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

It was impossible to tell whether his tone was one of praise or murderous intent.

"Big brother."

Vodka's voice came from the desk next to him. He was intently operating his laptop, the data cable connected to the main unit retrieved from beside the body. "The data is almost downloaded. This bastard hid it quite well, with several layers of encryption."

They infiltrated this place specifically for this middle-aged man—many assassins sometimes need intermediaries, or "agents," who are also responsible for providing intelligence or firepower support.

Gin and his team tracked down the assassins Binga killed that day, using clues from those cell phones to find their way here.

"Did you find anything useful?"

Gin looked away from the television screen and focused on Vodka's back.

"Looking at it..." Vodka typed rapidly on the keyboard, breaking through the last line of defense, "Got it!"

A large number of encrypted files and communication records popped up on the screen. Vodka quickly browsed through them, his expression gradually becoming serious.

"Brother, look here... there seems to be Binga's contact information in the client list!"

Gin's gaze turned completely cold.

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.

I'm late. I went to handle some renovations today, and the custom-made cabinets I found for the whole house haven't been installed yet; we're arguing about it.

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Chapter 89: I can help you get used to it in advance and gain experience.

The night was dark.

When Lin Jiashu drove towards the bay road and stopped in front of the same beach as before, he could see a yellow car parked not far away.

He turned off the engine and got out.

A woman dressed casually but unable to conceal her alluring charm was sitting on the hood of the car. She looked over when Lin Jiashu approached.

"Why did you meet here? Didn't you get enough of the sea before?"

"Otherwise, where do you think would be a suitable place?"

Vermouth's tone was indifferent, "Listening to the sound of the waves can at least calm my mind."

"That's true."

Lin Jiashu loosened the collar of his shirt under his suit jacket slightly. His expression was clear and innocent. After giving Vermouth a serious look, he smiled and said:

"I prefer how you look now to your usual overly glamorous outfits."

"is it?"

Vermouth responded with a slight smile.

The beach is very quiet tonight.

There was no family of three like last time, and no extra people to disturb the picturesque scenery along this vast coastline.

Vermouth took out her cigarette case.

From the way she opened it, Lin Jiashu noticed that it was an unopened pack of cigarettes.

She lit one.

The slender cigarette was held between her red lips, the scarlet flame flickering in the darkness... The nicotine she hadn't consumed in a long time eased her tense mind a little.

“That girl named Naomi is tougher than I thought. Although you saved her as you wished, she is quite resistant to the system improvement and is not cooperating at all.”

"It doesn't matter. The fact that she's alive is valuable in itself."

Vermouth turned her head and peered at his calm profile through the smoke. For some reason, she couldn't help but curl her lips into a smile.

Reality is truly amazing.

She didn't know why she had this feeling.

An unseen fate bound the two of them together; their physical distance could be infinitely close, but their hearts were infinitely far apart.

At least I can't see through this guy's mind at all.

"You specifically asked me to spare her life from Gin's gun. What are you trying to do? Don't tell me you've suddenly become chivalrous."

Upon hearing this, Lin Jiashu gave her a gentle, almost joking smile: "How could that be? I simply don't want to see innocent lives lost."

"Are we going to tell that April Fool's joke we played with Sherry again?"

Vermouth said with amusement, flicking her cigarette ash, "Say what you will. But I must warn you, this cross-age tracking system is a hot potato right now, and it's best to keep it out of the organization's sight forever."

"A hot potato?"

Repeating this word, Lin Jiashu's mood suddenly brightened. "Because of Karasuma Renya? He ordered you to completely eliminate this system?"

"..."

"Because he was afraid that someone would be able to trace his true face, hidden behind the mists of time, through past footage. It sounds rather pathetic..."

Vermouth's fingers, which were holding a cigarette, paused almost imperceptibly, and she fell silent.

This silence itself is a form of acquiescence.

Lin Jiashu seemed to have received an interesting answer and chuckled softly: "However, his concerns are not without merit. I do hope to use this system to find the Boss's whereabouts... To be honest, I have worked so hard for the organization, shouldn't I give an outstanding employee a chance to meet him?"

"Are you crazy?!"

Vermouth hissed, her cigarette ash scattering, her beautiful face contorted with shock and terror. "Jundu, do you know what you're saying?! More than the system itself, the existence of the BOSS is the real Pandora's box that must never be opened—"

Her voice trembled slightly, a fear that was ingrained deep in her bones.

Lin Jiashu was still smiling.

He even looked at her flustered state with a hint of admiration, his teasing tone tinged with intimacy: "Are you still saying things like this now? You were so bold to switch sides with me back then, even willing to have my child, but when it comes to the most crucial moment, you've become so timid... You're really cute like this, Vermouth."

Vermouth was pale.

She found that her pride and sense of control would easily crumble when she was with this man.

Lin Jiashu then reached out and took the cigarette from between her fingers.

"You'd better smoke less these days."

