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

James drove at breakneck speed and soon arrived near the Nichiuri TV station.

But finding someone on such a large street by luck is no easy task. After circling the location reported by the detective, the two of them had no luck.

It wasn't until Judy noticed the security camera at the entrance of a nearby store that she finally noticed it.

She and James had to coax and plead with several businesses before finally finding their target through a security camera outside a print shop.

"show……"

Back in the car, an emotional Judy transferred the copied video to her laptop. After extracting the key footage and enlarging the images, they indeed found the figure they had expected.

A stern-looking man wearing a baseball cap, with obvious burns on the right side of his face—

Due to the limited resolution of the surveillance footage, even zooming in wouldn't yield any more useful information, leaving Judy feeling increasingly uncertain.

Could it be him?

"But if you're not dead, why didn't you contact us?"

Judy had this idea all over her head.

James looked at it and kept pushing up his glasses: "We can't be sure if this is a trap set by the enemy. Don't forget, we were already fooled once at the hospital."

He was referring to Vermouth impersonating the director of Beihu Hospital.

Judy wasn't unable to understand.

However, having finally found new hope, all she can do now is pray that it's all true... Besides, she has always believed that Shuichi Akai is not a man who will die so easily!

“I will have someone investigate this path discreetly, but I hope you will not act rashly, Judy.”

"……I know."

Judy managed to calm down.

She calmed herself down and glanced at the time.

Saturday is in three days.

I hope to get more useful information from Lin Jiashu at that time.

James, who was driving, hesitated, wondering whether he should contact Rum to ask if Shuichi Akai was really dead.

Chapter 402: This is Coindus's request

周六

The agreed meeting place was a coffee shop.

Shortly after the coffee shop door rang, a blonde woman sat down opposite Lin Jiashu.

"Awaited."

"I just arrived too."

Lin Jiashu smiled as he answered Judy's question, then looked around and took out his handbag.

Inside was a laptop.

"To be frank, this contains some information that I personally obtained from the task force—after realizing that there were behind-the-scenes manipulators in the recent spate of accidental deaths, almost all the relevant video files were seized and deleted by the police, and were only kept on file within the task force."

"...They actually went to this extent?"

"This is just one of many incidents. Miss Judy will probably understand after she sees it."

Judy didn't waste any words upon hearing this.

After thanking her sincerely, she moved the laptop that Lin Jiashu had prepared for her and began to look at the information inside.

Those are mostly videos of accidents that happen on the highway.

As one unbelievable accident after another unfolded in the video, Judy's expression gradually changed from solemn to incredulous, and then her face turned ashen—completely different from the time she encountered Shuichi Akai, whose encounter had many traces of human intervention, but the scenes in the video were all unbelievable accidents.

Even with the previous case of a bus robbery, Judy had never imagined things would turn out this way before.

This was even beyond her comprehension.

She then saw the incident in Osaka where Yoshiki Hayashi was caught in the blast while trying to save a dying victim.

"Mr. Lin...?"

"Do you understand? I have a grudge against that murderer."

Picking up his coffee, Lin Jiashu said with a smile.

His clear smile made it impossible to believe that he had experienced something like this.

"To accomplish such an unexpected feat, the calculations required are beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and it also demands an extremely high level of intelligence and overall strategic understanding."

"...Is it really possible for humans to do such a thing?"

"Yet, the truth just happened right before our eyes."

Seeing Judy's pale face and her obvious disbelief, Lin Jiashu put down his coffee. "I can't tell you the progress of the task force's investigation. In fact, revealing these materials and videos to you is already outside of my agreement with the police... Please keep this a secret for me, Miss Judy."

"Of course I understand."

Judy nodded.

Just as Lin Jiashu was exchanging more detailed information with her, her cell phone suddenly rang in her pocket.

Shortly after picking up the phone, Judy's expression changed drastically.

"What did you say!?"

She even stood up without being able to control herself, attracting the attention of many customers in the coffee shop.

However, Judy had no time to spare at that moment.

After listening to the message on the phone, she could no longer concentrate on the conversation, but she stopped before she could grab her things and leave.

"Mr. Lin."

