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

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Chapter 116: Your fucking Chianti!

After digging deep into the ground and failing to find any trace of the missing Sherry, Gin finally decided to burn down the research institute.

This incident was immediately published in major newspapers the next day.

The shrunken Miyano Shiho immediately fell into PTSD after seeing the news - it was not that the cruelty of the organization exceeded her expectations, but she understood more clearly what kind of threat she was facing.

She has been staying at the Kindaichi Detective Agency for the past few days.

Thanks to her, Lin Jiashu finally understood why Gin sometimes got sick for no apparent reason.

"From what I've heard, they believe you have a serious mental illness."

This is what Miyano Shiho said at the time.

She didn't know the details, and after spending the past few days with Lin Jiashu, she felt even more confused. After all, Lin Jiashu spoke very clearly and his emotions were very stable, with no so-called mental illness tendencies at all.

Lin Jiashu tried to put himself in the perspective of Gin and others.

For a long time,

"..."

He was silent.

Without paying attention to these things, Lin Jiashu received a message on his mobile phone. It was Gin asking him to go to the Black Widow Bar.

"Are you going out?"

"Well, I guess I won't be back so early."

Lin Jiashu didn't say who was looking for her. He looked at Miyano Shiho, who was still a little nervous, and smiled, "If you're worried when I'm not around, just hide in your room. I have the key, so no matter who knocks, just ignore them. There are surveillance cameras everywhere, so if anything seems amiss, just call me immediately."

".....knew."

Although she really wanted to tell him not to treat her like a child, Miyano Shiho behaved relatively docilely because he was the one who saved her sister and her benefactor.

Lin Jiashu went out and got into the car.

Miyano Shiho is only living here temporarily... Firstly, she decided to contact Kudo Shinichi, and secondly, as a member of the organization, Hayashi Yoshiki is quite conspicuous in the eyes of Gin and others, so there is suddenly a child who looks very similar to Shirley around him, and he might be noticed at any time.

After more than half an hour's drive to the Black Widow Bar, Gin was assigned a task as expected.

And he gave five names in one breath.

"what happened?"

Seeing that Gin's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, Lin Jiashu couldn't help but ask.

Of course, the only person who dared to speak so carelessly at this time was Chianti: "Because there is still no trace of the defected Shirley, he is about to explode."

"I'm asking why I was given so many targets?"

"There are a lot of guys we need to kill during this period."

Cohen said calmly.

.....He's not the only one.

Lin Jiashu understood what was said.

Perhaps after Shirley's defection, Gin was held accountable by his superiors and urgently needed to make some achievements. At the same time, it is also possible that he believed that there was a mole in the organization who helped Shirley defect, so he conducted an investigation...

But none of this would be suspected on Lin Jiashu, because he had never been exposed to any important intelligence since he joined the organization.

“But there are so many goals that it will take me longer to complete them.”

"That's up to you."

Gin put down his glass with a stern look on his face.

Vodka next to him didn't even have time to drink his alcohol, as his hands were working very quickly on his laptop... He had been hacking into the surveillance cameras at major traffic intersections, copying the surveillance videos and sending them to others for review, hoping to find Shirley's whereabouts.

Here we have to sigh at Shiho Miyano's good luck.

She came out of the gas chamber pipe, and there was no surveillance in that direction - after all, with Japan's urban construction, especially in this era, it is difficult to say how comprehensive the surveillance is.

Jingle ~

The bell behind the door rang

A burly man in black, over 1.9 meters tall, pushed the door open and walked in.

"Why are there another mission? We still have to keep an eye on that programmer... Oh! You're here too, brother!"

Tequila complained to Gin as soon as he entered the door, and when he saw Lin Jiashu was there, he immediately walked over.

As soon as he approached, Lin Jiashu smelled a faint smell of blood.

"Thank you for what happened last time."

"What's the big deal?"

Tequila didn't take any credit for it. "It must have been Vodka who found that guy through surveillance, otherwise we wouldn't know where to catch him."

"cough"

When Vodka, who was busy at work, heard this, although his face was still staring at the computer screen, he couldn't help coughing.

--Now, Jundu should be grateful for my kindness, right?

Unfortunately, before he could hear Lin Jiashu's voice, he heard Chianti chattering, "It's me too! It's also my fault for shooting his motorcycle and causing it to flip over!"

".....Is that so?" Lin Jiashu's attention was drawn over.

Your fucking Chianti!

Vodka suddenly hit the keyboard harder, causing Gin to glance over: "What's going on?"

"It's okay, bro."

Vodka continued to work.

