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

The obese blond man gasped in terror.

His gaze followed the mark left by the bullet, his eyes filled with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty.

what happened?

Did it miss?

The thought flashed through his mind, and driven by his will to survive, he reacted immediately. He disregarded the heavy sniper rifle and hurriedly fled backward, even using his hands and feet to escape from the public restroom.

Let's move the time forward a little.

The location changes to the area in front of the Suzuki Tower's observation deck.

Chianti, who had received Gin's permission to shoot, grinned excitedly as he watched Jack Waltz pick up his sniper rifle and walk to the window.

I don't know where this guy comes from, but who cares!

The magnificent stage gave Chianti an unprecedented sense of exhilaration. She licked her lips, stared directly at Jack Waltz through the scope, and pointed the gun at his head... "With this shot, let's splatter his brains out!"

"Die!"

Chianti's finger was about to pull the trigger, but at that very moment...

Snapped!

A bullet landed less than fifteen centimeters below Chianti on the platform. The steel and concrete platform shattered from the bullet, and the flying debris ignited the terror in Chianti's heart. As she pulled the trigger, her aim deviated by an extremely slight margin.

The bullet was fired, but Chianti didn't care anymore; she screamed wildly:

"Damn it! What's going on?! Who's sniping at me?!"

Her face contorted with terror, and she immediately followed the bullet's trajectory to locate the other person.

With just one glance, Chianti's expression twisted.

Asakusa Blue Sky Tower...

How could it be there?

How could it be there?!

Because she was a professional sniper, Chianti could tell at a glance how impossible it was to snipe from that spot to this point... So, was that strange sound from above just now the sound of a bullet hitting steel bars?

With a ferocious expression, she raised her sniper rifle and aimed it at Asakusa Blue Sky Pavilion. Sure enough, she spotted a crouching shadow on the red-glowing pavilion.

"Bastard, die! Die!!"

She frantically pulled the trigger, but the next second, a bullet that grazed her body froze in terror.

What's going on, Chianti!

Gin's voice came through the headset: Don't panic, hide immediately!

"Stop talking nonsense!!"

The woman screamed in shock, but still instinctively took a few steps back.

Gin, who was standing not far from the Suzuki Tower, listened carefully to the sounds coming through his earpiece, his eyes somewhat gloomy.

Other snipers are targeting Chianti...

What on earth is that guy doing, Cointreau?

Moreover, the only place that could snipe Chianti's location is the top of the Blue Sky Pavilion... but how is that possible?

At that moment, Kevin Yoshino, who was lying prone on the top of the Blue Sky Pavilion, quickly pulled the bolt, preparing to push a new bullet from the magazine into the chamber.

Just a little bit more, just a little bit more!

He glared fiercely through the scope at the wretched woman who had spotted him and was now furiously raging at his incompetence.

She absolutely must be killed.

She ruined everything, and she has to pay the price!

Kevin Yoshino felt his condition getting better and better, and he was about to surpass Hunter's previous statement that "there is only one person who can snipe from Blue Sky Pavilion to Suzuki Tower, and that is the FBI's Silver Bullet".

He could feel that he was just one bullet away from hitting his opponent!

However, Chianti did not give Kevin Yoshino that chance. Listening to Gin's instructions in her earpiece, she quickly turned her back the moment she dropped a flashbang—the blinding light burst in Kevin Yoshino's sniper scope, stinging his eyes and causing his sure-fire shot to miss completely at that moment.

"what!"

He quickly turned his head away and covered his eyes in pain.

"what!"

In a luxury suite on the top floor of a hotel near Suzuki Tower

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, Pu Siqinglan, dressed in a white cheongsam, was pressed against the glass. She pressed her hands against the glass and let out a scorching cry. Her breath condensed into white mist, blurring the clarity of the glass.

The woman's cheeks were flushed, and she had a dreamlike, dazed expression.

Ring ring ring ring!

A short cell phone ringtone sounded.

Lin Jiashu braced himself against the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the somewhat dazzling light that suddenly shone on the Suzuki Tower in the distance. He pressed hard against Pu Siqinglan and answered the phone under these circumstances.

"Hey?"

What exactly are you doing?

Gin's cold voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Is the matter with Chianti resolved?"

No, the target you were supposed to kill got away. But I want to ask the guy who sniped Chianti at Blue Sky Pavilion, don't tell me you didn't know about it.

"You know that guy, Timothy Hunter, the amazing sniper in the U.S. Navy SEALs?"

A dubious hero?

"Ah, that guy is dead... but before he died, he seemed to have asked someone to avenge him. The recent series of sniping incidents were caused by his successor."

Beneath Lin Jiashu's calm tone, Pu Siqinglan, who was supporting herself with her hands on the glass, was trembling.

Her fair, pointed feet trembled, and her entire waist and hips shook.

