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

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"Me? My name is Hayashi Yoshiki."

He said softly, "However, a small number of people call me 'Jun Du,' but that's a secret. Can you keep it a secret for me?"

"……OK."

Although his brain was empty, Curaçao carefully planted this first secret deep in his mind.

Lin Jiashu's smile reached its perfect peak at this moment.

He reached out again, this time with extreme gentleness and an almost sacred sense of ritual, brushing his fingertips across her soft, moonlit silver hair that obediently fell to her shoulders.

The hair was cool and smooth, wrapped around his fingertips like tamed moonlight.

"have a rest."

"You're already very tired, so you should rest now."

As Lin Jiashu finished speaking, Curaçao quickly felt her body getting tired. She did not resist and soon fell asleep under Lin Jiashu's gaze.

Lin Jiashu stood up, turned his back, and walked out of the room.

He wasn't in a hurry, nor was he interested in brainwashing Curaçao into a mindless puppet... If she knew Rum's real name, that would be fine, as he could achieve his goal in one step. If she didn't, then using her as a spy planted next to Rum to pass on messages to him would undoubtedly be more cost-effective.

Lin Jiashu walked out of the room and closed the door.

"How is she, Mr. Lin?"

"It's alright, it's just amnesia."

"...Amnesia? Isn't that a very serious problem?"

"No, this is better for her."

The person who appeared in front of Hayashi Yoshiki was Asagi Narumi.

The doctor with the feminine appearance was called over by Lin Jiashu in advance to help, since Lin Jiashu couldn't be sure how serious Curaçao's injuries were—but after examining her, Curaçao only suffered some bruises on her limbs, and there were no fractures.

Faced with a contestant who could jump from the 8th floor in high heels, Lin Jiashu could only assume that he was worrying unnecessarily.

Although Asagi was puzzled, he unconditionally believed what Hayashi Yoshiki said, so he shrugged and said that he had to go back: "I'm going back first, but won't you consider letting me take a message back to Hiroki?"

"..."

“He’s very smart. Even if I didn’t tell him, he could guess that I came out to help you today.” He couldn’t help but laugh as he said this: “Now he sits in front of the computer every day after school, working hard to write programs to help you.”

Hiroki Sawada.

The ten-year-old boy who created artificial intelligence single-handedly survived in a younger state after taking APTX4869. He was raised by Aso Minami and renamed Aso Hiroki.

"Then please tell him thank you for me. I'll go see him once everything is settled." Lin Jiashu said gently, then smiled. "But remember to let him enjoy being a normal kid and having fun making friends with everyone."

Chapter 11: Ai Haibara's Dark Face

Ring ring ring! Ring ring ring!

Suddenly, a sharp ringtone came from the phone.

Lin Jiashu didn't hesitate; he immediately pressed the answer button and held the phone to his ear.

"Is Bourbon still at your office?"

Before Lin Jiashu could speak, Gin's cold voice came from the other end of the phone.

"No," Lin Jiashu said casually. "He took a day off from work for me recently, I think he was going on a blind date, after all, he's almost 30..."

"..."

What the hell is this blind date thing?

Gin's eyes narrowed slightly. Ignoring Yoshiki's words, he said, "Don't have any contact with him for now. Also, has he done anything suspicious while working around you?"

"There was nothing suspicious about him; he's quite convincing as an ordinary person. Why?"

Lin Jiashu asked with a hint of curiosity, "Could it be a rat?"

"Hmph, nothing's been decided yet."

Gin should have hung up the phone at this point, but then, as if suddenly remembering something, he warned, "Remember, don't act rashly before you receive my instructions."

After saying that, he hung up the phone immediately.

Curaçao's operation to infiltrate the Metropolitan Police Department and steal the list of undercover agents was half successful. This was only a few hours later when the organization's core members learned of it. According to the information sent by Rum when Curaçao escaped, several members of the organization have been identified as undercover agents. However, Curaçao only managed to send half of the information about Bourbon and Gil before losing contact.

So those two were then targeted by Gin.

If they weren't undercover agents, why would Curaçao go to the trouble of mentioning them?

The car accident and explosion on the Tokyo Bay highway could not be kept secret from anyone. Both Rum and Gin knew that Curaçao must have been involved... It was currently impossible to determine whether Curaçao was still alive, so Gin could not take any direct action until he had definite information.

"This explosion and car accident look so much like something Cointreau would do."

