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

"Eh... no way."

"Wait a minute, I need to go to the bathroom too."

Thinking that Conan should meet Tequila by now, Lin Jiashu followed him.

the other side,

Tequila had just walked out of the bathroom, and with just one leg, his tall body knocked Conan, who was not looking at the road, to the ground. His dark outfit and fierce aura caught Conan's attention.

He didn't think much about it at first, but after coming out of the bathroom, he found Tequila taking away the suitcases of the Mantangtang employees at the front desk - because he could see that the other party was not an employee of the company, Conan subconsciously followed him.

result--

"Hello? It's us."

“Tequila.”

"The deal is done. Don't worry, Vodka. Please also inform Gin for us."

Tequila was standing in the corner, talking on the phone.

The moment he heard the names of the two drinks, Conan, who was standing in front of the vending machine pretending to buy a bottle of drink, his hand trembled and his wallet and change fell to the ground.

The people from that organization--!?

He was shocked.

The noise instantly caught Tequila's attention. He glanced over with a fierce look, but when he found out it was just a little kid, he relaxed his guard and ignored it.

However, Lin Jiashu came over at this time.

"Conan, are you here?"

He looked at the money scattered on the ground, touched Conan's head, smiled and leaned over to help him pick up the wallet and change - and when Tequila saw an adult coming, he simply hung up the phone and left.

Conan's face turned anxious.

He finally caught the organization on the tail again and was planning to take the opportunity to secretly install a bug under Tequila's feet when he was picking up change.

"Brother Jiashu, I'll go first--"

In a fit of rage, he wanted to directly install the bug on the other party.

But he was caught by Lin Jiashu.

"You can't run around like this in crowded places. Also, you should pick up dropped items yourself and don't just rely on others for help."

"but--"

Conan was anxious, but he couldn't refute Lin Jiashu's preaching.

He had no choice but to squat down to pick up the coins and wait for another opportunity to follow Tequila. At this time, Lin Jiashu sent a text message to Gin.

Tequila, who had left with the suitcase, returned to the bathroom.

He found a compartment and prepared to open the box to confirm whether there was any problem with the list inside - the content of this transaction was to buy the list of the most talented programmers in the world from the employees of Mantiantang. The organization attached great importance to this matter, and Tequila did not want to make any mistakes.

But just as he was about to open it, his phone suddenly rang.

"Don't open the box! Tequila!"

"what?"

The moment Tequila realized it was Gin's voice on the other end of the phone, he was a little confused.

"Cointreau said there's a bomb in the box you have. Don't open it if you don't want to die."

"Varied--!?"

bomb?

Tequila looked down at the suitcase on his lap, sweat breaking out on his forehead.

He didn't know who Cointreau was, but he didn't think Gin would do something without a purpose... If the suitcase really contained a bomb and was opened, he would probably be blown to pieces in this small compartment.

"real or fake?"

"Bring that box back first."

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Chapter 89: Gin grasps the truth!

There was a loud bang in the suburbs, and the impact of the suitcase explosion shook the entire ground.

The flying debris scratched Tequila's face.

He raised his hand and wiped it belatedly, only to see a little blood on it... But Tequila had no time to care about these things, as he was sweating all over.

It's really a bomb...

And looking at the power of the bomb, if I hadn't answered the phone and opened the suitcase directly, I would have been blown to pieces.

"It really is a bomb!"

Vodka's mouth opened wide, and then his face changed. "Could it be that the public security personnel knew about our deal and put the bomb in this suitcase?"

"Not quite like it."

Gin put his hands in his pockets and looked at the pit not far away that was emitting black smoke. He seemed to have thought about something carefully, then turned around and sat back in the car: "The movement here will soon attract people. Let's go back first."

Vodka immediately got into the driver's seat and started the car.

Tequila also sat in.

He said nothing along the way, and was only grateful that he had escaped.

The three of them returned to the cocktail bar hidden on the top of the Daikoku Building in a very low-key manner.

Cohen and Chianti were sitting at the bar. When the latter saw the three of them, he immediately raised his glass and greeted them: "Hey! How's it going? Did that suitcase really explode?"

"It exploded, and it was very powerful." Vodka said.

"Wow! You saved your life then, Tequila."

"......Um."

Tequila nodded, still looking a little shaken.

The bartender behind the bar had no right to join in on the conversation. When he saw Gin and the other two sitting at the bar, he immediately started mixing drinks - Tequila had a certain cocktail in the organization's bar, and his rule was that the bartender would just mix that drink when he saw him, without asking.

