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

In the tea room, Lin Shen looked down at the teacup in his hand that only had one handle left.

The bullet hole in the paper door was still emitting wisps of smoke. Through the hole, you could see figures moving quickly across the corridor.

He let out a breath.

Then he threw the shards on the table, drew his gun, and fired!

He doesn't have the habit of wasting words.

boom! ! !

The first gunshot rang out in the tea room, followed by a muffled groan from outside the paper door, and then the sound of a body falling to the floor.

Lin Shen did not stand still and wait for the other party to rush in.

He strode directly toward the paper door, firing as he went!

Bang bang bang! !

The bullet pierced through the thin paper door and hit several unlucky guys in the corridor on the other side.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

After the first round of firefight, three bodies lay on the corridor floor.

He did not stop, nor did he deliberately move.

Moving around takes too much time.

Since there are no surveillance cameras around, there's no need to stage a scene of dodging after being shot.

All he had to do was walk forward, fire, reload, and walk forward again!

Men in black poured out from both sides of the corridor, the corner, and the teahouse opposite the courtyard, and opened fire on Lin Shen.

Bang bang bang!

Bullets came from all directions, hitting him, and the armor value on the system panel dropped rapidly.

But in the instant he fell, a thought struck him, and he fully healed.

The other side has a lot of people? No problem.

In modern warfare, the significance of numbers has been greatly diluted by the firepower of weapons.

With enough firepower, one person can suppress an attack by dozens of people!

Especially someone like him who's a legend!

Lin Shen casually tossed aside the empty pistol in his hand.

The pistol tumbled twice in mid-air, and before it even landed, he had already pulled out two miniature Uzi submachine guns from his system space.

With a gun in each hand and the butts of the guns against his waist, he began firing directly at the paper doors and corridors around him.

Da da da da...

A distinctive gunshot rang out.

The miniature Uzi is designed to fire 1200 bullets per minute!

Even with an extended magazine that holds 100 rounds, it ran out of bullets after only five seconds!

Two miniature Uzis simultaneously spewed fire, bullets piercing the paper doors of the teahouse, the wooden pillars, and the bamboo fence in the courtyard with a dense, uninterrupted rhythm.

They accurately caught up with the men in black hiding behind cover.

After the first burst of bullets was fired, six or seven bodies fell on both sides of the corridor.

Lin Shen never reloads his bullets; he thinks it's a waste of time.

When he ran out of bullets, he simply threw away the two Mini Uzis and pulled out two more from his system space to keep firing.

While it can't fire indefinitely like with unlimited ammo, the periods of inactivity have been minimized!

After firing all his bullets for the second time, he stopped.

The paper doors around the house had been smashed into a sieve, and some of them had collapsed completely, revealing the corpses lying on the floor behind them.

He stood there and listened for a moment; it was very quiet around him.

There was no further sound from the corridor, the courtyard, or the tea room across the street.

He has already cleared out the first wave of attacks.

But he knew this was just an appetizer.

Given Rum's style, it's unlikely he would only send this few people to test him.

The real big win is yet to come.

He didn't head towards the gate; running away wasn't his style!

Everyone's using cheat codes, who's going to run away?

Lin Shen simply deleted the word "escape" from his bullet!

Since Rum is going to play, let's play to our hearts' content.

If he doesn't wipe this place out completely today and leave a lasting deterrent for everyone, then this kind of thing will keep happening again.

He doesn't have the patience to carry out this kind of revenge every now and then!

Lin Shen tossed the two miniature Uzis aside, and with a thought, pulled out an M134 mini cannon rotary machine gun directly from his system space!

The six gun barrels reflected a cold, metallic luster in the dim light of the corridor!

The rate of fire is 4,000 rounds per minute, and a single ammunition box contains exactly 4,000 rounds!

He carried the heavy weapon in one hand, adjusted the strap, and strode into the depths of the mansion.

Instead of taking the main corridor, he went straight through the smashed paper door and stepped into the core area of ​​the mansion.

As Lin Shen stepped into the next courtyard, two men in black emerged from behind the pillars.

The two men hadn't even had a chance to fire their submachine guns yet.

The Gatling gun in the deep forest was already running.

The low hum of the motor-driven engine began to rise, the six barrels rotated from slow to fast, and then—fiery tongues shot out.

The bullets poured out at an utterly unreasonable speed and density.

The two men in black were cut in two within a fraction of a second.

The impact of the bullet sent his body flying backward, crashing into a pillar before sliding to the ground.

The pillar was swept by bullets, sending wood chips flying and leaving a deep dent in its surface.

Before the man in black hiding behind the big tree could even change his magazine, Lin Shen strode over across the stone path in the courtyard.

"You think I can't see you just because you're hiding behind a tree?"

He sneered, without taking a detour, without stopping, and even skipping the aiming process, directly turned the gun to the huge tree that one person could barely hug, and pulled the trigger.

The bullet ripped through the bark and pierced the trunk with a brutal force, scattering wood chips and leaves through the air.

