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

He wasn't wearing a suit; he was fully armed.

A heavy black tactical vest clung tightly to his burly frame, laden with magazines and grenades. He wore a waterproof tactical mask, revealing only a pair of fierce eyes, and held a modified M249 light machine gun in his hand.

"Hmph, finally caught up."

Chianti's voice came through the communication headset, tinged with a bloodthirsty excitement.

She wasn't in the cabin; instead, she was strapped to a mooring post on the deck. Even as the wind and rain lashed at her like whips, she remained as steady as a rock. A rain cover covered her sniper rifle, and her eyes were pressed firmly against the thermal imaging scope.

"These traitors, do they think they can shake us off in this awful weather?"

"Wind speed...westerly...25 knots. Wave height...corrected..."

Cohen lay on the other side, his voice still dull and mechanical. He was like a lifeless reef, letting the waves crash against him.

Their target was the private yacht that was desperately trying to escape ahead.

The yacht was carrying a research director who was attempting to defect to another country seeking asylum, taking the organization's research data with him.

"The orders from above are very clear."

Tequila pressed his earpiece, his voice cold, "No prisoners, no interrogation. Sink it. But... make it look like 'those guys' did it."

"I know, I know. It's such a hassle."

Chianti grumbled, but her actions were unwavering. She pulled a special bullet from her tactical pocket and chambered it.

It was a specially made incendiary bomb, with a tiny, eerie spider pattern engraved on its warhead.

"Is it really possible to successfully frame someone just with this thing?"

"Mind your own business."

"Yeah, as long as it lets me kill people happily."

Chianti licked the raindrops from the corner of her mouth. "I've got my sights on!"

"One nautical mile away. In firing range," Cohen reported.

"Fire!"

boom!boom!

The two silenced gunshots were barely audible in the storm.

The cockpit window of the yacht in the distance shattered instantly. Immediately afterwards, the special incendiary bomb struck the yacht's fuel tank.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, but instead, a strange red flame instantly rose up. The flame not only didn't extinguish in the torrential rain, but spread rapidly like a persistent infection, engulfing the entire yacht.

"Ahhhh-"

The people on the yacht screamed and tried to jump into the sea, but Tequila had already pulled the trigger of the machine gun.

Da da da da—

The dense hail of bullets, like the scythe of death, precisely reaped the figures that had jumped into the sea.

In just three minutes.

The yacht transformed into a bonfire on the sea surface, then slowly sank into the abyss.

Tequila put down the scorching gun barrel, took out a sealed waterproof bag containing a card—a notice printed in the style of Phantom Thief Kid, but signed "Spider".

He threw the bag into the sea and let it float with the wreckage.

"Mission accomplished."

-

Beika Town, Second Apartment.

Outside, the rain poured down, but inside the upscale apartment, it was warm and cozy. Heavy blackout curtains kept out the storm, leaving only a soft, warm glow from the lamplight.

Lin Jiashu leaned against the headboard, a lazy blush on his unusually handsome face. His black hair was slightly messy and hung down in front of his forehead. His shirt, which he usually buttoned up to the top button, was now open, revealing his muscular chest.

On him, Ran Mouri was moving somewhat clumsily but with unusual persistence.

The girl's long hair was soaked with sweat, clinging to her fair cheeks and neck. Her usually clear eyes were now veiled with a misty haze, and there were still physiological tears in the corners of her eyes.

She bit her lower lip, trying to suppress the broken whispers in her throat, but the suppressed gasps still betrayed her emotions.

"Jia, Brother Jiashu..."

Xiao Lan's voice trembled as she placed her hands on Lin Jiashu's chest, her fingertips turning slightly white from the force.

"Hmm... what's wrong, Xiaolan?"

Lin Jiashu placed his hands on her slender waist, feeling each tremor of her body. His voice was deep and husky, with a captivating magnetism, "Are you tired?"

"No...no, no..."

Xiaolan shook her head. She leaned down and pressed her lips to Lin Jiashu's, as if trying to steal air from his mouth.

A gentle glint flashed in Lin Jiashu's eyes.

At this most confused and infatuated moment.

"Om - hum -"

The phone on the bedside table suddenly vibrated.

In this room where only the sounds of breathing and rain outside the window could be heard, the vibration sounded particularly jarring.

Xiaolan's body suddenly stiffened.

The panic that surged up her spine made her instantly stop all movement.

She stared wide-eyed at the constantly flickering screen, like a startled fawn.

who is it?