Vodka couldn't help but mutter something under his breath.

Gin did not reply.

Indeed, he also felt a strong sense of déjà vu, and this incident should not be his... In the end, Cointreau would not know about Curaçao's actions.

"Get the plane ready quickly."

"Okay, big brother!"

Vodka immediately pulled out his phone, then grinned, "Going to Berlin, right? To get rid of those nasty rats."

"Hmph, let's deal with these ones who are already out in the open first. If Curaçao still hasn't reacted after we've taken care of them..."

A chilling smile gradually appeared on Gin's face.

Just like how he was able to plant explosives at the Suzuki Express's final stop without any burden a while ago... Even though it's not certain yet that Bourbon and Kiel are undercover agents, he's willing to take action as long as there's a seed of doubt.

He wasn't afraid of being scolded by the BOSS this time.

Because that gentleman is so cautious, he would rather kill the innocent than let the guilty go free!

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.

Brainwashing Curacao is the first step.

The second step is to restore her memory—and then, depending on whether she knows Rum's real name, decide whether to let her infiltrate Rum's side as an undercover agent.

After all, she's very skilled...

Ordinary elite police officers are no match for her, and even Amuro Tooru would be completely suppressed by her.

If we still can't get Rum's real name in the end, we might as well kill him physically—after all, he's a tool we've personally "brainwashed," so Rum shouldn't be on guard.

"Don't worry about thinking too much."

"Amnesia is something that might just happen after a yawn and you suddenly remember it."

While driving, Lin Jiashu chuckled softly.

Curaçao sat stiffly in the passenger seat.

Her cautious demeanor was a far cry from the decisiveness and efficiency she displayed the previous night, as if she were not the one coldly laughing and preparing to run someone over with her car.

"...Where are we going?"

"Amusement park".

"...Amusement park?"

"Well, although it doesn't seem appropriate for an injured person like you to go to a place like this, let's go anyway."

"..."

Curaçao didn't quite understand.

However, under Lin Jiashu's manipulation yesterday, as a girl working in a flower shop, and as "Shimizu Rei," she has a very peaceful and passive personality, and she doesn't seem to know how to refuse.

Lin Jiashu didn't care.

Once Curaçao regains her memories, Shimizu Zero's passive personality will disappear—that's when he'll truly begin to take action.

[On-site report: The cause of the massive power outage along the Tokyo Bay coastline!]

The car's radio was broadcasting the news.

"There was a serious car accident on the cross-sea highway last night."

"...Is that so?"

A look of bewilderment appeared in Curaçao's eyes.

"Your eyes."

Lin Jiashu, focused on driving, glanced at her and remarked, "She's very beautiful."

"……ah"

Lin Jiashu has already confirmed it.

Despite having no memory, Curaçao still possesses short-term memory.

In other words, during this period when her mind is completely blank, any image will leave a very deep imprint on her mind.

Lin Jiashu pressed the accelerator slightly harder.

Our destination was the recently renovated ocean-themed park.

As they drew closer to their destination, Lin Jiashu answered a phone call that suddenly rang:

"Hey?"

"We've arrived now, have you come yet?"

"I have about 20 minutes here, you guys can go ahead and have fun," Lin Jiashu said with a smile. "I'll call you again when I get there."

"it is good."

After giving a brief reply, Ai Haibara hung up the phone.

She paused for a moment after the communication ended.

Cointreau…

Since returning from the Suzuki Express, she still doesn't know what Cointreau did, only vaguely hearing bits and pieces from Conan—that he actually impersonated her to confront the organization's members.

Too many questions arose, but they were suppressed by even greater worries—

She let out a heavy sigh.

This can't go on.

Every time, she felt like a real child, being protected by him from afar... Although she was safe, it was precisely because his back was so far away that Ai Haibara felt increasingly awkward.

She has made her decision.

During this trip together, we should take the opportunity to check on Cointreau's situation, and then—

The girl's face flushed noticeably.

She absentmindedly followed the other children who had been brought out by Professor Agasa, playing on the rides in the amusement park.

After waiting for about half an hour, she saw Lin Jiashu—who was bringing over a beautiful woman she had never seen before.

"..."

In a flash,

Ai Haibara, who had just been having a lot of thoughts and mental preparation, turned pale.

Chapter 12: Prologue

"Who is this older sister?"

When Lin Jiashu appeared with Curaçao, the children's attention was immediately drawn to the latter.

"Silver hair, that's so rare."