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

He had been on tenterhooks the whole way, fearing that something from nowhere might strike his temple at the perfect moment. Now that he finally felt a little safe, he had no intention of courting death.

My older brother is really something...

Everyone says that kid has a close relationship with Jundu. Could it be that when he went out to capture her, Jundu had everything arranged for him?

In short, you can't go alone.

Feeling insecure and determined to drag others down with him, Vodka looked up at the others.

"Regarding this mission—"

"I won't do it."

Vermouth bluntly rejected Vodka's impending words.

While the latter stammered with his mouth agape, Vermouth wore an indifferent expression: "We shouldn't do anything outside the plan, like tampering with the cross-age identification system and erasing our traces from past surveillance footage—that's all the order I received."

"Then I won't do it either."

Following Vermouth's statement, Amuro Tooru also stated directly, "Taking unplanned actions may lead to the failure of the plan, and on this point, I share the same position as Vermouth."

While it might be possible to let Sherry escape at crucial moments when going out on missions with Vodka, doing so would definitely arouse Gin's suspicion and vigilance, making him even more suspicious that Yoshiki Hayashi had done something.

Furthermore, the most important thing now is to discuss countermeasures with Lin Jiashu, or at least find out what he's thinking...

Based on this consideration, Vermouth and Amuro Tooru made the same choice.

Seeing this, Vodka could only look at Rena Mizunashi, who hadn't said a word yet.

The latter gave a cold smile: "I won't do it either, and besides, my health doesn't allow it."

She had a gunshot wound on her shoulder that had appeared just a few days earlier—on the German side, when she was about to let her target escape, Gin personally shot her through the shoulder and then into the target's temple.

However, Gin did not suspect her and generously allowed her to return to Japan to recuperate.

"...Tsk!"

Vodka, annoyed at not being able to get anyone involved, said, "Then I'll leave this job to Binga!"

“Oh dear, do you think Binga will listen to you?” Vermouth laughed.

“He will definitely obey Rum’s orders.”

"You're contacting Rum, bypassing Gin?" Lin Jiashu looked at him in surprise, then exclaimed, "Amazing! I never expected someone as honest as you, Vodka, to dare to do something like this."

"...No, of course I would ask my elder brother for permission first."

Vodka was immediately embarrassed.

The conflict between the eldest brother and Rum is escalating... but Vodka never really thought about the intricacies involved. Besides, their action team and intelligence team sometimes complement each other, so it's not a big deal for them to act together, right?

Just right.

Binga doesn't know Jundu's character; he certainly wouldn't be afraid to drag him along to do this job.

"So, why do you think Binga is so obedient to Rum?" Amuro Tooru suddenly asked, arms crossed.

"It's to curry favor with Rum and climb to a higher position, isn't it?" Rena Mizunashi replied.

“I know that,” Vodka scoffed. “I also know that guy is willing to kick others down to climb up—besides, he messed things up in the Noah’s Ark incident before. Although it wasn’t entirely his fault, he was supposed to be executed for it.”

"Do you know?"

Lin Jiashu smiled, his eyes narrowing. "Actually, the person Binga most wants to kick out is Gin."

"Varied--?"

This is something that Vodka certainly didn't know.

He paused for a moment, then quickly made up his mind:

Now I should definitely drag Binga along to do this job!

Chapter 82: It would be nice if you could help me up.

Binga was surprisingly easy to persuade.

On the one hand, he was perhaps eager to impress Rum again, and on the other hand, he knew how important Sherry's existence was to the organization, and that success would be a great achievement. Therefore, he readily agreed to participate in the capture operation.

Since he happened to be near Hachijojima Island, it was very convenient for him to join the trip halfway through.

Therefore, Vodka eventually met him, and the two drove towards the Suzuki Resort Hotel on Hachijojima Island in the night.

However, Vodka seemed somewhat restless inside the car.

He glanced out the window every now and then, and checked the rearview mirror, as if a crisis might strike from some corner at any moment.

