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

Lin Shen and Conan strolled slowly along a small mountain path behind the resort.

The air in the mountains is fresh, a mixture of the smell of earth and leaves, and you can occasionally hear birds chirping.

Lin Shen walked slowly with his hands in his pockets, admiring his surroundings.

After spending too much time in big cities, he occasionally takes a walk in these forests and feels much more relaxed.

Conan followed beside him, taking shorter steps, but not falling behind.

After walking for a while, Lin Shen asked, "Conan, how are these kinds of resorts usually maintained? Does the Suzuki family send people over to clean them every few days?"

With his hands in his shorts pockets and without looking up, Conan replied, "They probably hired a property management company to maintain it regularly."

"Most of these holiday villas located deep in the mountains are managed by professional management companies."

"They come three to five times a month to check the water and electricity, clear away fallen leaves, and see if any wild animals have wandered in."

Lin Shen nodded, then asked, "What if someone sneaks in during this 'regular' period?"

Conan shrugged and said, "Well, I guess I'm just unlucky."

The two continued walking and turned a corner along a stone path half-covered by fallen leaves.

Then Conan stopped in his tracks.

A green wire mesh fence, about one and a half meters tall, stands on the side of the road ahead, with a barbed wire fence hanging from the top.

A white sign with red lettering hangs on the barbed wire fence. The lettering has faded somewhat, but it is still clearly legible: "Danger in the wild, please do not trespass."

Lin Shen tilted his head and looked at the sign, asking curiously, "What danger?"

Conan gave him a speechless look and said, "Of course, wild animals."

"Black bears have been appearing frequently in the mountains near Tokyo lately, haven't you seen the news?"

"Last month, a hiker in Saitama was attacked by a bear and was hospitalized."

Reminded by this, Lin Shen's expression suddenly dawned on him: "Now that you mention it, I remember."

"Indeed, I've been seeing a lot of news about 'Japanese celebrities' online lately."

Conan tilted his head, his brow furrowing slightly: "A famous Japanese figure? What's that?"

Lin Shen chuckled and casually explained as he walked forward, "It's internet slang—it means a black bear eats people."

"'Xuan' means to eat, and 'Wa' refers to the Japanese. 'Xuan Wa Mingren' literally means 'a bear that is good at eating Japanese people'."

Conan paused for two seconds, his expression carrying a subtle feeling of not knowing how to comment: "...Strange internet slang."

Lin Shen smiled and did not continue to explain the topic.

The two of them walked back the way they came.

Conan walked beside Lin Shen, feeling conflicted. He had a lot of questions on his mind, but he didn't know whether he should ask them or not.

Who exactly are you? — He had opened his mouth to ask this question several times, the words were on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed them back down.

He can't bring himself to say it yet.

It wasn't out of fear... although there was indeed some wariness involved, the main reason was that he felt his relationship with Lin Shen wasn't yet at the point where he could directly ask such questions.

Conan knows too little about Lin Shen right now.

All he knew was that this person was dangerous, highly skilled, and decisive to the point of being ruthless.

They can open fire without warning, and wipe out an entire family without hesitation!

That's too brutal!!

Where is Lin Shen's bottom line? What are the other party's principles? What is their logic in doing things?

Before figuring things out, Conan felt that directly confronting the other party with those questions would most likely only make them more wary, or even cause them to turn hostile.

He felt he should be more cautious and needed a better opportunity!

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The resort is much livelier at night than during the day.

A string of warm yellow lights hung on the terrace, the light not too bright, just enough to illuminate the small area around the barbecue grill.

The charcoal fire was burning brightly, with sparks occasionally flying out, carried into the air by the night wind, and then disappearing into the darkness.

The air was filled with the sizzling sound of barbecue fat dripping onto the charcoal fire and the aroma of burning meat, along with the soft bubbling of champagne bubbles rising from the rim of the glass.

Lin Shen stood in front of the barbecue grill, holding a long pair of tongs, turning the beef tongue and chicken wings on the wire mesh.

He was very skilled; he flipped the noodles, brushed on the sauce, and sprinkled salt all in one smooth motion.

Xiao Lan stood beside him, holding his plate and occasionally handing him a condiment bottle.

The two worked together quite well, and didn't feel awkward even though they didn't talk much.

Conan, meanwhile, sat in a corner of the terrace, holding a glass of orange juice, his gaze seemingly aimlessly sweeping over the crowd.

He was looking for the right opportunity to inquire about Ryoichi Takahashi.

The pool area on the other side of the terrace was much more lively.

Sonoko, wearing a bikini, was the first to jump into the pool, splashing water high into the air.

After surfacing, she shouted to the shore, "The water feels so good! You guys come down too!"

Although Ota Masaru and Kakutani Hiroki had lost face when Lin Shen threw them out of the living room during the day.

But now, after having a few drinks, I've completely forgotten about all those unpleasant things.

They turned on a portable Bluetooth speaker and blasted the music. The two of them swayed and twisted around the pool to the beat, their movements a bit exaggerated, but not too out of place with the help of alcohol.

Chikako Ikeda, having changed into a dark-colored slip dress at some point, was holding a strong cocktail and started dancing along with everyone else.

What surprised Lin Shen the most was Ayako Suzuki.

The young lady who usually speaks softly and smiles like a quiet jasmine flower has changed into a plain-colored swimsuit.

She and her college friends swayed gently to the rhythm of the music, their faces bearing a relaxed and genuine smile, slightly tipsy.

Lin Shen flipped the beef tongue on the grill, his gaze sweeping over the group of people who were celebrating, and silently sighed in his heart.

They've only had a little alcohol, but these guys are acting like they're on drugs.

However, he had lived in Japan for a while and was already used to this phenomenon.

There are too many rules in the daily lives of Japanese people.

You have to bow when you meet someone, you have to be mindful of others' expressions when you speak, and you even have to think carefully about whether the emojis you use are correct when sending a LINE message...

Every single one of them has been disciplined by society to a very high standard.

The more suppressed you are in normal times, the more abnormal the rebound will be after drinking too much.

He also heard Yoko Okino say that there is an unwritten concept in Japanese society called "酔っぱらい免许" (to get drunk without permission).

It means "you can get away with anything if you're drunk".

What you say or do while drunk can be pretended not to be remembered the next day, and everyone will tacitly agree not to bring it up again.

Under the cover of alcohol, you can say things you wouldn't normally dare to say, and do things you wouldn't normally dare to do, without worrying about the consequences.

Lin Shen laughed when he heard this.

This isn't called getting away with it; it's called being emboldened by alcohol!

When a person is truly drunk, their cerebellum is already numbed by alcohol, making it difficult for them to walk steadily or speak slurredly.

A person who can still express himself clearly and make various movements accurately after drinking a few drinks, and who might even do some bad things.

These guys are just using that layer of alcohol as a filter to do what they've always wanted to do.

Of course, we're adults.

Seeing through something but not saying it is the best way to save face for each other.