"...If you're really trying to use the cross-age tracking system to find that man's whereabouts, then I advise you to give up on that idea as soon as possible," Vermouth said coldly.

"Don't worry, I don't like such a sloppy way of doing things. Besides, I'm not the only one who thinks that way."

Vermouth was startled: "...What do you mean?"

Lin Jiashu did not answer directly, but instead turned his gaze back to the boundless, dark sea outside the window.

A cryptic smile played on his lips, as if he were watching an impending, all-encompassing storm unfold.

"Let me start by asking what I want to know."

He changed the subject.

The cigarettes had been taken away, and Vermouth had no interest in lighting another one... Weaning herself off nicotine was much easier than she had expected.

"Gin and Vodka found evidence of Binga's connection with that mysterious organization, which completely confirmed his suspicion of betraying the organization."

"However, Rum, who was unaware of the death of his capable subordinate, was probably very angry, and it is said that he even wanted to cause trouble for Gin."

Gin didn't seem to hold back this time either.

In fact, when Rum personally called to question him, the guy mocked him, saying, "Since you've lost one eye, and the remaining one still doesn't allow you to see things clearly, you might as well take it off too."

"But when the evidence of Binga's betrayal was presented to him, he could only swallow his anger."

"Gin seems to be blaming Rum for Binga's failure on the AI ​​task last time as well."

"The atmosphere is very tense on both sides right now."

"However, the current situation is special. There is also the organization that is pursuing 'Pandora' that is eyeing us covetously. So on the surface, their main focus should still be on uniting against the outside world."

"Unite against external forces?" Lin Jiashu couldn't help but smile.

For most people, emotions have a limited lifespan and tend to fade over time.

But Rum and Gin are no ordinary people.

Especially for someone like Gin who lacks emotion, once his murderous intent or anger is ignited, it's very difficult to extinguish.

“Suppressing some things doesn’t mean they disappear. Instead, they’re like aged wine, fermenting in the dark and becoming more mellow… This kind of superficial calm is just what allows us to fish in troubled waters.”

As Vermouth stared intently at him as he effortlessly dissected the information, a chill involuntarily crept up her spine.

"So... Sherry's exposure was all part of your plan from the beginning, right?"

Suddenly realizing this, she listed them one by one, becoming increasingly alarmed as she spoke:

"The image of Sherry that showed her across age appeared right under the organization's nose and reached Gin's eyes, arousing his suspicion of you and prompting him to personally investigate you."

"But you planted so many people who resembled Sherry all over Japan beforehand, making the system's search results a joke, and thus shifting the suspicion of 'data tampering and framing' onto Binga."

"And in the end, you had Binga killed and confirmed his identity as a traitor... was all of this ultimately aimed at exacerbating the existing conflict between Gin and Rum?"

"..."

Lin Jiashu neither admitted nor denied it.

He didn't even glance at Vermouth.

"It's not enough to just do this much."

"Even though the conflict between the two intensified, they were ultimately unable to kill each other without Karasuma Renya's instructions."

"so?"

"...What should we do? I'm not the only one who wants to find Karasuma Renya's location."

"You want Rum to do something like that?!"

"Perhaps? But would you still be willing to muster the courage to tell me the other person's location, Vermouth?"

"..."

A deeper silence fell over the surroundings, with only Vermouth's slightly rapid breathing and the faint whistling of the sea breeze as it swept across the car.

She suddenly realized that the pirate ship she had boarded was hurtling towards an even more insane and dangerous direction at full speed. And the man beside her was both her captain and, possibly, the siren who would drag her into the abyss.

The woman's silence was carried on the sea breeze.

Tell Jundu the man's location? That would be tantamount to opening the gates of hell with her own hands, and she wasn't sure who would be the first to be swallowed up after the gates were opened.

Lin Jiashu did not continue to exert pressure.

He looked at the calm sea before him, where the moonlight shattered into silvery scales on the crests of the waves.

"All right."

He broke the silence with a light tone, turned his head and smiled at Vermouth, deliberately changing the subject, "Let's not talk about these boring things while enjoying this rare sea view."

His gaze fell on Vermouth, and he asked with a smile, "Speaking of which, did you take the folic acid I reminded you of last time on time?"

"..."

Vermouth was somewhat taken aback when the topic suddenly shifted to this.

However, she nodded generously.

Folic acid can effectively reduce the risk of neural tube defects in the fetus.

However, this medication is usually taken three months before pregnancy, and since her pregnancy was unplanned, she needs to start taking it as soon as possible.

Lin Jiashu's smile became more genuine.

"Do you think it will be a boy or a girl?"

This question seemed easier to answer than the previous ones. Vermouth answered almost without hesitation, "I hope it's a boy."

Perhaps in her view, boys have a better chance of surviving in this dark world, or perhaps she simply subconsciously doesn't want any other girl to repeat her fate.

I wish he were a really naughty boy.

Looking down at her still flat stomach, he couldn't help but think this.