"Hey, Vodka, what's with that cautious, nervous look on your face?"

Binga, sitting in the passenger seat, chuckled. He was a man with dreadlocks and thick lips, and he was propping his head up with his elbow on the car window, looking at Vodka with a hint of mockery: "Did Gin teach you too harshly? Has your courage shrunk?"

"What do you know, you idiot!"

Vodka was somewhat annoyed.

However, he didn't want to be direct with this guy who had a conflict with his older brother—the kid they were going to arrest, who resembled Sherry, had close ties to Cointreau. If Cointreau really betrayed them as his older brother suspected, he might do something desperate, like trying to save Sherry or resorting to violence...

But there's no need to explain this to Binga.

Binga, however, seemed to lose patience very quickly.

"Tsk! You're embarrassing yourself. Pull over and let me drive!"

Vodka opened his mouth, wanting to describe the fear of being watched by an invisible grim reaper, but seeing Binga's arrogant expression, he swallowed his words.

Some experiences cannot be understood without witnessing them firsthand.

Forget it.

If things really came to that, there was probably no point in struggling anymore, so Vodka simply gave in to Binga's wish, stopped the car, and switched places with him.

Binga got into the driver's seat, stepped on the gas, and the car accelerated sharply.

Just then, Vodka's phone rang.

"It was Bourbon who called."

He said one sentence and then pressed the answer button.

"Vodka, have you already set off?" Bourbon's voice came through the receiver, with a faint buzzing sound. "We're keeping an eye on Cointreau. He hasn't done anything unusual; he's just reading."

"Ah, they've already set off," Vodka replied. "Keep a close eye on Cointreau."

"Then I wish you success in your mission."

"understood."

Vodka responded.

However, just as the call was about to end, Vodka seemed to suddenly remember something and added, "By the way, Binga and I have switched places now, and Binga is driving."

Amuro Tooru was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone, then said, "Understood."

The call has ended.

Binga glanced at Vodka, puzzled. "Why are you reporting this to him?"

Inside the submarine, Amuro Tooru put down his phone.

Vermouth chuckled and glanced meaningfully at the still composed Lin Jiashu: "It seems Vodka is really afraid of you, even reporting such a small matter as who's driving."

Lin Jiashu smiled noncommittally and did not reply.

He stood up and straightened his clothes. "I need to use the restroom. Is that alright?"

Amuro Tooru immediately stood up and said in a businesslike tone, "I'll go with you. After all, Gin's instructions are to keep an eye on you and monitor your every move."

Going to the restroom is indeed a good excuse.

The other two people present were women, and they had the opportunity to talk to him privately in the restroom, where they could ask him what his plans were and whether he needed to make other arrangements.

However, unexpectedly, Vermouth actually stood up to stop him.

"and many more."

A beautiful and alluring woman stepped between the two, looking directly at Amuro Tooru. "Bourbon, you and Kimito usually work in the same agency... Although there are rumors that you two have a conflict, if it's based on the premise that Kimito is a traitor, there's a possibility that the two of you are putting on an act, so I don't trust you."

"Then what do you mean?"

"I'll take care of Cointreau."

Unexpectedly, this woman suddenly jumped out to block his way and even guessed the truth. Amuro Tooru frowned and sneered, "Are you kidding me, Vermouth? And a woman following a man to the restroom, aren't you going to avoid suspicion?"

"Don't forget what happened in Curaçao last time. I still have some doubts about you... As for avoiding suspicion?"

Vermouth stood her ground, a slight smile playing on her lips, "Anyway, I'm not at a disadvantage."

Amuro Tooru was secretly annoyed. He hadn't expected Vermouth to be so difficult to deal with this time—although they had indeed reached a consensus on cooperation not long ago, it was ultimately just a matter of mutual exploitation.

His mind raced, and he glanced at Rena Mizunashi standing to the side. He immediately offered an alternative: "I don't trust you either. In that case, surely no one would object to sending Kir, who has been silent all along?"

