Gulp gulp gulp!
Grabbing a can of beer, he tilted his head back and gulped down half of it.
Finally, Wakamatsu Toshihide burped comfortably.
Beer is still strong enough!
He wiped his mouth haphazardly with his arm.
He didn't drink enough beer at the party today.
Firstly, he wanted to leave a good impression on Mouri Ran, and secondly, he didn't have a chance to drink it later.
"Asshole, what's so great about that!?"
Wakamatsu Toshihide drank the remaining half bottle of beer in one gulp, crushed the can and threw it hard into the corner.
The pile of cans piled there were smashed open, making clanging sounds.
The depressed Wakamatsu Toshihide opened another bottle of beer.
He originally thought that he would definitely be able to get Mouri Ran this time——
Even though Mouri Ran has no interest in him, Wakamatsu Toshihide always feels good about himself.
He felt that with a strong physique like himself, he was undoubtedly the representative of men, while those men who only had good looks were just useless vases.
Besides, it doesn't matter even if the girl you like is not interested in you, as long as you keep pestering her.
Wakamatsu Toshihide is very good at this kind of thing. His thick skin always comes in handy, and sometimes he just needs to use his body to create a sense of oppression on people, making it difficult for the other person to refuse if they want to.
If it weren't for that pretentious bastard!
Wakamatsu Toshihide still felt angry when he thought about it.
Just as he picked up the remote control and was about to watch TV to change his mood, a slight noise coming from outside the door made him stop.
What's that sound?
Wakamatsu Toshihide pricked up his ears.
He gradually heard it more clearly, it seemed to be coming from the keyhole of the door of his room - someone was picking the lock!?
After realizing this, Wakamatsu Toshihide's drunkenness mostly dissipated.
At this time, the person who was picking the lock outside seemed to be gradually losing his patience, and the noise of picking the lock suddenly became much louder.
"Who is it!?"
Wakamatsu Toshihide immediately stood up and shouted.
He hoped that the lock picker would leave immediately after hearing that someone was in the house, but the noises of the lock picker became more and more impatient.
An inexplicable feeling of tension spread throughout my body.
"Asshole..."
Wakamatsu Toshihide looked around and found the dumbbells he usually used for exercise in the messy room and picked them up.
At this moment, the door was opened——
Standing outside the door was an ordinary-looking man, dressed all in black and looking a bit wretched. He had a knife in his hand and walked straight into Wakamatsu Toshihide's rental house.
"Hey! What do you want to do!?"
Glancing at the dangling silver knife in his hand, Wakamatsu Toshihide became a little nervous, "Get out!"
"Take out all the money in your house! Quickly!"
The man with the knife ignored Wakamatsu Toshihide's words and rushed into the room, waving the knife in a threat.
Because he broke into the house so quickly, the nervous Wakamatsu Toshihide threw the dumbbell in his hand over in shock and anger.
His big physique was indeed not for nothing. He threw the dumbbell weighing at 10 kg almost like a ball. The man with the knife hurriedly dodged to the side but was also enraged and rushed over with the knife.
The knife stabbed straight at him, and Wakamatsu Toshihide stepped back in horror. He grabbed something nearby and threw it at the man. The moment the man with the knife raised his hand to block it, he immediately rushed forward and tried to grab the knife.
The man quickly swung his knife.
A shallow line of blood was cut on Wakamatsu Toshihide's arm, but he quickly grabbed the man's right wrist holding the knife with both hands and suppressed the man with his bear-like body.
"Asshole!!"
The man roared, struggling desperately to break free and swing the blade, "Do you want to die!?"
"You're the one who wants to die! Let go--!"
"Ah, I'm going to kill you!!"
Wakamatsu Toshihide was both shocked and angry. He grabbed the other's wrist tightly and tried to snatch the knife from his hand.
The man felt that his right wrist was almost broken. He screamed in pain and pounded Wakamatsu Toshihide's arm with his left hand. When he saw that it was as hard as steel and had no reaction, he turned and pounded Wakamatsu Toshihide's head desperately.