"The FBI and the police were investigating his information. There were originally two suspects, but after the police tracked and investigated, they found that it was not them... I was very interested in this, and I knew that Jack Waltz should be the sniper's most important and most urgent target to kill. So I was thinking, what would his reaction be if another sniper took away his most important prey?"

……

That's insane.

Upon hearing this, Gin was speechless.

Although I had long suspected that this kid had mental problems, I never expected that he would do this for no other reason than to try to break someone's defenses.

A complete hedonist who harms others without benefiting himself.

"You called to question me, is something wrong with Chianti? I saw the flashbang on the Suzuki Tower... Could that guy really have sniped all the way from Blue Sky Pavilion to the Suzuki Tower?"

She almost died.

"It's good that she's not dead. It's a good thing I didn't personally ask her to do this for me. Thank you, you're a good leader, Gin."

snort!

Upon hearing this, Gin hung up the phone with a dark expression.

Oh shit!

Gin, increasingly angry, took out his car cigarette lighter and lit a cigarette for himself.

"Big brother?"

"Arrange a helicopter immediately to pick up Chianti."

"Ok."

Vodka quickly took out his phone and gave the order.

From every perspective, the brewery is acting much faster than the police; at least they can deploy helicopters whenever they want... Meanwhile, Inspector Megure's application to deploy police helicopters to Suzuki Tower to apprehend the perpetrator is still in the approval process.

At this moment in the hotel

"Did you hear that? It's precisely because I couldn't bear to see you in such danger that I chose to entrust the task to someone else."

Lin Jiashu spoke in a gentle voice.

"Yes...yes"

Pu Siqinglan's voice trembled at the end.

Her eyes fell on the glass, and through the clear reflection, she looked at Lin Jiashu's handsome and gentle face, her expression becoming dazed.

I can't think of anything anymore.

Everything, all superfluous things, are beyond my ability to think about.

There are too many...

Mr. Lin's quantity...

If I hadn't been taking medication all along, I would have gotten sick anytime, anywhere, right?

The woman, who was desperately trying to hold herself up by pressing her hands against the glass, gradually slid down, her body becoming weak.

Lin Jiashu's attention was on his phone, and he made a call.

At this moment, on the Blue Sky Pavilion

Kevin Yoshino felt his stinging eyes gradually subside, but he still saw double.

Nearly five minutes have passed since the flashbang went off, and the hateful woman is no longer visible outside the Suzuki Tower observation deck. This caused Kevin Yoshino to completely break down, smashing his sniper rifle aside and letting out an angry roar.

"asshole!!"

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

He roared until his face turned red and his neck bulged, the veins on his neck making him look extremely ferocious.

Just then, his phone rang abruptly.

On such a quiet yet sweltering night, the bell ringing from the top of the Blue Sky Pavilion sounded so abruptly.

After a long wait, Kevin Yoshino, who was completely distraught, finally answered the phone.

That was an unknown anonymous number.

That's amazing, Mr. Kevin Yoshino.

It was a male voice that had been altered to sound somewhat unsettling, and the words he spoke made Kevin Yoshino's pupils shrink.

The only sniping spot outside the Suzuki Tower observation deck is the Sky Pavilion in Asakusa, Tokyo, but no one in the world can get a proper shot from that distance, especially upside down—that's what Mr. Timothy Hunter told you, right?

So I must say it again, you are truly amazing, Mr. Kevin.

"Who are you?!"

Kevin Yoshino's heart clenched suddenly.

He thought of the sniper who had been stealing his prey... but it was a male voice, and the tone was definitely not like the female sniper who had been helplessly enraged after being sniped by him!

This made him both angry and deeply uneasy.

Who is this guy?

What exactly is their purpose?

If Kevin Yoshino could accept that the deaths of Moriyama Jin and Bill Murphy, and their plans, had been exposed, he was still somewhat able to accept it... but the fact that even his long-ago conversation with Hunter had been revealed made him panic.

"You don't need to worry about who I am for now."

Hayashi Yoshiki's clear voice was transmitted into the phone's microphone through the voice changer—back during the Full Moon Incident, when he disguised himself as Gin to trick Vermouth, he had Dr. Agasa make him a simple voice changer, which was now coming in handy.

Lin Jiashu's gaze fell upon Pu Siqinglan, who had been sprawled on the ground but had managed to sit up and eagerly lean closer to him. He gave her a gentle smile and spoke again, "Mr. Hunter values ​​you highly and hopes that you will avenge him—"

What's the point of saying all this now? You've ruined Timothy's revenge. I absolutely—

"Jack Waltz is not dead yet."

Varied--!

Kevin Yoshino's voice faltered for a moment.

He clearly saw the woman fire in the direction of Jack Waltz through the sniper scope, so he naturally assumed that the woman had killed Jack Waltz.