Rena Mizunashi is, after all, a member of the CIA, and she probably doesn't want the organization to capture Sherry either. Sending her would allow her to pass on messages or discuss countermeasures.

However, Vermouth was equally eager to have a private conversation with Hayashi Yoshiki, and she was unwilling to let this opportunity slip by.

"Don't forget that last time she was handcuffed in that factory just like you, Bourbon."

"You're so persistent, that's not like you at all, Vermouth."

"After all, you know how dangerous Jundu is. I can't forget the time he sent me to the hospital in a car accident."

Vermouth gave a cold laugh.

Seeing that the situation had reached a stalemate, Lin Jiashu took out a coin as if it were none of his business, and played with it between his fingers: "If there is a dispute, why don't we just flip a coin to resolve it? It's fair, isn't it?"

His suggestion calmed the two down for the time being.

“Frontline,” Vermouth said coldly.

“The other side.” Amuro Tooru immediately followed.

Lin Jiashu flicked his thumb, and the coin spun in the air before he caught it steadily with the back of his hand and covered it with his other hand.

He moved his palm away—to the front.

“It’s the front.” Hayashi Yoshiki smiled and looked at Amuro Tooru, whose expression wasn’t very good. “I’m sorry, Bourbon.”

Amuro Tooru snorted coldly, sat back down, and unconsciously tightened his grip on his hands in his pockets.

He watched Vermouth follow Hayashi Yoshiki toward the restroom, feeling somewhat puzzled... Vermouth was a woman whose thoughts were hard to fathom, and her insistence on following Hayashi Yoshiki seemed rather unusual.

The passageway leading to the restroom was rather narrow and quiet.

Vermouth walked side by side with Hayashi Yoshiki until they entered the restroom together. Once they confirmed that the two men hadn't followed, she lowered her voice, a hint of suppressed anger in her eyes, and demanded, "What exactly are you planning? You deliberately told Vodka Sherry's location and provoked Gin! Do you want to die?"

Lin Jiashu turned his head, looked at the anxiety in her eyes, his smile faded slightly, and said in a calm tone, "Don't be nervous, Vermouth. Do I look like someone who would just sit and wait to die?"

"then you--"

“Gin already suspected me the moment Rum was attacked. There’s no way to hide now. Let him come and see for himself.” Lin Jiashu said calmly.

"I don't understand what you mean. If Vodka and Binga don't bring Sherry back, it will only deepen Gin's suspicion of you. But if Sherry is brought back, do you think she has the ability to hide it from Gin's eyes?"

Vermouth crossed her arms and stared coldly at Yoshiki Hayashi. "To be honest, I simply can't understand why you would do something like exposing Rum and causing Gin to suspect you."

"Because we don't have much time left."

"..."

"The time from pregnancy to showing is generally around four months. In the early stages, you can use the excuse of gaining weight to cover it up... But you are a female celebrity, and with your bright and flamboyant style, this excuse doesn't quite hold water."

Lin Jiashu's words caused Vermouth's expression to change slightly. After all, she was a person involved and could feel the urgency more. Therefore, she had nothing to say. "Gin's suspicions will not be so easily dispelled, but once the evidence collection fails, he will at least behave for a while - until he realizes that the real person who betrayed the organization is Rum."

"Rum—?"

Vermouth looked stunned.

She couldn't understand where Lin Jiashu got his confidence from, but Lin Jiashu was clearly unwilling to say more.

Looking into his eyes, which seemed to have never shown any anxiety or unease, Vermouth felt somewhat calmer, even though her anxiety hadn't completely dissipated. She had already experienced this man's madness and scheming firsthand, and at this moment, she seemed to have no better choice than to trust him.

“You’d better make sure your plan is foolproof,” she warned, “otherwise, we’ll all be in for it.”

"Don't worry, everything is still going according to plan. You just need to keep an eye on me as you are now."