After getting the Death Note at the beginning, I became invincible

Sun Yue roughly translated the full text and found that each of the articles in it was already common in China:

First, try to lure and corrupt their youth with material things.

Second, we must do everything possible to do a good job in disseminating information.

Third, they must draw the attention of their youth away from the government-centric tradition.

Fourth, often create something that has nothing to do.

Fifth, it is necessary to constantly create news to vilify their leaders.

Sixth, democracy must be preached in all circumstances.

Seventh, we should try to encourage government spending.

Eighth, with our economic and technological superiority, to strike at their industry.

Ninth, it is necessary to use all resources, even to make a gesture, a word and a smile, to destroy their traditional values.

10. Secretly transporting all kinds of weapons.

......

This is a century-long psychological warfare.

Sun Yue was afraid that if she stayed too long, she would expose herself, so she took the manual and bowed her head and left the office.

During the lunch break, Sun Yue came to a restaurant near the company to solve the problem of food and clothing.

The latest messages pop up on the mobile phone page:

#庆安小区天然气泄露, two dead, eight poisoned! #

#万罗柳园一户二十七人一天集体暴毙?! #

#卫健委紧急通知, on the 23rd, Class A plague was found in XX Township, XX Town, City C, and the current death toll due to illness is 1,300 people, please keep hygienic...#

Sun Yue drove in one by one, and couldn't help but enlarge the picture after seeing the address and decoration of the second article.

At the same time, Gu Si, a day student, is also brushing up on these hot news.

The tall black Grim Reaper flapped his wings and flew behind, and his old-fashioned and stiff face also noticed these news.

"Think, the police should come again to find clues in a few days."

Gu Si turned off his phone, "Let them look for it, they can't find me anyway."

The matter goes back to Xue Qingyan's death in front of Gu Si, a few minutes after Gu Si successfully recognized Ryuk -

"The other half's death note is hidden in his room?"

Gu Si stayed away from the second floor, which was surrounded by soldiers, and found a seat in the hall on the first floor where no one was around, and quietly asked Ryuk beside him.

"Can't you bring it out to me?"

Ryuk arched his back, shrugged his shoulders, and spread his long, stiff arms: "I'm sorry, but there is a rule in the Death Realm that the Grim Reaper can't interfere in too many things with humans.

"It's so troublesome, I have to go by myself." Gu Si hugged the schoolbag into his arms, rested his chin on the schoolbag, and followed Xue Qingyan's corpse on the second floor with a shelf.

No one would have imagined that such a cowardly female high school student would be the culprit of this scene.

Xue Qingyan's family lives in a wealthy area, and the security guards at the gate take turns on duty throughout the day with high salaries.

Plus there's surveillance in various places.

Gu Si wants to be open-minded, and it is difficult to enter it.

It's really troublesome, it would be nice if Sun Yue was here. Gu Si thought to himself.

Now I can only watch the security personnel guarding the gate from a distance, and no outsiders can enter without the permission of the head of the household.

Climbing walls?

Maybe he was caught before he even climbed up.

Gu Si licked his chapped lips, and could only go back for the time being to find a way.

Xue Qingyan's matter was suppressed by the police, except for a few who knew about it, most people could only guess that this person had committed some major crime.

Xue Qingyan's father was also implicated in this incident, and he was demoted several levels one after another, and his connections were also cut off.

Some of the people who were killed by the dead hand or the fanning who didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement would hold a sign in Wanluo Liuyuan every day to demand compensation.

Gu Si blended into their team when he had time on the weekend, first being a caring and quiet sister throughout the whole process and delivering water and food, and only two days to get some information about Xue Huiyan's outing.

A few days later, Gu Si went to squat Xue Huiyan after school early, and used the control ability of the Death Note to make Xue Huiyan, who had lost his consciousness, agree to the protesters to enter Wanluo Liuyuan, and a group of people were first surprised and then followed Xue Huiyan into the villa.

Gu Si pressed his cap and hid among the protesters as a blind follower.

When the protesters began to erupt, they left with the maid on the pretext of going to the bathroom, and on the way, they found an excuse to write the maid's name in the death note, and asked the maid to take her to see the employee introduction board nailed to the wall in the back kitchen according to the instructions on the content before the accident.

Twenty-five employees.

Gu Si took out the death note and wrote down their names one by one according to the people in the photo.

Wu Huan, died violently at 14:30 on January 23, XX year.

Dongzhigou, died violently at 14:30 on January 23, XX.

Xu Shu....

After finishing writing, Gu Si followed the maid up the stairs on the other side to the second floor.

At this time, a radiant, gentle and dignified lady came down.

"Wen Lan, who is the one in the back?" Madame asked.

Wen Lan's eyes that had lost their highlights were raised mechanically, and his head was twisted 90 degrees in the direction of Gu Si.

Gu Si didn't tell Wen Lan his identity, so Wen Lan didn't know how to answer at this time.

"I'm going to take her to the young master's room... You want to take her..."

Madame frowned, "Wen Lan, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Wen Lan bowed: "I'm sorry, madam, I still have one thing to finish..."

Madame stretched out her hand, and her gentle face was a little angry.

"Strangers don't just take them up to the second floor. Girl, if there is anything waiting in the hall on the first floor, I will go down and deal with it later.

Gu Si shrunk his neck, looking frightened.

"Alright then, excuse me."

Gu Si turned around and went downstairs, opened the death note in his hand and turned around: "Wen Lan, what is your wife's name?" Madame

: "You ask this question to do..."

Wen Lan: "Song Zhi."

Gu Si tried to write down a few names with different names of the same phone, and because of the loss of his son, he was depressed and chose to commit suicide when he returned to his room.

All that's left is to wait for forty seconds to pass.

Madame took out her mobile phone and was about to call the guard. Gu Si suddenly spoke: "Madame, don't you want to know how your son died?"

Madame stopped when she clicked on the call button with five millimeters left, her face strange and vigilant: "What are you asking for?"

Gu Si counted the countdown in his heart, and on the surface, he was still talking to his wife.

"I know some of your son's secrets, even the police don't know."

Thirty seconds.

Madame glared at her beautiful eyes that were as long as a crescent moon, extinguished the screen of her mobile phone and walked to the steps in front of Gu Si, her tone was extremely cold, "You'd better tell the truth." "

Thirty-five seconds.

Gu Si motioned for his wife to come closer, and even took the initiative to make a horn gesture with his hand close to his wife's ear:

"This secret..."

"It's just... It's just—my son was killed by me. "

Forty seconds, no more, no less.

"Smack." The mobile phone in Madame's hand rolled downhill all the way to the bottom of the darkness.

The fear in her beautiful eyes had not yet been stained, and the pupils that had shrunk into a dot began to become dilated.

The willow-like figure was crumbling, and he could only grasp the clothes on his chest with one hand and hold on to the wall with the other.

“...... Madam? Gu Si smiled, "Can you give me the key to Xue Qingyan's room, today is the first seven, I'll go to mourn him." "

The door is unlocked, go in, my poor boy..."