Chianti came over with a glass of wine in hand. She patted Lin Jiashu's right shoulder... the place where he'd been scratched by the arrow the previous time, and said with a "tsk tsk tsk" sound: "It's quite sexy for a man to have some scars. But Jundu, you still need to practice your vigilance, otherwise it would be ridiculous if you were tricked by that scumbag again."

"Although this woman is a little crazy, what she said is indeed true." Tequila also nodded.

"...But Cointreau is different from us."

Cohen's eyes behind his sunglasses were fixed on the wine on the wine cabinet.

"No, it's time to exercise."

Gin said.

Precisely because Jundu is different from them, we must make sure that he does not fall behind in this aspect, so that one day he does not die in the mission but is killed by a criminal while working as a detective.

Chianti's eyes lit up at his words. "I say, why don't we just bring Cointreau on our next mission? Training is never as effective as real combat!"

"..."

Gin didn't reply.

"What mission?" Lin Jiashu was a little curious.

"Haha, we've discovered another hostile organization's base. Now we'll just have to wait for the opportunity to kill them after we complete the investigation!"

"Hostile organization?"

"Ah, it's a gem-stealing organization whose members use various poisons as code names. They've been sneaking around the institute before... maybe they're the ones who took Shirley away!" Tequila said this, clenching his fists and grinning. "That guy named Snake is quite courageous. With a leader like that, their organization's spirit can't be weak! We really thought they were scared after their base was wiped out last time!"

Is it a coincidence?

But it does make sense, at least it's much more convincing than hearing that an adult took medicine, turned into a child, and then escaped through a garbage pipe.

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It’s almost time to show off by accidentally killing someone!

117

Chapter 117: Your aim is quite accurate, Cointreau

Ding.

The sound of the metal lighter was particularly clear in the silent night.

A flame rose.

The tiny orange-red flame lit the cigarette between Gin's lips. The faint flickering light made his shadow sway on the ground, and illuminated the ferocity in his dark green eyes.

"Cointreau, this gun is for you."

"Ah, thanks."

Lin Jiashu calmly took a Beretta M92F pistol from Vodka.

The latter looked at him, hesitant to speak.

"I'm already at the sniper position."

Yo~Cointreau! 」

"I saw you through the scope, you look great today!"

After a brief scratchy sound from the headset, Chianti's somewhat crazy voice came through.

No one paid any attention to her.

Even when he heard her say that she saw him through the scope, Lin Jiashu's expression remained unchanged.

"Aim at your own people, you crazy woman, do you want to die!?" Tequila cursed angrily into the headset.

"Why are you so nervous? I haven't even started reloading yet."

"It's time to prepare for the mission. Better to be serious, Chianti."

Cohen, who was preparing in another location, spoke.

She had to give face to her old partner, so Chianti, who was squatting in a nearby residential building, didn't say anything. She looked at Lin Jiashu twice more and then began to reload the gun seriously - today's Cointreau was indeed very different from other times.

Lin Jiashu held a gun in one hand and a book in the other.

Although he was still wearing a black suit, his hair was all combed back into a slicked-back style.

It was just a simple change in his hairstyle, but the feeling he gave was completely different. Not only did his face, which always gave people a gentle impression, become calm, his plain and dark eyes were like a dead pond without any fluctuations... exquisite and deep, even looking a little ruthless. Because the contrast was so great, even Gin couldn't help but take a few more glances when he first saw him.

Cointreau, could it be that you actually have schizophrenia?

"Everything is ready, let's go in and kill it."

Gin ordered, picking up his phone.

The next moment, as Vodka grinned and pressed the detonation command,

boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Suddenly, an explosion occurred inside the Japanese-style building in front of them.

At the moment the roar broke out, the Hummer driven by Tequila roared and crashed into the gate of the courtyard. He sat in the driver's seat, holding a light machine gun with one hand and firing wildly at a group of minions in the courtyard who had not yet reacted. The bullets swept past and took away several lives neatly.

"That guy is always so reckless... Cointreau, you better be careful."

"Of course, I still cherish my life."

Lin Jiashu stuffed the book back into his arms and followed Gin and Vodka into the courtyard.

--Tonight's goal is to destroy the enemy group's stronghold.

He was not a member of the action team, but he was called to get involved in this kind of thing. Gin seemed to think that he could take this opportunity to improve his sensitivity to gunfire.

As they walked into the courtyard, the people in the zoo finally reacted. Many guys in gray and black clothes ran out of the building and immediately opened fire on the Hummer in the middle of the courtyard!

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang! ! ! ! ! !

Tequila immediately retreated into the car.

In the darkness, amidst the flashes of fire, nearly invisible bullets rained down on the Hummer in the field, colliding with the high-strength steel plates with metallic sounds.

Some people noticed Gin and Vodka walking in, but before they could shout and turn their guns around, Gin shot them in the head with several shots.