Driven by adrenaline, Wakamatsu Toshihide didn't feel any pain at all. He hurriedly pulled the knife out of the man's hand. At the same time, he was punched on the eyebrow, causing him to feel dizzy.
The brain is buzzing
Wakamatsu Toshihide couldn't even hear his own intense breathing, and the deep red that burst out from between his brows slightly blurred the vision of his right eye. But when he saw the opponent rushing back with a ferocious face and trying to grab the knife again, his brain, which had not been able to calm down, had already pushed him to respond - the knife in Wakamatsu Toshihide's hand stabbed directly into the opponent's abdomen.
"Arghh--!"
"???"
The feeling of blood flowing onto his hands startled Wakamatsu Toshihide, and he subconsciously loosened his grip on the knife while trembling.
The man stumbled back a few steps.
Looking at his bloody hands, Wakamatsu Toshihide was a little panicked.
"Hey... Are you okay?"
Wakamatsu Toshihide's voice was trembling. He looked at the other party, who seemed to be in a very bad condition, and subconsciously took a few steps forward.
Who would have thought,
"Help!!!"
The man who took a few steps back suddenly let out a shrill scream.
Under Wakamatsu Toshihide's horrified gaze, the man screamed like crazy:
"Wait!! Spare me!!!"
"Anyone, save me!!"
"I'm going to get killed!!!"
The other party's shrill voice made Wakamatsu Toshihide a little frightened.
Especially when he noticed that the door of his rental house was not closed, he panicked and didn't know what to do - Wakamatsu Toshihide lived in a single apartment with multiple households on the first floor, the sound insulation was average, and at this time, the neighbors around must still be awake.
Just as Wakamatsu Toshihide wanted to stop the other party from continuing to shout, he soon saw with great horror that the other party pulled out the knife that had stabbed into his abdomen and stabbed it into his throat instead.
"Ku…Ku…"
The man made a sticky, phlegm-filled sound from his throat.
The next second, his body fell to the ground.
————
Death is certainly a terrible thing.
But there is also the saying that life is worse than death and that the days are long like years.
The Death Note is a tool used to manipulate death.
But after many tests, Hayashi Yoshiki confirmed that the Death Note could, to a certain extent, control the life of the person whose name was written on it. He then thought of another use for the Death Note.
Framing.
Except for underworld killers like Gin, in modern society, murderers can hardly escape legal sanctions.
As long as the person whose name is written is controlled to die in the hands of the target, then the rest will depend on the performance of the police.
Near the Nishizaki Apartment in Beika Ward, 6th Block, Hayashi Yoshiki stood in front of a beverage vending machine, looking at the crowd gathered not far away and the police car with flashing lights with a smile on his face.
He was just watching the excitement, but someone was approaching.
"Handsome, are you alone?"
"No, I came out with my girlfriend."
"Eh... Is she nearby? Well, how about we share a contact number...?"
"Sorry."
After rejecting the well-dressed office lady, Hayashi Yoshiki turned around and left.
Most of the people nearby gathered under the Nishizaki Apartment to watch the fun.
Hayashi Yoshiki walked alone, took out a notebook from his arms, opened a page and took it out.
"Yokogawa Naoya"
"At 20:34 on the evening of February 14, he arrived at the Nishizaki Apartment, Number 72, 6th Block, Beika Town. After some investigation, he decided to rob Room 203 on the seventh floor."
"When he broke the door and entered the house to rob, he was resisted by the resident. During the struggle, he was stabbed in the abdomen with a knife, causing heavy bleeding."
"After that, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Help me!", "Wait! Spare me!", "Anyone, save me!", "I'm going to get killed!", and then stabbed himself in the throat with the knife that had pierced his abdomen to commit suicide."
Click!
With the sound of a lighter, the piece of paper in his hand quickly turned into ashes and scattered in the wind.
Just right.
Yokogawa Naoya was one of the two targets assigned by Gin to be dealt with - he was a member of a society, and his file indicated that he was very good at picking locks.