The tree snapped and tilted amidst the dense barrage of bullets, and the man in black hiding behind it fell down along with the tree.

The men in black, who were hiding behind other large trees, were startled when they saw this scene.

They quickly changed cover and hid behind the artificial hill.

The artificial hill is harder than a big tree, so this guy can't possibly break through the artificial hill too, can he?

Upon seeing this, Lin Shen scoffed and said, "You're as ridiculous as your bunker!"

As he spoke, he turned the gun around and swung it at the rock!

The bullet struck the granite surface, sending stone chips flying everywhere.

A few seconds later, the surface of the boulder was covered with craters, cracks spread outward from the center of the craters, and then the whole rock broke apart.

The men in black hiding in the back were riddled with bullets.

The other men in black hiding in the artificial hill were terrified when they saw this scene, and they broke out in a cold sweat!

Seeing that things were not going well, they quickly turned around and ran into a nearby house!

Lin Shen didn't go in; instead, he simply held the Gatling gun and swept it across the walls of the room.

The wooden wall was like paper in front of the barrage of bullets, riddled with holes and half of it collapsed. The man in black in the room didn't even have time to scream before he fell silent.

Several men in black, in their panic, jumped into the pond in the courtyard with a splash.

Lin Shen walked to the edge of the pond, looked down at the few lotus leaves floating on the water and the figure of a person sinking down.

"Take this torpedo!" He pulled a grenade from his waist, pulled the pin, waited two seconds, and gently tossed it into the pond.

boom!

With a muffled explosion, the water surface suddenly swelled up and then sank back down, creating a spray of water mixed with mud and sand.

After the splash subsided, several corpses slowly floated to the surface from the murky water, face down, motionless.

Lin Shen stood by the pond, glanced at the floating corpses, and then turned and continued walking deeper into the mansion.

He went on a killing spree.

The pace was not fast, but each step was steady.

The Gatling gun barrel was still steaming, and the engine's hum echoed in the empty courtyard like the burping of a well-fed beast.

Where Lin Shen walked, he left behind a pile of bullet casings and corpses.

He has no intention of leaving anyone alive today!

Not a single one will be left.

He knew that if he didn't kill everyone here today and create a victory that would terrify all those in the know, then starting tomorrow, endless trouble would come knocking on his door!

Rum isn't stupid. He set up this trap today to see if Lin Shen is truly qualified to cooperate with him.

If Lin Shen manages to get out alive, then Rum will consider him someone worth trying to win over.

If Lin Shen dies here... then there's nothing more to say.

Since Rum wants to see it, then Lin Shen will show it to him properly!

Didn't this guy say his family was large?

Then he'll take pity on Rum and help him kill more of his relatives!

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On the other side, in the lounge, Shiho Miyano and Akemi were sitting on the tatami mats waiting.

The two chatted while drinking tea.

Suddenly, Shiho Miyano paused, her tone carrying an inexplicable unease: "I have a feeling... something bad is going to happen."

Akemi was looking down at her phone when she heard this. She looked up and gave her sister a reassuring smile.

"Don't worry, Shiho, Mr. Hayashi will be fine."

Her tone was very confident, carrying a composure that comes from having weathered many storms.

Shiho Miyano put down her teacup and sighed softly, "I'm not worried about him not being able to beat me, I'm worried about him doing something reckless."

"Rum called him over, but his intention was probably not to kill him."

"I'm afraid he might act impulsively and make things spiral out of control."

Just as Akemi was about to speak again to comfort the other party, a gunshot rang out.

It wasn't a single shot, but a continuous, dense, and resounding barrage of gunfire that came from deep within the mansion.

It sounded like someone was setting off firecrackers, interspersed with the long, drawn-out sounds of submachine guns firing in rapid succession.

Shiho Miyano jumped to her feet, her expression shifting from unease to coldness in a few seconds: "As expected... something bad has happened."

She stepped forward and grabbed Mingmei's wrist. "They're fighting."

"Judging from the density of the gunfire, the fighting is still very intense. Let's get out of here quickly."

She grabbed Mingmei's arm and ran towards the door of the lounge.

But Akemi grabbed her hand instead.

Shiho Miyano was pulled and stumbled, turning to look at Akemi, only to find her sister's eyes filled with unusual determination as she said:

"No, Shiho! I have to go see what's wrong with Mr. Hayashi."

Shiho Miyano's voice rose in anxiety: "Sister! You won't be of any help even if you go!"

Mingmei did not listen to her.

"Whether I can help or not, we'll see when we get there. I can't just leave like this." She released Shiho Miyano's hand and turned to walk quickly in the direction from which the gunshots came.

Shiho Miyano stood there, opened her mouth, then closed it again.

She watched her sister's figure disappear around the corner of the corridor, then heard the burst of gunfire ringing out again in the distance. She stomped her foot angrily, gritted her teeth, and muttered under her breath, "Honestly, they're all so reckless!"

Then she took a deep breath, started walking, and followed him with a forced smile.