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

Suddenly... I'm kind of looking forward to it.

He said in a low voice, his voice almost blending into the sound of the waves, "Your genes, and my genes... when combined, I wonder which one we'll resemble more?"

"..."

Vermouth didn't immediately push his hand away; instead, she unconsciously sketched out the image in her mind as he spoke.

Would she be as meticulous and charming as him, or...? She shook her head, trying to dispel this inappropriate reverie, but looking at the vast, seemingly all-encompassing sea before her, and listening to the rhythmic sound of the waves, her tense nerves did seem to relax a bit.

“Let’s go,” Lin Jiashu withdrew his hand, his tone returning to its usual composure. “Should we go to the hospital for a thorough check-up first? Let’s understand the specific situation before considering what to do next.”

Vermouth immediately shook her head, her eyes instantly regaining their composure: "No, we can't go to the hospital."

She took a deep breath of the cold air and finally uttered the decision that had been lingering in her mind for so long. Her voice was not loud, but her tone was resolute and unquestionable: "I cannot keep this child."

"why?"

Almost immediately, Lin Jiashu pressed for an answer.

He even grabbed Vermouth's arm because of this.

The two were so close that, in the eyes of the young couple in the house further away, it only elicited a smile from them.

Vermouth remained silent.

The sea breeze ruffled her blonde hair, and in the moonlight, her profile appeared somewhat pale and fragile. The traces of her inner struggle were faintly visible on her tightly pursed lips and slightly trembling eyelashes.

What are you hesitating about?

Lin Jiashu sensed that she seemed to be weighing something in her mind and pressed her for more information.

"..."

Vermouth was indeed hesitant.

Looking at the deep-thinking man before her, she thought he should have nothing to do with the organization's deeper darkness... On the contrary, he was both the creator of this accident and perhaps the only one who could understand the terrifying implications.

I've really lost my mind—

She mocked herself.

“Jun Du, do you know why I’ve always received that man’s favor in the organization?”

She didn't answer Lin Jiashu's question directly; instead, her voice became erratic.

Lin Jiashu's eyes flickered slightly.

"I'm all ears."

“Because I am related to that gentleman by blood.” Vermouth gave a faint smile. “This blood relationship can barely be considered close, but in reality, that gentleman is not a cold-blooded monster who cares about kinship.”

"so?"

Lin Jiashu narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze so sharp it seemed to pierce through Vermouth's soul.

This was indeed something he didn't know.

Vermouth seemed unconcerned by his reaction and continued in that calm tone, "So this favoritism is based on the fact that I share similar blood with him and that the Miyano couple's experiments have been remarkably effective on me."

As she said this, her gaze met Lin Jiashu's, a gaze that was cold and desolate. "In other words, the reason I am important is because I am a rare and successful experimental subject—and my genes are relatively close to his."

"I see."

At this point in Vermouth's speech, Hayashi Yoshiki realized all of her concerns.

The woman instinctively reached for her cigarette, her fingers brushing against the edge of her empty pocket before she realized she hadn't brought any with her.

She curled her fingers in frustration and continued, "After losing Sherry, the organization never stopped its research in this area, but progress was slow. After the Miyano couple successfully experimented on me, they conducted a lot of research on me, but it seems that the results they could extract from me have reached their limit, so I am able to have relative freedom now."

"But once the organization finds out I'm pregnant, you can foresee the consequences, right, Cointreau!"

"The child I give birth to will inevitably become the next perfect experimental subject in that gentleman's eyes!"

As she spoke, her voice suddenly became heavy and cold, filled with clear fear and trembling, "Even if the child I give birth to may not inherit certain traits from me... just because I am one of the few successful examples, that man will definitely not let me go... especially now that he is getting more and more anxious!"

"Therefore, it is impossible for me to give birth to this child, Cointreau."

"And it's even less likely that we'll leave any traces or records at the hospital... I can't bear the thought that my child will be destined to become a lab rat from birth, repeating or even surpassing the nightmare I experienced! That's more terrifying than death!"

The waves continued to pound tirelessly against the beach, making a loud crashing sound, which only accentuated the deathly silence between the two.

This isn't being pretentious.

Rather, it was Vermouth's most sober understanding of the organization and that man's ruthless nature.

She suddenly lost interest.

"Let's get back in the car."

Lin Jiashu did not refuse.

Under the watchful eyes of the family of three, the two left the beach without a second thought.

The closed car door shut out the salty sea breeze and the coolness of the night. Vermouth leaned back in the passenger seat, turning her head to look at the dark sea outside the window, avoiding eye contact with Hayashi Yoshiki and silently processing her suppressed emotions.

Boom!

The car's engine was started.

Amidst the engine's hum, Lin Jiashu's voice, brimming with tranquility, said: "You just said... Karasuma Renya is getting more and more anxious, is that right?"

Suddenly, Vermouth turned to look at Hayashi Yoshiki, her face showing disbelief, astonishment, and wariness.

"Why did you..."

How do you know this name?

The second half of the sentence got stuck in her throat.

Karasuma Renya—this name is the organization's most core taboo! It's the true identity of that gentleman, a fact that even most of the organization's higher-ups may not know!

Seeing her shocked and speechless expression, Lin Jiashu chuckled softly.

The suppressed chuckles sounded particularly clear and eerie in the cramped car.

Why can't I know?

He turned to the side, his gaze fixed on Vermouth's increasingly horrified face: "The organization's BOSS is Karasuma Renya, who has one foot in the grave but still dreams of immortality... I knew this from the very beginning."

He didn't give Vermouth time to process the information and suddenly got up and approached her.

