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

"Ara~"

She exclaimed in surprise, "This is quite an unexpected development, that famous lawyer... So what exactly are they talking about over there?"

The scene that unfolded before her eyes was so astonishing that Shimizu Reiko could not suppress her curiosity.

Pu Siqinglan maintained her sniping posture, her eyes behind the scope showing no change.

She simply replied in a cold tone, "Focus on the mission; Mr. Lin's instructions are the most important."

"You're the one who needs to be ready to shoot at any time; I don't know where I can help."

Shimizu Reiko chuckled.

Under the watchful eyes of these two, Marume Asahi paced back and forth on set, enjoying the scene unfolding in front of the camera with satisfaction.

His face was contorted with pleasure and smugness.

"Yes, that's it!"

He lowered his voice, his shoulders shaking, his eyes full of malice and mockery, "As expected of the famous Attorney Fei, her eloquence in court would not disappoint even now, hahaha."

In front of the camera, Eri Kisaki's body trembled slightly.

She lowered her head, her long eyelashes glistening with a light mist, and her cheeks turned pale.

Her movements were stiff and mechanical.

Every tiny movement felt like a struggle against invisible shackles, draining away her lifelong pride... The deep-seated humiliation and helpless sorrow made it impossible for her to display her usual competence and strength.

"I thought you'd make me bleed a little before I'd face reality, but I didn't expect you to actually lower yourself for this kid, haha!"

"Enough, you can humiliate me all you want..."

Eri's voice trembled slightly as she looked up, her gaze fixed on Asahi Marume, who stood not far away. "But if you dare to hurt Koju, I'll risk everything to make you pay—"

Marume Asahi chuckled.

"You want to make me look bad?"

He seemed to have heard a funny joke. "Look at you now, looking like a prisoner? How can you possibly make me look bad?"

"..."

"Don't worry, we're not murderers. My goal is simple: to ruin your reputation! To let you experience what it's like to live under the judgment of others!"

As he finished speaking, his tone became filled with gritted teeth and hatred.

Thinking about the days he spent after losing the case, he felt his anger was still not enough and quickly urged fiercely, "Hurry up! Stop dawdling and cooperate!"

Then he turned to the fat robber operating the camera and asked, "Are you sure you've filmed everything?"

"Of course, I took pictures of them all." The fat man nodded quickly.

"Very good, this will be our bargaining chip to ensure our safety later."

Marume Asahi's words were somewhat puzzling to the fat kidnapper, but he wasn't in a hurry to explain. Instead, he looked at Eri Kisaki, who was silent and seemed to have resigned herself to her fate, and spoke in a threatening tone:

"Don't forget our original purpose, Attorney Fei. Take off those cumbersome clothes, then kneel down and sincerely repent in front of the camera for how you destroyed my family."

He paused, lowering his voice, "As for the footage we just recorded, you heard us save it. So after this is all over, you'd better not get any ideas about going to the police... otherwise, what appears online won't just be your kneeling apology; it won't just be you, Eri Kisaki, who will be ruined..."

It has to be said that Marume Asahi's words hit Eri Kisaki's sore spot.

Having become accustomed to dealing with criminal cases and various emotional disputes, she is definitely the type who would call the police to stop the damage in time, even if it meant being threatened by the murderer.

But this time is different...

If all that gets circulated is the video of her kneeling and apologizing, then everything she has painstakingly built will indeed suffer a major blow, and she may even have to endure strange looks from others wherever she goes in the future... But at least this way, Xiaoshu won't be dragged into it.

The sapling has such a bright future; it absolutely cannot be ruined by itself.

Eri Kisaki remained silent as a result.

She lowered her head, her loose hair obscuring her expression, but her slightly trembling shoulders betrayed her inner collapse... and in Marume Asahi's eyes, this silence was naturally resignation and submission.

Marume Asahi couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

He was initially taken aback by the sudden appearance of Lin Jiashu and her ruthless skills, but now it seems that her existence is an unexpected bonus for them. Not only can they plunge this wretched woman into an even deeper abyss, but they can also use her as leverage.

However, he dared not let his guard down.

In fact, he was already thinking that once the matter was over, he would immediately head abroad—the kidnapping and threatening incident would be a serious crime if it were exposed, and even though the police had no idea that he was the instigator, he was unwilling to take that risk.

Then we'll release this video as well, so that this arrogant woman and that damned detective will be completely ruined, plunging her into even greater despair and regret!

Asahi Marume felt a sense of satisfaction, as if he could already see Eri Kisaki and Yoshiki Hayashi struggling in the quagmire of social death.

"Hey."

He stopped looking at Eri and turned to his slightly shrunken, chubby companion, ordering impatiently, "Stop standing there! The police haven't found this place yet, but it's dangerous to stay any longer. Now go and strip her coat off!"

The fat kidnapper swallowed hard.

Things had come to this point somewhat unexpectedly. He had joined the “victims’ alliance” on a whim, his only thought being to make this woman pay the price… But now everything seemed to be heading in an even more serious direction. However, he couldn’t back down now. So, urged by Marume Asahi, he looked at Eri Kisaki, who seemed to have lost her life, and finally stepped forward cautiously.

Meanwhile, still tied to the chair with his head down, Lin Jiashu's watch on his left wrist skipped another beat.

His fingers finally regained some sensation and moved slightly.

20:07

It's almost time.

The fat kidnapper slowly walked forward, approaching Eri Kisaki and Yoshiki Hayashi, who was tied to the chair.

Lin Jiashu, who had been looking down, slowly opened her eyes.

Chapter 69: This cannot be handed over to the police.

His consciousness was like floating in a deep sea where cold and heat intertwined. Lin Jiashu could vaguely perceive everything happening in the outside world, but he could not fully regain his senses.

