Detective Conan: Death Note

"Dart!?" Though already fading in the rearview mirror, the dire fate of her companions behind was painfully predictable to Jodie. Her face w

"Dart!?"

Though already fading in the rearview mirror, the dire fate of her companions behind was painfully predictable to Jodie.

Her face went pale as iron.

But reality left no room for more thoughts. She held her breath, forcing herself to focus on breaking free from Gin and the others' line of sight.

The reinforcements were more than just those three from before.

The FBI agents, ordered by James, were already mobilizing quickly toward them, and Jodie's earpiece kept receiving updates on their teammates' positions from James.

"Next traffic light, turn left. Will and the others will help suppress those bastards!"

Jodie gritted her teeth.

Gunshots rang in her ears.

After tentatively firing to shatter the windshield of Tequila's Hummer, Shuichi Akai swiftly reloaded with smooth precision.

His marksmanship was reassuringly precise.

At that moment, Jodie's phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID: Hayashi Yoshiki, she quickly answered.

"Miss Jodie, how's the situation?"

"We're being chased!"

Jodie briefly explained the situation.

Seeing the shadows relentlessly tailing them, the pressure surged, and she gripped her gun tightly, ready for anything.

Hayashi Yoshiki, on the other end, seemed unsurprised.

He began confirming Jodie's encounters along the way:

From Vermouth and Rena Mizunashi pursuing, to the sudden ambush by the Hummer...

After gathering the info, he only instructed Jodie to maintain phone contact.

Camel gritted his teeth through the bullet wound in his shoulder.

After passing the next intersection and spotting the vehicles of their approaching allies, he somewhat relaxed.

Agent Will and another teammate each drove cars that blocked the middle of the road, forcing Tequila to crash head-on.

The roar on the lane was like distant thunder.

Though shaken by the impact, the two agents were prepared.

But just as they grabbed their guns to stop Tequila and the two motorcycles behind,

BANG!

A bloody hole appeared suddenly in Will's forehead.

Mouth agape, he silently collapsed.

Then the other agent, seeing his comrade's fate, only managed to shout "Sniper!" before a bullet struck his forehead too.

"Beautiful!"

From a Dodge Viper that appeared from another street, Chianti, clutching a sniper rifle, was elated.

Damn, how lucky could this get?

Arriving just at the perfect time to take two heads was making her ecstatic!

Vodka, pushing the modified vintage car to its limits, finally arrived with Gin—but the collision of the two vehicles blocked their path, and Camel's red sedan almost had no taillights visible anymore.

"Keep chasing."

Looking at the horrified faces of the fallen agents, Gin grinned cruelly, his eyes savage.

Meanwhile, the fleeing Jodie soon received James's message.

"Will and Hodgson are also dead..."

"What—?"

"Hodgson lost contact after reporting they encountered a sniper."

James's tone was heavy.

Jodie was speechless.

The continuous sacrifice of her comrades felt surreal.

"Don't blame yourself. Facing that organization, we accepted the risk of sacrifice...

Now, the important thing is for you to escape!

No matter if the Akai in the car is real or fake, you must bring him back!"

James's solemn voice made Jodie grit her teeth.

At that moment, Hayashi Yoshiki, who was keeping the call, suddenly spoke again.

She wasn't on speaker, so Shuichi Akai only heard faint bits of conversation.

Hayashi Yoshiki confirmed the current situation once more.

"We've shaken them off."

By the sacrifice of their comrades.

But they still couldn't relax, as those people still clung behind like hunting dogs.

A brief silence from Hayashi Yoshiki.

"No."

"What?"

"This might be the worst possible state!"

"You must never let your guard down, Miss Jodie!"

Hayashi Yoshiki's voice suddenly grew urgent on the other end.

The intense tension gripped Jodie's heart as well.

"Everything's been going too smoothly for them."

"From the timing of that Hummer collision to the agents who died under sniper fire,

It's like they planned for all this to happen!"

Planned all along...

Jodie's pupils constricted.

Only two hours ago, she was talking with Hayashi Yoshiki at a café about unexpected assassins.

Those incredible layers of accidents were undoubtedly part of a well-planned scheme.

If such unimaginable calculations were applied to the organization's assassination attempts, this scene would be only natural.

"Understand?"

"If they pull away from you, that could be the most dangerous situation."

The greatest crisis...

Jodie unconsciously tightened her grip on the phone, her heart mirroring the tension.

As the shadow of death descended, the once normal highway seemed filled with deadly intent in Jodie's eyes.

Her wavering gaze instinctively looked around—

Camel's shoulder wound kept bleeding, his face solemn as if resigned to death, staring down the road...

Should she tell him?

No, she couldn't.

Even if she told Camel—who couldn't understand the terrible nature of what was coming—it would only cause needless worry.

Jodie was anxious and silent.

At this moment, Shuichi Akai stared at his gun, debating whether to kill these two FBI agents.

—Because of Akai, he felt disgust toward the FBI, especially since they so brazenly operated in this country.

But despite his hatred, he wasn't crazy enough to kill FBI agents on sight...

Yet this situation forced him to consider such action. —

Though he didn't hear what Hayashi Yoshiki said on the phone, he could judge from the situation that Cointreau was involved.

This was the worst-case scenario.

Amuro Toru didn't think Gin would spare these two FBI agents in front of him.

So even if he was still in the car... even if he died in the accident alongside them, that guy would just sneer, "If you die, blame your own incompetence."

To avoid being caught in the accident himself, Amuro resolved to kill these two first and get out.

Thinking this, Amuro Toru gradually hardened his resolve.