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

Inside the banquet hall, gunshots rang out incessantly, like firecrackers during Chinese New Year.

Xiao Wu, wielding the M7 light machine gun, chased after the Hatamoto family members, firing wildly. Scrap bullets clattered and fell onto the marble floor, scattering bullets everywhere.

The carpet was covered with shards of glass and overturned tableware, there were dozens of bullet holes in the walls, and wood chips and plaster dust were scattered everywhere. The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder.

But those bodyguards weren't just sitting around doing nothing.

As soon as the gunshot rang out, they rushed over.

Several bodyguards wearing black tactical vests arrived simultaneously from both ends of the corridor and could roughly pinpoint the location of the gunshots from the doorway.

Deep inside the banquet hall, on the left.

They didn't act like the fools in TV dramas who just rush in and get themselves killed.

The head bodyguard made a hand gesture at the door, and two bodyguards immediately spread out to the left and right, crouching down against the door frame, while the other three rolled directly into the banquet hall and hid behind an overturned round table.

His movements were clean and efficient, clearly indicating he was from a regular military background.

The bodyguard hiding behind the table peeked out and quickly glanced around, then made a hand gesture to his teammate.

The target is at the eleven o'clock position and is armed with a large automatic weapon.

Upon receiving the signal, the bodyguards immediately sprang into action.

Two men quickly advanced from the right, using the sofa as cover, while two others stood up and fired several shots in Xiao Wu's direction, deliberately exposing their positions to draw fire.

Xiao Wu fell for the trap as expected.

Hearing gunshots from the right, he immediately turned his gun around, aimed at the bodyguards who had deliberately exposed their positions, and pulled the trigger.

Da da da da—

The M7 light machine gun spewed out a half-meter-long tongue of fire from its muzzle, and bullets swept across like a storm.

The bodyguards, who had drawn the gunfire, were prepared. The instant they heard the trigger pull, they leaped to nearby cover. Bullets followed them, sending the expensive leather sofas and mahogany dining tables flying, splintering wood chips everywhere.

Two unlucky guys were a beat too slow and were shot in the calf and shoulder, falling to the ground screaming in agony.

But their sacrifice was not in vain!

Just as Xiao Wu was focusing all his attention on the bodyguards on his right, the two bodyguards who had spread out on his left had already circled around to his side and behind him under the cover of the dining table.

One of them crouched down, aimed, and pulled the trigger.

A crisp gunshot rang out.

Xiao Wu felt as if his right arm had been stabbed hard with a red-hot iron rod, and his entire arm instantly lost its strength.

The M7 light machine gun slipped from his hand and crashed to the floor.

He cried out in pain, his body swayed to the side, and he fell heavily to the ground.

He tried to reach for the fallen machine gun, but the bodyguard behind him immediately fired two more shots. The bullets hit the floor in front of him, and the splinters of cement hit his face, forcing him to scramble toward the sofa in a sorry state.

He lay on the ground, like a fish pulled from the water, desperately thrashing about as he moved toward the cover.

Just as he felt he was about to be caught by bullets, a hand reached out from behind the sofa, grabbed his collar, and yanked him inside.

He collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, and when he looked up, he saw Lin Shen's expressionless face.

Xiao Wu lowered his head, his voice filled with unspeakable shame: "I...I'm so bad. I got injured right after exchanging blows with someone."

Lin Shen squatted down next to him and peeked out to see what was happening outside.

The bodyguards were advancing while taking turns providing cover; their tactical movements were very precise, clearly indicating they had received professional training.

He looked away and glanced down at Xiao Wu.

To Xiao Wu's surprise, Lin Shen didn't scold him. Instead, he said in a very calm tone, "It's okay. Those bodyguards are professionals. It's not shameful for you to lose to them."

After saying that, he pulled a pistol from his waist and put it into Xiao Wu's left hand. "Later, you find a chance to go out and kill the people from the Yabumoto family. I'll handle things here."

Xiao Wu gripped the pistol, opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end he just nodded vigorously.

Lin Shen had already stood up.

He pulled out his shotgun, took a step forward, and emerged from behind the sofa.

A bodyguard was changing his magazine when he caught a glimpse of a figure standing up out of the corner of his eye. He suddenly looked up.

Then he saw a dark gun barrel, and his face changed drastically: "Baka!!"

Bang!

The roar of shotguns echoed through the banquet hall like a muffled thunderclap from a clear sky.

The bodyguard was thrown back several meters, as if he had been hit head-on by an unseen truck, his feet leaving the ground before he crashed heavily onto a dining table. He and the table overturned and lay motionless on the ground.

The remaining bodyguards' pupils constricted sharply.

Their reaction was swift—they immediately turned their guns and fired wildly in Lin Shen's direction.

But Lin Shen had already moved before they raised their guns.

He sidestepped behind a marble pillar, the bullet hitting the pillar and sending up a spray of gravel and white dust.

He listened for two seconds, roughly judged the positions of the other party, then took a deep breath, darted out from the other side of the pillar, and fired another shot at the bodyguard hiding behind the sofa to his left.

Bang!

The bullet pierced right through the back of the sofa, creating a hole the size of a bowl in the back of the sofa and the person inside.

The remaining bodyguards were completely stunned.