It's so late... Is it Dad? Or Mom?

The intense sense of transgression and shame instantly overshadowed her lust, and she instinctively wanted to get up and hide under the covers.

However, Lin Jiashu did not let go of her hand.

The large hands that had been caressing her waist now gripped her waist like iron clamps, preventing her from escaping even an inch.

"It's okay, don't move."

Lin Jiashu whispered in her ear.

Xiao Lan trembled and looked up at him.

He held Xiaolan with one hand, keeping her in the position of sitting on him.

With his other hand, he casually picked up his phone.

"Hey."

His voice was steady, without a trace of breathlessness, "Who is it? What brings you here so late?"

It was Gin on the other end of the phone.

The goods have sunk to the bottom, and the business card you mentioned has been left.

Xiaolan couldn't hear what was being said on the phone.

She could only feel the vibration of Lin Jiashu's chest as he spoke, and... the heat that was still buried inside her body.

The stark contrast made her feel dizzy.

She held her breath, afraid to make even the slightest sound that the person on the other end of the phone might hear.

Lin Jiashu seemed to sense her change.

A wicked smile curled at the corner of his mouth, and the hand that was gripping her waist suddenly pressed down mischievously.

"Well--!"

Xiao Lan almost cried out, then quickly covered her mouth tightly, collapsing into his arms and trembling.

Gin was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone.

With his keen senses, he immediately noticed something amiss from Lin Jiashu's overly "gentle" tone and the unnatural breathing in the background.

It seems you're not available right now.

Gin's voice remained cold, but seemed to carry a subtle hint of mockery.

I won't disturb your enjoyment any longer.

"Beep, beep, beep."

The call was abruptly disconnected.

At the same time.

Inside a gray Mazda in Chiyoda Ward.

"Mr. Furuya, we just received intelligence."

Kazami Yuya looked at the emergency news on his phone, his face grim. "A yacht has exploded in the high seas of the Pacific Ocean. Although the scene has not yet been cleared, we have intercepted a distress signal in the nearby waters... The signal mentioned 'Spider'."

"spider……"

Amuro Tooru gripped the steering wheel tightly, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.

"Is it that zoo organization again? These lunatics are so brazen."

“But shouldn’t they only target the gems?” Kazami Yuya frowned, somewhat puzzled. “This is seriously threatening the safety of international shipping.”

"Hmph, a bunch of lunatics!"

Amuro Tooru sneered, "Since they're so eager to become famous, let's play along. Issue the order to upgrade the surveillance level on the 'Zoo' organization. Once any trace is discovered, make an immediate arrest."

"Yes!"

-

It should take about three or four more chapters.

Chapter 136: The Last Piece of the Puzzle

The rain has stopped and the sky is clear.

Last night's violent storm that swept through Tokyo seemed to have washed away all the dust from the city.

Lin Jiashu did not go to the office early this morning, but drove to the other side of the city and arrived at a two-story detached building with the sign "Asai Clinic".

Ding-dong-

After parking the car, Lin Jiashu rang the doorbell.

Not long after, the door opened, and Asagi, dressed in pajamas, poked her head out.

"You've arrived, Mr. Lin."

He stepped aside to make way, and said with a gentle smile, "That kid Hiroki has been waiting by the window since this morning, and he hasn't eaten much breakfast."

"That's why I brought McDonald's breakfast," Lin Jiashu laughed. "Will taking care of him be too much trouble?"

“No, Hiroki is quite easy to manage, even a bit too sensible.” Narumi’s voice lowered. “He’s not noisy like other kids his age, and he spends most of his time reading or coding. But lately, for some reason, he keeps saying he wants to see you no matter what.”

Lin Jiashu nodded, his gaze fixed on the depths of the living room.

Hiroki Sawada was sitting on the sofa when he heard the door open, so he immediately looked over and instinctively stood up.

"Brother Jiashu!"

"Long time no see, Hiroki."

Lin Jiashu smiled, picked up the bag in his hand, and shook it. "I brought you some good stuff."

Hiroki felt a little embarrassed when he saw what was in his hand.

"...Thank you, Yoshiki-san."

He didn't actually like eating this much, but anyway, he was somewhat happy.

The three then sat around the dining table and ate a simple breakfast.

Most of the time, it was Lin Jiashu who asked about Chengshi and the others' current situation. After learning that they were living a peaceful life recently, Lin Jiashu was relieved.

After breakfast, Chengshi said she had to go open the clinic, leaving the space to the two people, one big and one small.