The tall figure loomed over him with an intense sense of oppression, trapping Vermouth between the passenger seat and his own body.

Lin Jiashu reached out, his fingertips carrying an irresistible force, and gently stroked her smooth yet cold cheek. The gesture seemed intimate, but it carried a sense of control.

His movements were both elegant and powerful.

Looking down at her from his elevated position, he gazed into her somewhat confused eyes:

"So let's have the baby."

The tone wasn't one of discussion; it was more like a declaration carrying a command.

Vermouth stiffened at his sudden approach and touch, trying to break free, but he held her down even tighter. She felt the warmth from his fingertips, mixed with his scent, and a surge of humiliation and anger welled up inside her.

But Hayashi Yoshiki wasn't finished speaking.

He savored the surging anger and surprise in her eyes, a distinct smile curving his lips.

"Since you've confessed your biggest secret to me... well, in exchange, I'll tell you some of my little secrets too."

His lips almost touched her earlobe, his warm breath brushing against her sensitive skin, but what he uttered were wild words that could stir up a tidal wave: "My goal... is to kill Karasuma Renya, and then, kill Rum and take his place."

Vermouth's blood seemed to freeze instantly. She stared wide-eyed in disbelief at the handsome yet ambitious face so close to hers.

Killed the BOSS?

Replace rum?

Does he even know what he's saying?!

Overwhelmed by utter shock and the inopportune pleasure he had aroused in her body, Vermouth forced out a trembling accusation through gritted teeth: "You...you're absolutely delusional! Are you insane?!"

"Wishful thinking?"

Lin Jiashu seemed to have heard a joke.

He chuckled, not moving away but instead pressing closer until his nose almost touched her face, his deep eyes clearly reflecting her image: "So, Vermouth, you place your hopes on a high school detective shrunk by drugs, seeing him as a 'silver bullet' capable of destroying the organization... isn't that the real, romantic fantasy?"

"!!!"

His words instantly froze all of Vermouth's struggles and rebukes.

She stared at Lin Jiashu's face in disbelief.

Why……

How does this guy know everything?

Vermouth did indeed have unusual expectations for the shrunken Shinichi Kudo... While everyone in the organization, including Renya Karasuma, was only concerned with Shuichi Akai, she thought to herself that the brat from the Yukiko family was the real silver bullet that could destroy the organization.

But how did Jundu know her deepest thoughts?

How does he know?!

Chapter 76: Only the deeper and purer darkness itself can devour darkness.

"How pitiful, Vermouth."

Seeing the undisguised shock and fear in her eyes, Lin Jiashu gently stroked her jawline with his fingertips, his tone carrying a tenderness that was almost pity: "Unable to break free of the cage on her own, she can only place her faint hope on a high school student who has been cruelly mocked by fate and can barely take care of himself... This helpless expectation is both romantic and pathetic."

"Don't you find this passive waiting, and the future you yourself lack confidence in, agonizing?"

He chuckled softly.

There was no sarcasm in the laughter, but rather a chilling sense of acceptance and allure: "Instead of betting your future on a high school detective who still needs to grow and may not even be able to take care of himself, why not place your bet on someone more trustworthy?"

Vermouth's body writhed uncomfortably under his restraint.

Reason told her that this man's ideas were dangerous and crazy, but something deep inside her that had been suppressed for too long seemed to be ignited by his words.

She gritted her teeth:

"Your idea is insane! Kill that man and Rum, then take over the organization... that's just wishful thinking!"

"crazy?"

Lin Jiashu tilted his head slightly, his smile still elegant. "Then tell me, Vermouth, what exactly are your reasons for favoring Shinichi Kudo? Is it the FBI behind him who has repeatedly suffered setbacks? Or is it his father, a renowned mystery novelist living far away overseas?"

Before Vermouth could answer, Hayashi Yoshiki continued, "The FBI is indeed a formidable enemy of the organization. If Shuichi Akai were still alive, he might indeed be worthy of some attention... But to think that external pressure alone, plus a high school student, could destroy such a deeply rooted behemoth is far too idealistic."

He stepped back slightly, giving her some breathing space, while also ensuring his words reached her ears more clearly.

“Well then, let me tell you some more interesting secrets.” His voice had a captivating charm. “The head of the FBI’s Japan operations team, James Black, has another little-known identity: he is Rum’s collaborator.”

Vermouth's pupils contracted sharply.

"Back when I was planning to kill Shuichi Akai and those FBI members, I conveniently used their deaths to shift some of the blame onto James."

“That’s right, it’s that Judy Starling you accidentally let go back then. Although she finds it hard to believe that James Black, whom she regarded as a father figure, could be a ghost… but after all, it’s a message from the deceased Shuichi Akai. When the time is right, the FBI’s command in Japan will temporarily fall into her hands, and at that time… this power can also be used by me.”

Seeing the incredulous expression on Vermouth's face, Lin Jiashu calmly dropped an even more bombshell: "Furthermore, compared to the FBI, the identity and depth of my infiltration within the Japanese Public Security Bureau are actually far more useful."

Looking at his matter-of-fact expression, Vermouth almost trembled.

This guy—

Was he exaggerating, or did he really do all that behind the scenes?

If all of this is true, this guy is absolutely terrifying—

Suddenly, Vermouth was reminded of some suspicious points that had arisen within the organization.

If it's Cointreau...

If it's this guy who's been lurking in the organization, waiting for an opportunity to strike!

"Was it you who clashed with that mysterious organization that was searching for Pandora before?!"

"You really are a perceptive woman."

Lin Jiashu condescendingly acknowledged Vermouth's suspicions, her dark eyes swirling with an ambition she couldn't comprehend.

Vermouth felt her worldview tremble.