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

"It's nothing, it's just that my washing machine seems to be broken and can't be used," came Eri's intellectual voice. "I need to wear an outfit tomorrow, can I borrow your washing machine?"

"Okay, Aunt Eri, please feel free to use it."

Lin Jiashu answered as he stepped on the gas and drove out of the underground parking garage.

At that moment, in the apartment upstairs, Eri Kisaki, dressed casually for the first time, carried a laundry basket to the door of Yoshiki Hayashi's room.

She has a key to Lin Jiashu's apartment.

She opened the door, stepped inside, changed into slippers, and went to the living room. Eri was about to head straight for the washing machine when she suddenly noticed a report on the living room table.

She instinctively walked over and picked it up.

[Medical Examination Report from Beika City Central Hospital - Date: December 24th]

Did you also get a physical exam?

Eri knew that Koshu had been going to Beika Hospital to treat the wound on her arm recently. Thinking about how much the child always sacrificed for Ran, she felt guilty but also a little sorry for him.

Worried that he might be hiding something from her, Eri subconsciously flipped through the pages.

Lin Jiashu's physical examination was very comprehensive.

As she flipped through the reports, the various numerical standards brought some relief to Eri. Just as she was rejoicing over Yoshiki Hayashi's good health, she came to the last report.

"...Abnormal serum testosterone levels?"

When Eri saw the sex hormone test results showing a level far exceeding the normal range, she was somewhat taken aback.

As a lawyer, Eri Kisaki is undoubtedly very knowledgeable, and she certainly knows what this abnormal value means.

With a slightly awkward expression, she put the report back, then picked up the laundry basket she had brought and headed towards the washing machine.

After throwing all her clothes into the washing machine, Eri Kisaki looked at the laundry basket that Hayashi Yoshiki's family had placed to the side, where there were also a few pieces of clothing that needed to be washed.

Thinking of throwing it in to wash as well, Eri reached out her hand, and then her mature beauty froze for a moment, a strange color appearing on her face like that of a little girl.

Little Tree, that child...?

The gray underwear, which was originally placed in the laundry basket and padded with a few tissues on top, showed unusually conspicuous marks when it was picked up and unfolded.

It was like jelly, but the portion was clearly excessive...

So the medical report was indeed correct?

No.

To be honest, Xiaoshu was indeed shot in the arm. Although he has recovered well, it will definitely still have some impact.

A scent like jujubes wafted into her nostrils. The sophisticated and beautiful woman hadn't shown such a confused expression in a long time. For some reason, she felt that the thing in her hand was burning hot.

...No, what am I even thinking about?

Thinking of Xiaoshu's elegant and composed demeanor, Eri Kisaki couldn't imagine him in that situation.

At that moment, Hayashi Yoshiki was driving to Beika City Central Hospital.

He suddenly received a call from Conan halfway there.

"Brother Jiashu, how much longer until you arrive?"

"It'll probably take another forty minutes, what's wrong?"

"Gin has already made his move."

"Ah, what exactly happened?"

Lin Jiashu's tone also became more serious.

"Many restaurants near the hospital have reported food poisoning incidents, and a large number of people are flocking to the hospital."

"...I understand. Don't be too nervous. Just follow the plan we discussed at the beginning."

"it is good."

Lin Jiashu smiled faintly after hanging up the phone.

He was involved in planning both the Black and Red sides.

Everyone will win in this game; there will be no losers.

Of course, Lin Jiashu, who was the bookmaker on both sides, was going to make a fortune!

Chapter 382: This is how Jia Shu is.

The organization's offensive came very suddenly.

Almost simultaneously, several customers near the hospital suffered from food poisoning and severe abdominal pain, a large number of passengers at Beika Station inhaled toxic fumes and coughed incessantly, and even a movie theater inexplicably caught fire early in the morning.

When Lin Jiashu arrived at the hospital, he saw that Judy looked very serious.

"Miss Judy."

"Mr. Lin, they have already made their move."

Judy's serious expression prevented her from exchanging pleasantries.

She stepped aside so that Lin Jiashu could see a package she had just received from the courier—a pot of columbine, the words of which conveyed her determination to succeed.

Most importantly, this potted plant was delivered in the name of Jun Uchiyamada, who died last night.

"There are too many people in the hospital because of the poisoning incident, and our security personnel simply cannot screen them all."

James Black's expression turned serious: "We need to be careful now. I'm afraid a lot of them have infiltrated the crowd, trying to find the room where the water is by using sheer numbers."

"Not necessarily. Given their past practices, it's rare for them to make such a large-scale move."

Lin Jiashu spoke.

He glanced at Judy, who looked thoughtful, and prompted her, "Has the inside of that potted plant been checked?"

"...Ah, there's a time bomb inside. It'll explode in about forty-five minutes."

Judy certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to accept the organization's flowerpots and leave them there without checking anything.

