I'm in Detective Conan, and I start with the Grand Theft Auto system.

A few days later, in the afternoon, the aroma of coffee wafted through the air at Café 221B.

In front of the black grand piano in the store sat Sayuri Matsumoto, wearing a beige dress.

Her long, slender, fair fingers danced across the piano keys, and a smooth melody tinged with a touch of melancholy flowed from her fingertips, filling the entire coffee shop.

Lin Shen leaned against the bar not far away, holding a cup of black coffee in his hand, sipping it slowly and listening attentively.

However, he knew absolutely nothing about music; he couldn't understand anything about tonality or chords.

But he could feel the emotions in the piece.

That slow, somewhat subdued melody, as if telling a sad story.

He thought to himself, "This music is so sad! It's almost like a river flowing backwards!"

You should be happy that your groom, who wanted to kill you, died, right?

Why are you so heartbroken?

However, in the booth next to her, Sonoko tilted her head, frowned, and whispered, "Huh? That's strange, why does the teacher know how to play 'The Heartbreak March'?"

Hearing this, Ran replied softly, "Hmm... Didn't Mr. Takasugi pass away? For you, it must be considered... heartbreak, right?"

Sonoko shook her head and said, "In this situation, we should play Chopin's Nocturne to commemorate the teacher's lost love. How fitting!"

Xiaolan opened her mouth, blinked twice, and said, "Hmm...that's true. Does the teacher not know how to play Chopin's Nocturnes?"

Sonoko shook her head even more vigorously: "How could that be! That's a piece a piano teacher could play with their eyes closed!"

Lin Shen stood by the bar and heard every word of their whispered conversation.

He lowered his head, took a sip of coffee, and didn't interrupt.

He knew why Sayuri Matsumoto played the "Heartbreak March".

But he won't say it.

As the piece ended, Sayuri Matsumoto gently lifted her fingers from the keys, lingering for a moment in the afterglow of the last note before slowly lowering her hands.

The coffee shop was silent for less than two seconds, then applause broke out.

Ran and Sonoko were taking pictures with extra enthusiasm, as if the discussion about "what piece of music to play" had never happened.

The two of them rushed to the piano almost at the same time, surrounding Matsumoto Sayuri on the left and right.

"Teacher, you're amazing! It's so good!" Xiaolan clasped her hands together, her eyes sparkling.

Sonoko, not to be outdone, added, "Teacher, your piano skills are still amazing! They sound even better than what we heard at school!"

Surrounded by the two women, Matsumoto Sayuri finally managed her first genuine smile in days, though it was still faint, it was at least real.

She said softly, "Thank you."

Just then, Akemi enthusiastically approached the piano, her voice filled with undisguised anticipation and excitement: "Matsumoto-sensei! You play so beautifully! Could you teach me?!"

Matsumoto Sayuri paused for a moment, looked at Akemi's expectant face, remained silent for a while, and then slowly nodded.

She said softly, "Okay. Anyway, I... want to find something to do. The environment here is nice, and the coffee is good too."

Upon hearing this, Akemi couldn't wait to have Matsumoto Sayuri begin teaching.

Of course, she didn't let them teach her for free; she still had to pay tuition.

Ran and Sonoko stood to the side, watching Akemi pull Matsumoto Sayuri along and start explaining from the most basic middle C. The two exchanged a knowing glance.

Sonoko whispered in Ran's ear, "That should do it, right? When the teacher has something to do, she won't keep thinking about those unhappy things."

Ran nodded seriously, her gaze falling on Matsumoto Sayuri's profile as she patiently demonstrated hand gestures to Akemi. She breathed a sigh of relief: "Hmm... it should be fine."

Then, as if suddenly remembering something, Sonoko jogged over to Lin Shen and hugged his arm.

She asked expectantly, "Mr. Lin, are you free this weekend?"

Lin Shen had already gotten used to the garden's enthusiasm, and he nodded: "I'm free."

"Great!!" Sonoko exclaimed. "Then come to my family's resort this weekend!"

"Okay, then I'll bother you this weekend." Lin Shen nodded in agreement without any hesitation.

He wanted to improve his relationship with Sonoko and then use the Suzuki family's assets to launder his money!

Sonoko cheered, then looked at Ran standing beside her: "Ran, come on over!"

Xiaolan waved her hands repeatedly, "I won't bother you then..."

She's not stupid, why would she go over there to be a third wheel?

Sonoko smiled and said, "It's not just Mr. Lin and me! My sister and her college classmates are here too! You should come along; it's more fun with more people!"

Xiaolan couldn't resist Sonoko's enthusiasm and finally nodded, "Okay... I'll go too."

Sonoko let out her signature cheer again, then took out her phone and started typing rapidly, probably informing her sister about her weekend plans in the group chat.

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Saturday morning, the weather was almost too nice.

The sky was a vibrant blue, as if it had been washed clean, with a few white clouds drifting lazily by. The sunshine felt warm and pleasant on my skin, neither too hot nor too cold—the perfect day for a daytime outing.

Lin Shen drove his car along the winding mountain road towards the outskirts of Tokyo.

The car window was cracked open, and the wind blew in from outside, carrying the unique scent of the mountains and forests, a mixture of leaves and earth.

He had one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the window frame, looking very relaxed.

Xiao Lan was sitting in the passenger seat, wearing a white hooded sweatshirt and light-colored jeans. Her hair was flowing in the wind, and she was smiling. She looked more relaxed than when she was in class.

In the back seat, Conan, also dressed in casual clothes, was leaning against the car window, his gaze seemingly casually sweeping over the scenery outside.

This combination looks like a harmonious picture of a weekend getaway.

But Conan's gaze wasn't on the scenery; he was looking at Lin Shen's profile.

The same thought kept running through his mind: Did this guy really come to the Suzuki family's resort today for a vacation, or does he have some other purpose?

He dared not ask, and could only observe quietly along the way.

The car drove for about forty minutes on the winding mountain road before finally stopping in a spacious parking lot.

Lin Shen turned off the engine, opened the car door and got out. He stretched and moved his stiff shoulders, which made a cracking sound.