchiyamada Jun... it wasn't hard to predict that things would turn out this way."

"The most important thing is where his video came from."

As Hayashi Yoshiki spoke, Conan's eyes also became serious.

"The surveillance video that the police and public security officers couldn't reconstruct, let alone the FBI's own channels... In other words, the video could only have been obtained from within the organization, and the killer who used the accidental murder is also a mystery within the organization."

"..."

"Based on this, the existence of that video is probably top secret within the organization. Only someone with a status almost equal to or higher than Gin would have access to it."

"So, James has connections with someone high up in the organization?" Conan frowned, but his thoughts leaned more positively. "Could he be an FBI mole planted in that organization? Or someone they've turned... After all, like you and Ai, there are a lot of people who dislike that organization, right?"

"If only the facts were that simple."

Lin Jiashu looked at him, his eyes completely black: "There's a guy in the organization named Rum, who's jokingly called 'someone who's only good at dealing with the FBI.'"

"..."

Conan's expression changed slightly.

He wasn't a three-year-old after all, and he vaguely sensed something was wrong from this statement.

Lin Jiashu stopped looking at him.

The reason I told Conan this information was because it would be useful to him.

Without Shuichi Akai's influence, Conan probably wouldn't have suspected problems within the FBI so early. If he hadn't been more cautious, James Black and Rum might have collaborated, potentially leaking more of his information as well.

But now that he knows what James Black looks like and his name, can he use him to lure Rum out?

Lin Jiashu began to ponder this question.

Moriarty and Colonel Moran were collaborators and also had a superior-subordinate relationship... but James was not necessarily Rum's superior.

interesting.

That's really interesting.

As he pondered this, Lin Jiashu couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

Judging from the fact that James unknowingly revealed the existence of the video to him, Ron did not tell him his identity, so the two are not truly on the same page...

But the current situation is also dangerous for me.

Whether Rum suddenly revealed his identity to James, leading to his own exposure, or James mentioned his intelligence to Rum, making Rum realize that his contact with the shrunken Shinichi Kudo was not truly out of complete loyalty to the organization.

For Hayashi Yoshiki, these two things would lead him to fall off different cliffs.

Now, his situation is so subtle, it feels like walking a tightrope.

Chapter 381: Eri Kisaki's Morning

Drizzle Drizzle

The sound of water hitting the bathroom floor washed away the foam.

Lin Jiashu turned off the valve, grabbed a bath towel and wrapped it around his waist, and walked out while operating his phone.

It is now the morning of the second day after Jun Uchiyamada's death.

Yoshiki Hayashi replied to Gin's message.

Gin: "The operation is about to begin."

Coindus: "OK, anyway, I don't really need to do anything."

Cointreau: "There's only one question: Is rum reliable?"

Gin: "Why do you ask that?"

Upon seeing Gin's question, Yoshiki Hayashi didn't hesitate and immediately called him.

Gin answered immediately.

“I will proceed with the plan to gain the FBI’s trust, but I’m a little concerned about Rum.” Lin Jiashu’s tone was calm. “He probably has connections in the FBI, and I’m afraid they’re not low-ranking.”

"so?"

Gin's tone was calm.

Having located Rena Mizunashi, Gin naturally had to act immediately.

He came up with an action plan in no time last night, but considering that Jundo seemed to have infiltrated the FBI, he naturally wanted to take advantage of that as well—with Shuichi Akai not around, if he could get Jundo to completely gain the FBI's trust, that would be a sure thing.

Therefore, Gin told Hayashi Yoshiki his idea last night, but unexpectedly, he only made a start, and the latter deduced the whole plan.

He has even begun to anticipate what actions the FBI will take.

How is this guy's brain structured...?

Gin glanced at Vodka and chuckled in response to Vodka's question, "What's wrong, bro?"

"Based on some intelligence I've gathered, he was far from being the second-in-command back then, yet he had already achieved remarkable success in dealing with the FBI. Back then, he probably couldn't have trained a spy to infiltrate the FBI and become a mid-to-high-level official, right? So I'm wondering whether he had some leverage over the other party, or whether he had some kind of business relationship with an FBI agent, including intelligence dealings."

"..."

Gin remained silent for a moment after hearing this.

Compared to the Japanese Public Security Bureau, which always stays on its home turf, the FBI, which chases after the organization all over the world, is the organization's most hated opponent—that's why Rum was able to climb to this position.

Gin thought about it for a moment, and realized that in the operation involving Rum and the FBI, the organization had indeed suffered almost no losses... which could be considered as Rum never betraying the organization's interests.

"Although that guy is constantly making small moves and probably has some selfish motives, he is, after all, the second-in-command of the organization."

He replied as follows.

"Ok."

Lin Jiashu smiled after hanging up the phone.

Whether we need it or not, let's plant a nail here first.

If Rum's name is too difficult to come up with, they can fabricate a story about him colluding with the FBI to betray the organization's interests. At that point, Karasuma Renya will probably order him to be dealt with.

He took a glass of milk from the refrigerator, poured it, and ate it with toast for breakfast. After finishing eating and tidying up, Lin Jiashu had just left the house and gotten into his car in the underground parking garage when he suddenly received a call from Fei Yingli.

"Have you gone out, Little Tree?"

"Yes, I just got on the bus. Is there anything I can help you with, Aunt Yingli?"