"A bomb that will explode in forty-five minutes?"

Lin Jiashu fell into thought: "This operation was carried out by Gin. Given his style, sending a bomb that won't detonate on the spot would only mean he has ulterior motives."

“Mr. Lin, you seem to know a lot about Gin.”

James looked at Lin Jiashu and asked, "Have you two fought before?"

"...Right?"

Lin Jiashu gave him a smile.

Conan, who was standing nearby, glanced at James without making it obvious.

This guy appears to be very mediocre, but he is also very respectful to his subordinates and listens to advice... But as Jia Shu said, it is indeed a question of how he got his hands on that video.

This cannot be taken lightly.

Seeing Lin Jiashu deep in thought, Conan felt a little more at ease.

"How should we dispose of this bomb?" Lin Jiashu asked Judy. "Also, please observe the patients pouring into the hospital and check if any other bombs have been brought in."

"Have you thought of anything?"

"This is just a guess. Please dispose of this bomb as soon as possible, otherwise, what if it suddenly explodes in the hospital..."

Judy nodded.

At that moment, an FBI agent named Carmel stepped forward.

The red team's vodka volunteered to drive the bomb to a distant location, but he had one more problem:

"Where is Shuichi Akai? Where is he at a time like this?"

"Mr. Akai is operating in the shadows."

Lin Jiashu replied to Camer, "He has more important things to do now."

"..."

Carmel frowned, but said nothing.

After he left the room, Lin Jiashu said softly, "Revealing that your ace is not here will only make them more uneasy, right? So at least for now, they can't know about this."

You're right.

James agrees with this.

Judy's eyes were somewhat gloomy, but she nodded nonetheless and followed Carmel to deal with the bomb.

The room thus became calm.

Lin Jiashu didn't pay much attention to James.

As I said last night, his current situation is a bit like walking a tightrope, and he doesn't know when he will fall into different abysses... but there is also an incredible balance.

In the original work, James knew information about Shinichi Kudo and Ai Haibara, knew Rena Mizunashi's undercover identity, and knew about Shuichi Akai's faked death, but he did not reveal any of this to Rum.

This shows that he, "Moriarty," is indeed superior to Colonel Moran.

James is a third party independent of the Red and Black factions, let's say he stands on the "gray" side... When the Black Organization collapses, he will be able to use his power to influence the distribution of the spoils of victory: for example, the identities of APTX4869, Conan, and Ai Haibara.

Lin Jiashu thought about a lot of things after he got home last night.

The reason why Shuichi Akai suspected that there was a mole within the FBI was mainly because when his undercover operation was about to close in and arrest Gin, he was exposed because Rum went to that warehouse and because of his incompetent teammates.

Later, in the Umizaru Island incident, it was discovered that Gin was unaware that he had almost fallen into a trap and been captured three years ago. So why did Rum, who was not the second-in-command at the time, know the news in advance and appear in that warehouse?

"..."

James was also wary of Ron.

In other words, as long as his value is high enough to serve as a "driving force" for his secret plans, he probably won't reveal his existence to Rum.

Time flows slowly.

Shortly after Judy returned, FBI agents rushed over to report that many hospitalized patients had received fruit baskets, and sure enough, there were bombs hidden under the baskets!

All of these bombs were set to detonate four hours later.

"If so many bombs exploded at the same time, they would definitely blow this building to smithereens...! Quickly arrange for people to retrieve the bombs."

"No, please only recycle one at a time."

"What did you say?"

"Does the FBI have bomb disposal experts? Please check if the bomb contains a high-precision locator."

Seeing Lin Jiashu's serious expression, Judy pondered for a moment before nodding heavily.

The FBI agents were indeed skilled at bomb disposal, and after carefully opening the bomb, they eventually found the locator inside.

"That seems to be the same as what I thought... Under normal circumstances, if you find bombs scattered all over the hospital, you will most likely anxiously send out people to retrieve them as soon as possible."

"Everyone was running around the hospital with bombs that had locators attached."

“In this situation, if there were any smokescreens that could make us think that something was wrong with Rena Mizunashi, all the agents would instinctively run to Rena Mizunashi’s room.”

Answering questions with the answers in hand is indeed not difficult.

But Judy and James, unaware of this, stared at Yoshiki Hayashi with disbelief, as if he were a god.

Conan is used to it.

He put his hands behind his head and chuckled:

"That's how Brother Jiashu is."

"When solving a case, I put myself in the criminal's shoes, consider all the possible methods of murder based on the scene, and then choose the most appropriate one."

"It's a monster."

The two FBI agents remained silent for a moment upon hearing this.

Judy looked at Yoshiki Hayashi and sighed:

"So it's a good thing Mr. Lin chose to become a detective, otherwise, who knows how many murder cases with unknown culprits would have occurred."

Actually, it's never been less than that.