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

Ai Haibara muttered, but she wouldn't argue with Yoshiki Hayashi on matters like this, and quickly softened her stance, saying, "...I understand, I'll be more careful in the future."

"Okay, that's all for today. See you this weekend."

See you this weekend.

The phone hangs up.

Hayashi Yoshiki began to consider Rum's upcoming appearance... The fact that Rum would disguise himself as a sushi restaurant chef and become "approachable" would indeed be a good opportunity to get in touch with him and obtain his autograph.

Meanwhile, on the other end of the phone, in Professor Agasa's underground laboratory, Ai Haibara put down her phone, looked at the active cell sample under the microscope, and her eyes flickered slightly.

It's the weekend...

She picked up her pen and quickly jotted down some data in her lab log; the pen seemed lighter than usual.

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.

"One, one million!?"

"Hahaha, I'm so lucky! This is amazing!!"

One afternoon

As Hayashi Yoshiki carried a box of pastries up the stairs of the Mori Detective Agency, he heard loud laughter coming from inside before he even reached the second floor.

Seeing Kogoro Mori holding the horse racing lottery ticket with a smug look on his face, Ran was a little surprised: "But all the other horse racing lottery tickets were only bought for 1 yen, why is this the only one bought for 1 yen?"

"I think it's possible that when Uncle Kogoro's wallet was knocked out, he accidentally picked up someone else's lottery ticket."

"Nonsense! It's also possible that I accidentally bought the wrong amount without paying attention."

Kogoro Mouri squinted at Conan, then grinned, "Besides, even if I really found this lottery ticket, so what? There's no name on it. If I found it, it's mine."

His loud voice could even penetrate the door panel.

When Lin Jiashu opened the door, he saw Mouri Kogoro excitedly waving his arms and legs while holding up a lottery ticket.

"Good afternoon, Uncle Mori. Is there any good news?"

"Oh! Ah Shu, you've come at the perfect time! Look! Uncle's luck has turned around, I've won the jackpot!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Jiashu showed just the right amount of surprise, which quickly turned into a smile: "Really? Congratulations, Uncle Mori."

He handed the box of pastries to Xiaolan, saying, "These are some small pastries that I asked someone to buy for me before. I think they're delicious."

"Thank you, Jiashu-ge."

The girl who received the gift smiled brightly.

Her eyes were full of tears as she looked at Lin Jiashu.

Conan then came over.

He stood between the two of them, raised his head and looked at Lin Jiashu: "Jiashu-ge, did you come here specifically to deliver snacks?"

"Yes."

Yoshiki Hayashi's gentle smile made Conan's expression freeze.

Ran put the food on the table and looked down at Conan with a smile: "Conan, do you want to eat now?"

"Ah, um..."

Conan's response was somewhat subdued.

Since he developed a sense of crisis, he now feels uneasy whenever Lin Jiashu and Xiaolan are in the same space.

hateful……

Xiao Lan looked very happy.

At that moment, Hayashi Yoshiki gently pressed down on Conan's head.

"Actually, I wanted to eat sushi today, and I remembered that Xiaolan said the sushi restaurant downstairs was pretty good, so I came here."

"Iroha? That sushi restaurant is indeed quite good." Kogoro Mouri said, then suddenly waved his hand generously, "Perfect! Let's have sushi tonight, it's on me!"

This person got so cocky after winning the lottery...

Xiao Lan squinted at him.

However, spending money on food is better than him using it to beat up pachinko parlors and gamble on horses, especially since Yoshiki-san is here today...

Xiao Lan looked at Lin Jiashu and smiled.

Lin Jiashu did not refuse.

Although it was still a bit early, Kogoro Mouri himself seemed impatient. He patted Yoshiki Hayashi on the shoulder and started urging Conan and Ran to hurry up and catch up.

The four of them quickly went downstairs.

Downstairs from the Mori Detective Agency is Poirot Cafe, and next door to Poirot is Iroha Sushi Restaurant.

As the middle-aged man lifted the curtain of the signboard and parted the shoji door, a cheerful shout quickly rang out from inside the sushi restaurant: "Hey, welcome!"

When Yoshiki Hayashi, who was following behind Kogoro Mouri, saw the person who spoke in the store, his smile deepened.

He was a middle-aged man with a somewhat shabby appearance.

He was quite conspicuous, dressed as a chef and wearing a chef's hat. One thing that stood out was the medical eye patch that covered his left eye completely, and the other was the two rodent-like front teeth that looked rather comical in front of his mouth...

"What? Are we the only guests?"

The sushi restaurant was empty except for the staff who were preparing ingredients and cleaning tables, which surprised Kogoro Mouri.

"Don't talk about such a pessimistic outlook."

As Kogoro Mouri pulled out a seat and sat down, the man with the prominent front teeth had already prepared tea and placed it on a tray, bringing it over: "Wouldn't it be better if this guest treated this place as if he had the whole place to himself?"

"Then let's have a draft beer and four servings of premium sushi," Kogoro Mori said cheerfully, slapping the table. He then looked at Yoshiki Hayashi, "How about Yoshiki have a drink too?"

"Okay, then I'll have beer too."

Lin Jiashu smiled.

"Alright, two draft beers and four servings of premium sushi!" The man called out to the bar after putting down his teacup. Noticing a child among the four, he added, "Would you like wasabi for the child's portion?"