They had fired countless bullets on the training field and dealt with many dangerous situations in actual combat, but they had never seen anyone take down their teammates as easily as slicing vegetables.

Some people started to panic, some hid behind cover and dared not show their faces, and some began to retreat.

Lin Shen gave them no chance to catch their breath.

He carried the shotgun and advanced step by step, stopping to fire a shot every few steps.

bang——

A person collapsed.

bang——

Another person flew out.

He was playing a real-life version of whack-a-mole, except his "hammer" was a pump-action shotgun loaded with 12-gauge shotgun shells.

Before the bodyguard hiding behind the sofa could even peek out, he was shot through along with his cover.

The bodyguard hiding behind the dining table had just stood up to run when he was accurately hit in the back by a shotgun.

Within two minutes, there were no bodyguards left standing in the banquet hall.

Xiao Wu hid behind the sofa and watched the whole thing through the gap in the sofa. He was completely dumbfounded.

His mouth was open, and he couldn't close it for a long time.

He had only one thought in his mind—this isn't human!

This is practically a god of death descending upon the world!

After his initial shock, he gritted his teeth, endured the excruciating pain in his arm, and supported himself on his knees to stand up.

He didn't say anything more, turned around and walked out through the side door of the banquet hall.

Lin Shen stood in the center of the banquet hall, with several bodyguards' corpses lying haphazardly at his feet.

He bent down to reload the shotgun, and with a click, pushed the bullet into the chamber.

Faced with overwhelming firepower, all tactical coordination and professional skills are meaningless.

Just as he was about to turn and leave the banquet hall, he caught an unusual movement out of the corner of his eye.

A bodyguard who had been lying on the ground and thought to be dead suddenly opened his eyes, pulled out a yellow, cube-shaped object from his pocket, and threw it towards Lin Shen with his last bit of strength.

The moment Lin Shen saw the object clearly, his pupils contracted sharply—C4.

He raised his hand and fired a shot, killing the bodyguard on the spot.

But the C4 had already left his hand, arcing through the air and landing less than two meters from his feet.

His brain didn't even have time to make any complex judgments.

His body's instincts had taken over—he leaped suddenly to the side.

boom--!!!

A huge explosion resounded in the banquet hall.

The orange-red flames instantly engulfed everything around them, and the shockwave spread outwards like an invisible wall.

Lin Shen felt as if he had been hit hard on the back with a huge hammer!

He was thrown into the air by the blast wave, tumbling several times before crashing into the metal wall of the cabin with a bang.

He felt as if his internal organs had been lifted up and then slammed back down.

He slid to the ground, his ears ringing, his vision blurred, and warm liquid trickling down his forehead.

He lay on the ground, and it took him several seconds to barely regain some consciousness.

With his eyes closed, he rapidly typed a string of instructions into his mind.

Quickly maximize your armor and health.

An invisible light swirled rapidly across his skin, and the tissues inside his body damaged by the shockwave began to repair themselves quickly.

A few seconds later, he slowly opened his eyes and got up from the ground.

He dusted himself off with dust and splinters of wood, looked at the banquet hall that was now a complete mess, and couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath:

"This is troublesome. Those bodyguards used the weapons I gave them to attack me."

Before he could even get his footing and continue complaining, he heard a flurry of footsteps coming from the doorway.

He looked up and saw another group of bodyguards rushing in.

Moreover, this time, the lead bodyguard was holding a C4, and the two bodyguards next to him were each holding one as well.

The three people simultaneously threw the object forcefully in his direction.

Three yellow cubes flew towards his location, tracing three different parabolic arcs under the chandelier's light.

Lin Shen's pupils contracted sharply.

He can withstand a C4 bomb with his armor.

If all three explode at the same time, even if he has maxed out his armor and health, he will still be blown to smithereens!

His body reacts faster than his brain.

He turned and ran toward the row of huge floor-to-ceiling windows on the side of the banquet hall, firing three shots as he ran.

The first shot shattered the glass, the second shot widened the crack, and the third shot cleared the debris from the frame.

He leaped out of the broken window.

The instant his body left the window, three deafening explosions, almost overlapping each other, echoed from the banquet hall behind him.

Boom boom boom—!!!

The entire cruise ship shook violently.

Huge fireballs erupted from every window and door of the banquet hall, shattering glass and burning planks were propelled far by the blast wave, raining down into the sea.

Lin Shen's body was still suspended in mid-air when the shockwave from the explosion caught up with him and shoved him hard.

It was as if he had been pushed from behind by an invisible giant hand, and was pushed forward more than ten meters.

He tumbled through the air, about to leap over the ship's railing and plunge headfirst into the dark sea.

Just as he was about to climb over the railing, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the cold metal bar at the top of the railing!

His body swung outwards due to inertia, then swung back, slamming into the outer wall of the ship with a thud.

Lin Shen hung on the railing, his feet dangling in the air, with the surging waves below.

He gritted his teeth, the veins on his arms bulging, and slowly pulled himself up, climbed over the railing, and landed back on the deck.

He stood on the deck, panting heavily.

He glanced down at his suit jacket, now tattered and burned by the explosion, then looked back at the large window billowing black smoke, and let out a long sigh.

"Damn, I almost crashed. You really shouldn't be too arrogant!"