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

When Qiu Jiang received the news, he was completely stunned.

She was sitting in front of her dressing mirror in her room, holding a glass of red wine, thinking about how to celebrate after Long Nan finished his business.

There was a knock on the door. When she opened it, a pale-faced waiter stood there, and he told her in a very nervous tone:

"Miss Akie, your husband, Mr. Ryūon, has had an accident in the ship's hangar. Please come there immediately."

Qiu Jiang initially thought that Long Nan had succeeded, but that she was needed to handle the aftermath at the scene.

She put down her wine glass, lifted her skirt, and strode quickly towards the bottom of the boat in her high heels.

However, when she pushed open the heavy fire door and entered the shipyard, she felt as if she had been punched in the face, and froze on the spot.

The dragon man lay in a pool of blood, his chest stained crimson.

There was a group of people standing around.

Xiao Wu leaned against the wall, his face full of fear, his hands still trembling, while Xia Jiang comforted him.

Lin Shen stood about three meters away from the corpse, his hands in his pockets, his expression indifferent.

Her aunt, Mariko Hatomoto, wore a gloating smile.

Several ship crew members who heard the commotion rushed over and were standing at the door whispering to each other.

Qiu Jiang was stunned for several seconds.

She genuinely didn't realize what was happening.

Only one thought kept swirling in her mind: Wasn't he going to kill someone? How come he died on his own?

Qiu Jiang's legs were a little weak, but she still staggered over and knelt down next to Long Nan's corpse with a thud.

Looking at Long Nan's pale face, she buried her face in his chest and burst into tears, her sobs echoing in the empty hangar, each cry more heart-wrenching than the last.

Lin Shen stood to the side watching this scene, his face full of speechlessness.

He really doesn't understand!

Despite having a pistol in his hand, being in ambush beforehand, and having the advantage in both position and timing, Long Nan was ultimately killed by a completely unsuspecting groom.

The more he thought about it, the more outrageous it seemed, and he couldn't help but curse in his mind: "Useless! Utterly useless!"

He couldn't even handle such a small matter, and he even lost his life!

He didn't even know where to begin complaining!

Just then, the door to the shipyard was pushed open from the outside, making a dull metallic scraping sound.

Everyone turned to look.

An elderly man, dressed in a dark gray kimono, with gray hair but a straight back, walked in step by step, leaning on a black cane.

Houzou Yamamoto, Chairman of the Yamamoto Group!

His gaze lingered on Long Nan's corpse for about two seconds before shifting to Xiao Wu, who was trembling beside him.

His expression didn't change much, but the air in the entire hangar seemed to freeze, and even Qiu Jiang's sobs were unconsciously lowered.

Hatamoto Gozo spoke, his voice deep and steady, carrying the oppressive aura of someone long accustomed to a position of power: "Kou, what exactly is going on?"

When Xiao Wu heard the chairman call his name, he trembled violently as if he had been pulled out of the water.

He quickly took two steps forward, his voice urgent and tinged with grievance: "Chairman! It wasn't me who wanted to kill Long Nan!"

"It was him!! He tried to kill me!"

His finger pointed at the corpse on the ground, his voice trembling, "He had a gun in his hand, he wanted to kill me! I was forced to fight back, and then—and then…"

He didn't finish the second half of his sentence, but the meaning was already quite clear.

Upon hearing this, Qiu Jiang immediately lifted her head from Long Nan's corpse, crying out with tears streaming down her face, "Impossible! How could Long Nan be such a person!"

"He had no reason to kill you! Besides, where would he get a gun?"

"He's usually so timid, he hardly ever even touches a fruit knife, how could he possibly get his hands on a gun!"

Xiao Wu was so anxious that the veins on his forehead bulged out.

He took a large step towards Qiujiang, his tone becoming urgent and impulsive: "I didn't lie! And sister, you were the one who told me to come down!"

"You told me to come to the boathouse in an hour, saying you had some unspeakable secret about Xia Jiang to tell me! You're the one who led me here!"

Qiu Jiang paused for a moment, then retorted in an even more aggrieved and angry tone:

"Impossible! If I really had a secret about Xia Jiang, I would have told her long ago. Why would I have kept it a secret for her until now?"

Xiao Wu was so angry that he was trembling all over.

He turned his head and looked at Xia Jiang and Hatamoto Gozo, who were standing at the front of the crowd, with an almost pleading gaze, his voice filled with urgency:

"Xia Jiang, Chairman, everything I said is true! I didn't lie!"

Not to be outdone, Qiu Jiang lay on the ground and continued to cry out, "Grandpa, I didn't lie!"

"Xiao Wu is lying! He killed my husband, and now he's trying to frame me!"

Hatamoto Gozo did not speak immediately.

He stood still, the tip of his cane gently tapping the ground, his gaze slowly sweeping across the faces of everyone in the room.

Finally, he spoke, his tone still calm, showing no bias towards either side: "No one can immediately determine whether this matter is true or false."

"But whatever the reason, Xiao Wu still killed someone."

He paused for a moment, then said, "Lock him up first, and hand him over to the police after the ship docks. The police will naturally investigate and find out the truth."

No one raised any objection to this solution.

Indeed, no matter how you look at it, this is the most reasonable and compliant approach at present.

However—of course, the wedding couldn't go ahead with.

This, on the contrary, made Mariko Hiramoto, Shoji Hiramoto, and other direct relatives of the Hiramoto family secretly chuckle!

Security personnel in black uniforms approached and stood on either side of Xiao Wu, politely but firmly.

Xiao Wu's face was very pale, but he didn't say anything because he didn't know what else he could say.

His mind was in complete chaos; he didn't know how to handle the situation.

If the police investigate, then his identity...

Xia Jiang quickly stepped forward, grasped his hands, and squeezed them tightly twice, her voice gentle yet firm: "Xiao Wu, it's alright. The police will definitely clear your name."

Looking into her trusting eyes, Xiao Wu forced a smile and said, "Mm."

Then he turned around and followed the two security personnel out of the boat hangar.

Qiu Jiang was still lying next to Long Nan's body, her shoulders shaking with sobs.

Lin Shen watched this scene, quietly walked over and squatted down beside her, speaking in a voice only the two of them could hear, in a casual tone:

"Alright, stop crying."

"This is a good thing, why are you crying?"

As the saying goes, "Promotion and wealth bring the death of one's husband."

"Now that your husband is gone, once you get the inheritance rights, all that money will be yours alone."

He looked at her tear-streaked face and said with a hint of teasing, "How many young and handsome men can you find by then?"

Qiujiang's crying suddenly stopped.

Lin Shen's words immediately enlightened her!

Her brain, like a machine that had been reconnected to a power source, instantly sprang to life: Yes. The dragon man was dead.

That money is all mine now.

No need to give him any!

From now on, I won't have to live under his thumb anymore!

I can do whatever I want, and I can buy even more expensive bags!

You can find a younger and more handsome man!

Just thinking about this makes Qiujiang want to laugh!

She knew this wasn't the time to laugh.

But she bit down hard on the inside of her mouth, forcefully suppressing the smile that was about to burst forth.

Then, with an even more grief-stricken expression, she lay back on the dragon man's corpse, crying even louder than before.