He could hear the kidnappers' despicable threats, and he could also feel the trembling warmth of Eri Kisaki's touch...

Things turned out this way, which was completely beyond his expectations.

But it didn't escape his control.

Even when facing Eri Kisaki, Yoshiki Hayashi would never reveal the existence of the Death Note.

Given the circumstances, Eri Kisaki was a hostage, and he was unaware of Asahi Marume's name and appearance. Therefore, the only pawn he could use was the fat kidnapper whose name Gin had discovered.

So now is the perfect time.

—Whether it was the timing of my own awakening or the guy who just happened to walk by.

After all, it was this fat kidnapper who had tied him up.

Therefore, how he should bind himself and what flaws he would leave behind were predetermined from the very beginning.

As the other party followed Marume Asahi's instructions and walked step by step towards Eri Kisaki, whose eyes had dimmed and who seemed to have given up resisting—

A slender knife was plunged deep into the fat man's neck!

"Uh... gulp..."

The fat man froze instantly, his eyes widening in disbelief.

His vision reflected Lin Jiashu's calm face and dark eyes, a small knife suddenly plunged into his neck... He made a strange hoarse sound in his throat, trying in vain to cover his neck, but blood spurted out from the gap in his throat as Lin Jiashu slashed the knife to the side.

This happened without any warning.

Lin Jiashu withdrew the knife expressionlessly, the movement so fluid it was as if he were merely opening and closing his eyes.

He didn't even glance at the fat man, letting the obese body, filled with astonishment and resentment, fall heavily to the ground, twitch twice, and then fall silent.

Blood spread rapidly across the ground, and the pungent smell of rust filled the air.

Eri Kisaki stared blankly at the sudden and almost eerie scene, her mind completely blank.

Only when Lin Jiashu gently pulled off the ropes that were still wrapped around her body but were now very loose did she seem to find her voice again, trembling with disbelief: "Little...Little Tree?"

"It's alright now, Aunt Eri..."

Lin Jiashu responded to her gently.

He straightened himself up a bit, then stood up, his gaze falling on Marume Asahi, who was already stunned by the scene.

Marume Asahi looked at the fat man lying in a pool of blood, no longer convulsing, and then at Hayashi Yoshiki, who was holding a knife and wiping the blood off his face with his blood-stained hand, but only became more dizzy. He felt a chill run down his spine and into his brain.

This guy...

This detective is nothing like what's portrayed in the news!

Whether it's the act of violently injuring another companion in an abandoned building, or the expressionless ease with which he plunges a knife into someone's throat and slits it to bleed them out... this guy is more like a so-called killer than a detective!

Fear overwhelmed any sense of vengeance, and the instinct for survival made him make a decision in an instant—escape!

He no longer cared about the cameras or the plan to humiliate Eri. Driven by his survival instinct, his weak legs suddenly gained strength and he turned around and ran desperately toward the factory gate!

Lin Jiashu's eyes sharpened, and he immediately gave chase.

Eri Kisaki had no time to react.

Amidst the pungent smell of blood, Lin Jiashu's figure quickly disappeared from her sight.

The abandoned factory is a maze of twists and turns.

Marume Asahi, who was relatively familiar with the place but was also like a frightened bird, burst out with unprecedented speed when he heard the footsteps approaching from behind. He scrambled out of the factory, jumped into the car that was already waiting at the entrance, and stepped on the gas.

The car roared, its tires screeching against the ground, and sped away from the scene, kicking up a plume of black smoke.

Lin Jiashu chased after the car to the door, only to see the taillights of the car disappearing into the distance.

He stopped, staring intently in the direction the car had disappeared, and didn't continue the chase in vain.

Just then, the faint sound of police sirens could be heard in the distance, growing louder and clearer as they approached.

Lin Jiashu remained expressionless.

He said he would make the other person suffer a terrible death...

Falling into the hands of the police doesn't count as dying, and even if the Death Note arranged for him to die of illness, it wouldn't count as a terrible death.

Looking up at the moon outside the factory, Lin Jiashu noticed a faint light flashing across the abandoned water tower in the distance... He made no comment, but quickly suppressed his murderous aura, turned around and walked back into the factory, returning to Eri Kisaki, who was still slumped on the ground in a daze.

He crouched down, his gaze falling on Eri Kisaki's pale and disheveled face.

His voice was softer than ever before, with a reassuring tone: "Aunt Yingli, it's alright now, the police are here, we're safe."

He reached out to tidy her disheveled hair, but seeing the blood on his hand, his fingers only paused slightly in the air before gently resting on her shoulder for support.

"Little tree..."

"Don't worry……"

Lin Jiashu tried to keep his expression gentle.

He didn't look at the body lying on the ground, but seemed to think that the blood on his face might be a bit scary, so he subconsciously reached for his handkerchief to wipe it—but when he reached into his pocket, he found nothing; he had already thrown away the handkerchief when he wiped the blood off his hands in the building earlier.

At that moment, Eri Kisaki raised her hand.

Her hand had just touched Lin Jiashu's face when she gently wiped away the blood with her thumb, but Lin Jiashu quickly turned his head to look at the camera that Marume Asahi had left on the ground.

"Hold on."

He stood up, walked quickly over, picked up the camera mounted on the bracket, and swiftly inspected and removed the memory card inside.

"This cannot be handed over to the police."

His tone was calm and earnest.

This document records Eri Kisaki's most humiliating moments, including scenes she would never want to reveal to outsiders... not even the police.

Eri nodded.

But at this moment, she finally couldn't hold back any longer and let the tears roll down her cheeks.

"Little tree..."

She suddenly hugged Lin Jiashu tightly—

Da da da

The sound of hurried footsteps drew rapidly closer.