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

Ai Haibara carefully observed her surroundings.

She desperately wanted to stay by Lin Jiashu's side, but she really didn't know what Lin Jiashu wanted to do...

Conan, who followed them out, noticed that something was wrong with Ai Haibara's condition.

"What's wrong, Haibara?"

He couldn't help but ask.

Ai Haibara looked tense all over, like a Hakimi who was about to be stressed at any moment... Her intuition told her that the other person was hiding something from her.

"It's not with you—"

As soon as Ai Haibara opened her mouth, her breath hitched.

A man dressed in black and wearing a round felt hat slowly passed by her, his cold eyes under the brim looking down at her, almost stripping Ai Haibara of her ability to breathe.

It's that group from earlier...

escape--

We need to get out of here as soon as possible!

The instant their eyes met, Ai Haibara understood the mockery and cruelty in their gaze, which made her heart sink to the bottom.

I... have been targeted.

Conan's gaze followed the man in black's retreating figure, and he frowned.

"Huh? You're on this train too, Mr. Amuro?"

"Oh dear... Miss Mori?"

Responding to Ran's surprised greeting, Amuro Tooru stepped forward: "No wonder I saw Mr. Mori over at the dining car earlier. Haha, I was lucky enough to snag a ticket, but where's my boss?"

"Jia Shu is in carriage number eight."

Xiao Lan immediately smiled and said.

"Are you investigating the emergency mentioned on the broadcast just now?"

Amuro Tooru immediately looked speechless.

Lin Jiashu, this guy, doesn't take on any cases at the firm, but he always seems to run into cases when he goes out.

He immediately thought of Kogoro Mouri, whom he had just met...

Was what the other party said really as toxic as the BOSS said?

"Xiao Lan, who is this person? How does he know Yoshiki-nii?" Sonoko asked, somewhat surprised.

"He's an assistant at Yoshiki's agency."

"Hello."

Amuro greeted him with a smile.

the other side

While Sera Masumi was investigating whether there were any oversights in compartment B of carriage 8, Hayashi Yoshiki used the pretext of investigation to enter other passengers' rooms to check the situation.

There are two passengers in compartment D of car 8.

An elderly woman in a wheelchair, unable to move her body, is named Natsue Kominori, and the other is her caregiver—a burly woman named Hiruka Sumitomo.

"There shouldn't be anything worth investigating in our room, right? After all, I'm just an old lady who's partially paralyzed."

As Natsue Osaka spoke to Yoshiki Hayashi, she then looked at the nanny behind her: "And there were two of us, and we were both in the room when it happened... right, Sumitomo?"

"Yes, madam."

Sumitomo Hiruka nodded.

Lin Jiashu nodded to indicate that he understood.

Then he reached into his pocket and pulled out a stun gun, fiddled with the buttons in front of the old lady and the nanny, and then pressed the activation button.

Crackling... crackling and popping!

A blinding flash of electricity flickered at the tip of the stun gun.

Moreover, the violent crackling sound and the blinding flash of electricity were far beyond what ordinary stun guns could produce.

Upon seeing this, Sumitomo Hiruka immediately shouted, "Sir, what do you think you're doing?!"

"Didn't you send me to arrest you?" Lin Jiashu replied with a smile.

"..."

Instantly, Sumitomo Dayuka revealed a resentful expression.

He looked at Lin Jiashu with great displeasure.

This beast...

It was not surprising for Kaito Kuroba that Yoshiki Hayashi saw through his disguise.

The reason he dared to provoke Hayashi Yoshiki in the text message this time was because he had learned from the past lesson of being seen through by Hayashi Yoshiki – that is, he had been hanging around under this beast's nose all along. So this time, he kept his distance from Hayashi Yoshiki from the very beginning, and with the help of his assistant Terai Kinosuke to cover for him, he was confident that he could hide.

Who would have thought that this guy would suddenly come at him with a stun gun!

Kaito Kuroba simply removed his mask, looking at Yoshiki Hayashi with a displeased expression: "So what exactly is it?"

"The troublesome organization I infiltrated has now infiltrated this train. They're planning to target someone important, so..."

Lin Jiashu told the other party about his plans.

Upon hearing this, Kaito Kuroba's expression first turned to surprise, then he frowned and looked at Yoshiki Hayashi: "Don't you think this is too dangerous?"

"It's a bit dangerous, but it's the only way now."

Lin Jiashu gave a calm smile.

His seemingly indifferent attitude inexplicably irritated Kaito Kuroba.