She looked at Lin Jiashu with a serious expression: "I might need your help!"

"……it is good."

Lin Jiashu smiled inwardly, but remained outwardly serious.

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.

"Hello? It's me."

"Is Shuichi Akai really dead?"

"Aren't we confirming this right now?"

Gin grinned, a mocking glint in his eyes.

Unable to get an answer from his cold tone, Rum immediately hung up the phone.

"So, brother, what exactly is going on?"

Vodka couldn't help but ask Gin.

Gin didn't answer.

His eyes were fixed on the time on his phone.

The current location is around the Beika Department Store. All the pieces have been arranged, and it's almost time to put on a good show, just as Jundo said...

While Gin waited patiently, Chianti's impatient voice came through his earpiece.

"What's the target?"

"Who exactly is the target? Why are they making me wait here without giving me any information about the target? How long am I supposed to wait?"

"And why do I have to set up my sniper rifle in such an obvious spot? It's so easy to get caught here, you bastard!"

Chianti's voice was extremely irritable.

The reason was that she was currently in a hotel across from the department store, with her sniper rifle aimed at the department store's entrance from the open window—the height and almost non-existent concealment made this sniper, who was used to sniping from the shadows, feel very insecure.

And in the driveway below Chianti’s window, there was a black Porsche 356A parked.

"This is Cointreau's requirement."

"Huh? What's he up to?"

When Chianti heard that it was Hayashi Yoshiki's request, her tone was still sharp, but her irritability seemed to have decreased a bit.

Cohen, who had been silent, finally spoke up: "Why won't you let me switch with Chianti?"

If this is part of Cointreau's murder plan, Cohen would also like to participate—although it's different from the novel, Cointreau's arrangements are also part of the script, right?

It would be really fun to get involved.

Gin ignored the erratic behavior of Cohen and waited patiently.

Meanwhile, inside the department store, Carmel looked through the glass at the sniper's figure faintly appearing in the opposite hotel, then anxiously looked at the cold-faced man walking ahead with his hands in his pockets not far away.

Mr. Akai...

So, is it really Mr. Akai?

Carmel's forehead was covered in a fine layer of sweat.

Three days ago, James and Judy spotted a figure resembling Shuichi Akai and immediately began their investigation.

The person suspected to be Shuichi Akai did not hide his whereabouts.

After a two-day search, the FBI located him, but fearing it might be a trap, James only ordered them to keep an eye on him—he assigned only a few trusted subordinates to the task, and Carmel was one of them.

However, today, after Carmel followed someone who resembled Shuichi Akai to the department store, he unexpectedly discovered that there was a sniper in a hotel room across the street aiming at the department store's entrance, and there was also a black Porsche 356A parked in the driveway below!

This discovery instantly sent a chill down his spine, and he immediately called James and Judy to inform them.

"what should I do?"

"We're going there right now. Don't let Akai leave the department store until then!"

"it is good……"

After glancing at the snipers outside, Cameron seriously agreed.

Carmel wasn't a smart man, but he vaguely sensed something was off about James's ambiguous words, "It could be Shuichi Akai, or it might not be Shuichi Akai."

But the fact that the organization sent assassins to kill Mr. Akai means that Mr. Akai is not a fake, right?

Chapter 403: Your mission is complete

The coffee shop is not far from the department store.

Driven by anxiety, Judy rushed into the department store.

"James, where are you?"

"I'm on my way there. In any case, don't act rashly."

"I see!"

Judy promptly hung up the phone.

Upon arriving inside the department store, she immediately contacted Camel and learned of "Shuichi Akai's" whereabouts. She then quickly approached him.

Yoshiki Hayashi was also in the department store.

He strolled around like an ordinary passerby, but he had an earpiece plugged into his ear.

"Don't make any rash moves, Miss Judy."

"..."

"This is too strange. Right after Mr. Akai appeared, Gin and his group also showed up openly. And don't you think that sniper is too strange?"

Of course it's strange.

Although there weren't many sniper positions around, Chianti just leaned out of the hotel room as if she was afraid no one would see her.

There was even a black Porsche 356A parked nearby.

It's like they deliberately wanted to get the FBI's attention.

but……