Therefore, the bartender directly poured 30ml of tequila into the classic glass, added ice, and then poured in Sprite to fill it to %, and then sprinkled in a pinch of sea salt and a slice of lime.

After doing this, the bartender covered the rim of the glass with a tissue, grabbed the glass and smashed it against the table with a little force -

Swish! ! !

That pinch of sea salt accelerated the release of carbonic acid in the cup, and a large amount of bubbles instantly rose to the rim of the cup.

"Tequila bomb, please."

The bartender brought the drink to Tequila, but Tequila, who was lost in thought, suddenly changed his expression when he heard this. He waved his hand and threw the drink in front of him away, his face livid as he roared, "Don't serve me this drink again!"

"Yes Yes!"

The bartender was startled and responded with some trepidation.

"I say, why are you mad at the bartender?" Chianti teased him.

"Yes, mixing that drink was the rule you set yourself." Cohen also nodded.

Tequila said nothing.

Gin was sitting there, working on his phone, while Vodka said to the bartender, "Clean up, and make me a vodka martini."

"Ok."

The bewildered bartender immediately did as he was told.

The bar fell silent.

For a long time, it was that crazy woman Chianti who kept chattering away... Maybe it was because she had a few more drinks, so she talked even more.

Jingle bell~

The door of the bar was pushed open and the bell behind the door rang.

"It's so lively today."

"Hey, Cointreau--"

When Lin Jiashu walked in with a smile, Chianti was the first to greet him.

Next came the vodka. Lin Jiashu noticed that his posture seemed to have straightened up a bit, and greeted him, "Cointreau."

Gin didn't react, Cohen nodded, and Tequila was stunned for a moment before standing up. "It's you!"

Tequila was deeply impressed by Lin Jiashu's face.

"good evening."

Lin Jiashu responded with a smile.

Tequila is a big man who is nearly 1.9 meters tall. He has a thick beard on his lips. His face gives people the feeling that he is very fierce and not to be messed with.

However, the look he gave Lin Jiashu at this moment was very kind, and he even made some room for him.

"You saved our lives, Jundu."

Tequila sat down again, but turned her head to look at Lin Jiashu. "If it weren't for you, I would be dead... I'm not the kind of person who doesn't know how to be grateful. From now on, if you have anything to say, just tell me!"

He speaks with a very distinct Kansai accent.

Lin Jiashu just replied lightly, "Okay," and then looked at the bartender and asked for a glass of orange blossom.

"How did you know there was a bomb in the box that was traded for tequila?"

Gin asked this question while the bartender was mixing the drinks.

"Don't worry, it has nothing to do with the police, it's just a misunderstanding."

Lin Jiashu watched the bartender's skillful mix as he replied, "The employee at Mantang Paradise who was doing business with Tequila was called Nakajima Hideaki, right? It just so happened that another employee wanted to kill Nakajima Hideaki, so they secretly swapped a bomb-packed briefcase they'd prepared earlier with Nakajima's... and Tequila happened to take that briefcase."

Lin Jiashu's words shocked the few bottles of wine listening in:

Is this the only reason?

Tequila was silent at first, then he started shaking with anger - he was almost killed by mistake because of this!?

Gin was noncommittal.

His dark green eyes stared at Lin Jiashu, his tone flat and steady: "How did you know someone had planted a bomb to kill Nakajima Hideaki?"

"Well, how should I know?"

Lin Jiashu still had a smile on his face. He didn't look at Gin's face, but thanked the bartender who brought the cocktail to him. Then he said, "...After all, I am a detective."

"Oh, can the detective even figure out the truth about a murder that hasn't happened yet?"

Gin sneered, thinking it was just a joke.

There can be no mistake.

The reason why the staff member of Mantiantang wanted to kill Hideaki Nakajima was probably related to Cointreau, and even the method of killing might have been provided by Cointreau.

Otherwise, how could he know it so clearly.

The more Gin thought about it, the more he felt that he had grasped the truth - Cointreau instigated and even manipulated others to kill, while he himself solved the case as a detective.

No wonder he solves cases so quickly and encounters so many!

After all, he not only used others to vent his murderous desires, but also used them as stepping stones to build his own reputation... Even Gin felt that his heart was so dark that it was outrageous.

But it's very good!

Gin became more and more satisfied with Lin Jiashu.

Having a dark side isn't necessarily a bad thing in the organization; it actually convinced Gin that Hayashi Yoshiki wasn't an undercover agent. More importantly, he always completed the organization's missions perfectly, even knowing how to save his teammates in critical moments. Having such a member in the organization was something Gin rarely felt a bit relieved about.

--And such talents were discovered by myself.

"I will report this matter, and your monthly funding will be increased by another level."

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