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

the next morning.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains in the staff break room, casting a thin, golden band of light on the wall.

Sato Miwako rolled over, then gasped sharply!

My whole body aches and aches.

The soreness wasn't the soreness after exercise; it was the kind of soreness that felt like someone had taken things apart and put them back together.

She opened her eyes with a frown, and the first thing she saw was an unfamiliar ceiling.

Sato Miwako paused for a moment, then sat up abruptly, the thin blanket covering her slipping off and revealing her shoulders.

Wait a moment.

Shoulder?

She looked down.

I wasn't wearing any clothes!

For a moment, Sato Miwako's mind was like a machine that had suddenly lost power, all its functions stopping for a beat.

Then she began frantically trying to recall what had happened the night before.

Last night she seemed to have drunk a lot of beer, the more she drank, the more intoxicated she became, and then she remembered saying a lot of things, complaining about a lot of people, and then... her memory began to blur, like a fast-forwarded cassette tape, leaving only some fragmented images.

She vaguely remembered that she seemed to be... very close to Lin Shen, and in the end, he carried her to bed.

Sato Miwako covered her face with her hands, feeling the tips of her ears burning.

broken!!!

I drank way too much, and this actually happened!!

She always thought that the idea that drinking leads to mistakes was just a matter of alcohol emboldening cowards.

She's always drunk like this, and nothing's ever happened.

But as expected, things went wrong again today!!

When Sato Miwako thought about how her virginity, which she had guarded for so many years, was gone, it would be a lie to say she wasn't disappointed!

However, she is not the kind of girl who is anxious about gains and losses.

Moreover, she had publicly stated that if anyone could help her decipher the code in the case of the Sorrowful Lover and catch the real culprit, she would grant them one request!

Back then, Miwako Sato knew this day would come!

Lin Shen has done it now... so let's just consider it as fulfilling what he said back then!

She glanced down at her current state, took a deep breath, and said to herself: It's not a complete loss!

As Sato Miwako sat on the bed undergoing a complex mental preparation, the door to the lounge was pushed open.

Mingmei came in, carrying a set of clean clothes.

Seeing that Sato Miwako was awake, she greeted her naturally, "Officer Sato, you're awake? I just got the clothes back; they're washed and dried."

Sato Miwako paused for a moment, then quickly took the stack of clothes, her voice still slightly hoarse from not being fully awake: "These clothes are...?"

Akemi placed the tray on the table beside her and chuckled, "I helped you take it off."

"You drank too much yesterday, and you smelled strongly of alcohol, so I took off your coat and shirt and took them to a nearby dry cleaner for an express wash. They were just brought back a short while ago."

Miwako Sato stood there for several seconds, holding the stack of clothes that were still warm from the dryer.

Then a huge wave of embarrassment and shame washed over me.

She had just imagined a whole dramatic scene in her mind where she "lost her virginity to her benefactor after drinking," but it turned out that Mingmei's family had simply helped her take off her coat and put it in the wash.

She felt her face turn red all the way from the base of her neck to her forehead.

Sato Miwako lowered her head, her voice becoming slightly stammering, "Th-thank you."

Mingmei smiled, didn't say anything more, turned around and walked out of the lounge, closing the door behind her.

Sato Miwako said with a sigh of relief, "Phew... thank goodness, it was just my overthinking."

That's what she said, but she still felt uneasy.

What? Is it because I'm not pretty enough? Or my figure isn't good enough?

How could Lin Shen resist such a good opportunity?

This inexplicably made Sato Miwako somewhat unhappy!

However, she quickly dismissed the thought.

She looked down and saw that it was already past ten o'clock.

"So late?" Sato Miwako was startled and quickly quickened her pace. She knew that the Metropolitan Police Department had a routine case briefing this morning.

She grabbed her clothes, rushed into the bathroom, and after seeing a shower, quickly rinsed off, dried herself with a tissue, and then got dressed.

She ran her fingers through her hair in front of the mirror to make sure she didn't look like someone who had blacked out from drinking the night before pushing open the bathroom door and striding out.

After saying goodbye to Mingmei, she hurried to the entrance of the coffee shop, just as Lin Shen pushed the door open and came in from the outside.

Lin Shen was carrying a paper bag. Seeing her standing at the door, he greeted her naturally, "You're up? Perfect timing, I bought you breakfast."

He handed me the paper bag.

Miwako Sato didn't stop. She reached out and took the paper bag, almost running away without turning her head, tossing out, "Thanks!"