Although Yoshiki Hayashi often annoyed him, Kaito Kuroba never denied that he was definitely a good person...

Like a lone hero infiltrating a dangerous organization, constantly risking his life to save people... He uses this matter-of-fact smile to do things that could lead to his immediate death if he's accidentally exposed, even though he could have had a truly brilliant life if he didn't do these things—

That's what makes Kaito Kuroba so annoyed!

"Okay, I got it. I'll help you."

"Thank you, Kaito-kun." Lin Yishu paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Thank you so much."

"It would be more convincing if you could turn off that 'crackling' stun gun in your hand before you say thank you."

Kaito Kuroba stared with dead fish eyes.

Terai Kinosuke, who was disguised as an old woman in a wheelchair, nodded in agreement—because Hayashi Yoshiki was a bit too close to him, and he felt completely unsafe looking at the stun gun.

At this moment, the train's announcement came over the loudspeaker again, stating that the decision to temporarily stop the train, which had been announced earlier, was being reversed, and the train would continue to its final destination as originally planned.

"I apologize, but the owner of this train, Mr. Jirokichi Suzuki, insists that he must personally witness the unruly culprit who ruined his plans being brought to justice, and therefore demands that the train continue until it reaches Nagoya..."

The train conductor ran to carriage number 8 and reported the situation with a wry smile.

"...Just how much power does that old man have?"

Kaito Kuroba couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark.

At that moment, Kogoro Mouri also walked over to this row of carriages.

Lin Jiashu left the room.

The investigation has now progressed to the questioning phase—Conan, who came running over with Kogoro Mouri, and Sera Masumi are questioning the passengers in this carriage about whether they heard any strange noises or saw anything.

Lin Jiashu was also involved.

While listening to the passengers' information, he also kept an eye on the text messages.

"Brother Jiashu".

Conan then tugged at Yoshiki Hayashi's clothes.

Knowing that he had something to say to her, Lin Jiashu followed him to the side.

"Something's wrong with Haibara. I just noticed she seemed really scared."

"Ah, I noticed... Conan, can I ask you for a favor?"

"what?"

"Keep an eye on Ai for me. I'm worried she might overthink things and do something I don't want to see."

"What do you know? Are you someone from the Black Organization?"

Conan's gaze immediately sharpened: "What are you planning to do?"

Lin Jiashu looked at him.

“This is my business, at least don’t get involved this time… Haven’t you noticed? The number of people who have noticed that you are different from others is increasing.”

"..."

Conan felt a chill run down his spine.

He knew what Lin Jiashu meant, but he couldn't help but make wild guesses about what the other party's intentions were behind those words.

After a while,

"Brother Jiashu, you're from the Public Security Bureau, right?"

Conan suddenly asked a seemingly unrelated question.

In the previous Lupin III incident, Conan almost "confirmed" Hayashi Yoshiki's identity as a public security officer at Haneda Airport... Now, he suddenly asked this question just to put his mind at ease.

—The relief of knowing that Lin Jiashu would not be alone in danger.

Lin Jiashu looked at him and replied with a smile:

"..."

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.

Chapter Two: First Meeting, Bourbon

Waaah—!

The wailing of the steam whistle tore through the air.

As scorching blasts of air burst forth, the pitch-black train spews out large amounts of scalding white steam, while pistons pumping back and forth in cylinders propel the wheels rhythmically over the gleaming steel rails.

In the restroom of a certain train carriage

The man removed his white gloves, revealing a pair of fair and slender hands, which he then placed under the sink to clean them.

Click

The bathroom door was locked, but someone easily pushed it open from the outside.

"He actually disguised himself like this?"

"Yes, the face of a man who died under your meticulous arrangement, how would he feel seeing such a face come back to life before him?"

"There was nothing there, I felt nothing at all."

Lin Jiashu smiled as she looked at the "man" in front of her.

Dressed in all black, with a narrow-brimmed black fisherman's hat on his head, the man's face beneath the brim could be described as cold and handsome, but a third of his face was covered with severe burn marks.

Vermouth gave a light, nonchalant chuckle.

In her own voice.

So what exactly are you planning to do?

"That depends on what plan you and Bourbon come up with."

"I thought you didn't care about what we were doing at all."

Vermouth wiped the water off her hands with a tissue, then looked at Hayashi Yoshiki with a leisurely air and told him about her and Bourbon's arrangements.

Their current strategy is to continuously put pressure on Shirley.

—Given that guy's personality, once he's cornered, he'll most likely give up and appear before them willingly.