"Oh right, then give this kid the one without wasabi."

"A good one without wasabi!"

He said he would immediately go back to the bar to prepare beer.

Lin Jiashu smiled and didn't pay much attention to him, but just smiled and talked to Mouri Kogoro.

The man... that is, the single eye outside Rum's eyepatch, lightly swept over Lin Jiashu.

Cointreau.

Although it was unexpected that this guy would appear here, Rum wasn't surprised to see him and Kogoro Mouri's group coming over.

Rum quickly became interested.

After taking two glasses of draft beer, he quickly placed them on a tray and brought them over.

"You are truly unique, sir."

He placed two glasses of beer in front of the two men, and thoughtfully turned the glasses so that the handles faced them respectively. "You actually bet so much money on such a low-quality beer as 'Pirate's Beer'."

"……Well"

Kogoro Mouri's expression suddenly turned a little uneasy.

Already feeling guilty about the lottery ticket, he stammered and asked the other person how they knew. Could it be that they saw that he really did find the lottery ticket?

"This is just my deduction. Our boss said that Mr. Mori next door is a big fan of horse racing, and that you only come to our shop when you win the horse racing lottery, and usually only order regular or premium sushi... Today you ordered four servings of special sushi, so you must have won the grand prize, right?" Rum's tone became a little excited. "I just heard on the radio that only the person who bet on Pirate's Sake won the lottery today. How about that, my deduction isn't bad, is it? Mr. Mori, Mr. Lin."

Finally, he smiled and looked at Hayashi Yoshiki.

As if taking this opportunity to observe openly and legitimately, he stared at Lin Jiashu's face, especially his eyes.

Those dark eyes gave the first impression of gentleness and politeness; anyone who saw them would think he was a kind and gentle young man…

"Wow, that's amazing!"

Lin Jiashu was also looking at Rum. He calmly imprinted the other man's entire face into his mind, and said with a smile, "I know nothing about horse racing, but Rum is actually a bad horse?"

"Right, because winning a big prize like today is a first in history, something we could never have imagined before."

Rum said with a smile.

"Rum?"

Xiaolan seemed somewhat confused by Lin Jiashu's words.

Chapter 44: Mr. Wakita's name is very interesting. Is it written like this?

"Rum?"

Xiaolan seemed somewhat confused by Lin Jiashu's words.

"The pirate's drink refers to rum."

Conan then smiled and answered Ran's question.

"Wow, you know so much."

Rum smiled and complimented Conan, noting how striking his two large front teeth were when he spoke:

“In the days when piracy was rampant, the fresh water on ships would usually become unpalatable after a month, and various plankton would grow in it. On the other hand, alcohol could be stored for one or two years without much spoilage, so it was an essential item on ships. Compared to wine and brandy, inexpensive rum became the pirates’ first choice.”

"I see……"

Xiaolan had a look on her face that said she had learned something.

But Conan suddenly paused.

He hadn't thought about it much at first, but when Lin Jiashu suddenly mentioned Rum and looked at the eye patch on the cook's left eye, he suddenly remembered the rumor that "Rum has a prosthetic eye."

Thinking of this, he immediately looked at Rum and asked, "Hey! Uncle, what happened to your left eye? Is it injured?"

"Oh, it's because I have a big bump on my left eye." Rum said, reaching towards his left eye as if to lift it up. "Would you like to see it?"

His words immediately caused the curious group to wave their hands, indicating they didn't want to see—Rum felt much more relaxed when he noticed that Cointreau also showed resistance.

He possessed the confidence that his identity had not been revealed to Cointreau.

His appearance is a secret within the organization, and only a very few people know what he looks like—as for the rumors that Rum is a woman or an old man, they are all smokescreens he himself has spread; only the rumor that he is one-eyed is true.

However, we probably shouldn't let our guard down.

Although there is no consensus within the organization regarding Jundu's observational abilities, it must be considered that this guy is definitely monstrous.

"I've never seen you before, are you new here?"

Kogoro Mouri looked at him and asked.

“Yes, my name is Kenjiro Wakita. I’m a chef who likes to travel around. After many twists and turns, I came to this sushi restaurant.” Rum introduced himself. “Originally, I wanted to help in the kitchen, but the boss said it was too dangerous for someone with only one eye to hold a cleaver. So he let me take charge of serving customers until my eye heals.”

“Wakita Kanenori…”

As he read the name aloud, Lin Jiashu pulled out a notebook and a pen from his pocket.

He turned the page and wrote a few words in the notebook.

Seeing this, Ran and Conan immediately knew that he was collecting names for his creation again. Wakita Kanenori, who had collected information about Hayashi Yoshiki before, was not surprised at all. Instead, he showed an excited expression: "Oh my, could it be that I also have a chance to leave my name in the Kindaichi series?"

"Mr. Wakita's name is interesting. Is this how it's written?"

Lin Jiashu showed the four characters he had written to Rum.

[Wake up to Tama]

He deliberately misspelled two words.

Rum smiled and shook his head, indicating that it was written incorrectly. After he said the two specific words, he was called over from the bar to get something.

Lin Jiashu put his notebook away.

Is it out of caution?

Lin Jiashu wondered to himself.

When faced with a misspelled name, most people would simply pick up a pen and rewrite it on paper themselves... Of course, there are a few people who are too lazy to do it.