Then, after leaving the coffee shop, she quickly disappeared around the street corner.

Lin Shen stood at the door, watching her hurried figure disappear into the distance, and couldn't help but sigh, "Police officers are really busy. They have to rush to work as soon as they wake up."

"If it were me, I would have quit long ago."

As he spoke, he walked to the bar, took off his jacket, and draped it over the back of a chair.

Akemi peeked out from behind the bar, looked at the deserted street outside, and said with a smile:

"Yes, Officer Sato was quite flustered, which is rather different from her usual image!"

The two were chatting when the door bell rang again.

"Welcome, light—" Akemi's voice trailed off before she could finish the word "approach."

Because she could clearly see who came in.

Shiho Miyano!

She was wearing a light-colored trench coat, her hands in her pockets, and her expression wasn't very pleasant.

Akemi was stunned for several seconds, then a look of surprise and delight appeared on her face: "Shiho?! What brings you here?"

Shiho Miyano stopped in front of Akemi, her brows furrowed. "If there was nothing wrong, I wouldn't have come to see you so early in the morning."

Upon hearing this, Mingmei's smile faded slightly, and a sense of unease rose in her heart: "What happened?"

Shiho Miyano didn't rush to answer. Instead, she turned her head to look at Lin Shen and said slowly, "Rum wants to see you."

Akemi's expression froze for a moment.

Rum?

The organization's second-in-command!

Why does he suddenly want to see me?

Akemi's voice betrayed a hint of barely suppressed panic: "Rum? He...why does he want to see us?"

Shiho Miyano gave her a speechless look: "I was going to ask you the same thing."

"What exactly did you do to warrant this busy man personally requesting to see you?"

Akemi's mind raced, and she couldn't understand it.

"We...we haven't done anything wrong...we've been running the café very honestly lately, carrying out all the tasks we were supposed to do, and we've never done anything out of line..."

Shiho Miyano shook her head, her tone certain: "If you haven't done anything special, Rum, such a busy man, wouldn't be looking for you for no reason."

Lin Shen, who had been standing silently to the side, finally spoke up: "It's not about that Tequila thing, is it?"

Akemi's expression changed in an instant.

She suddenly remembered what had happened on the rooftop.

The image of the young man with dyed white hair being shot dead by Lin Shen flashed before her eyes like a photograph soaked in water.

Her voice trailed off: "Ah...is it because of him?"

Shiho Miyano frowned slightly upon hearing the name.

She knew who Tequila was—a not-so-popular figure in the organization who, relying on his connections, acted arrogantly towards everyone.

She replied solemnly, "That should be it."

"I heard that Tequila is Rum's nephew."

Her gaze swept back and forth between Mingmei and Lin Shen. "You two haven't gotten into a grudge with him, have you?"

Upon hearing these words, Mingmei felt as if her heart was being squeezed by an invisible hand.

Making enemies? That's not the issue of making enemies.

That's a matter of directly shooting someone's nephew!

She opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know what to say... She couldn't very well say that they had shot someone's nephew, could she?

Her brain was racing, searching for the right words, but she hadn't found one yet.

Lin Shen, who was standing next to her, spoke up for her.

He chuckled, his tone relaxed: "Yes, there is indeed a small conflict."

Shiho Miyano turned her gaze to Lin Shen and stared at him for a few seconds.

Her eyes held a scrutinizing and appraising quality, and her tone became somewhat serious: "That person isn't someone easy to get along with."

"He has Rum backing him up, so even Gin is reluctant to confront him directly."

"How did you get involved with him?"

Lin Shen did not answer the second part of the question.

He simply smiled and said, "Is that so? Then let's go. I'd like to see what Rum wants to do with us."

Shiho Miyano glanced at him but didn't ask any further questions.

She turned and pushed open the door to the coffee shop. A black Porsche was parked outside, its body gleaming with a deep, matte finish in the morning sunlight.

She opened the back door and got in.

Mingmei hurriedly closed the glass door of the coffee shop, flipped the "Open" sign to "Closed," and quickly followed the others out to sit in the back seat.

Lin Shen simply opened the passenger door and got in.

He leaned back in his seat, glanced at the man in black driving, and didn't recognize him much; he was probably just some minor character.

He then turned his gaze forward, looking at the straight street outside the windshield, a faint hint of anticipation on his lips.

Hopefully Rum will be sensible, otherwise, he won't hesitate to unleash a massacre!