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

At night, the Hatamoto family mansion was brightly lit, but the entire mansion was shrouded in an indescribable desolation.

The lights in the master bedroom were dim, with only a warm yellow bedside lamp on, its soft light spilling onto the messy sheets.

Xia Jiang lay on Lin Shen's chest, her breathing not yet fully steady, her hair scattered on the pillow, and a layer of lingering flush still on her face.

Lin Shen leaned against the headboard, gently patting her back with one hand.

He could sense that Xia Jiang was venting his frustrations tonight.

She unleashed all the pain, grievances, and unspeakable sorrow she had experienced during this period onto him.

He actually felt sorry for Xia Jiang; the poor kid had really had a tough time.

In just a few days, she was supposed to put on her wedding dress and become the happiest bride in the world.

And what happened? Her fiancé, Xiaowu, approached her only for revenge. Her beloved and respected grandfather, Hatamoto Gozo, fell in a pool of blood, and all the relatives she had called home since childhood died one by one on that ship.

In just one night, her world completely collapsed.

She didn't even have time to grieve before she had to force herself to stand up and shoulder the heavy burden of the entire Hatamoto Group all by herself.

Lin Shen reached out and brushed the stray hairs damp with sweat from her forehead behind her ear, thinking to himself that he needed to help her get out of this shadow as soon as possible.

It's not because I feel sorry for her... well, there's a little bit of that.

But the main reason is that only when she establishes a firm foothold can the Hatamoto Group stabilize.

Only when the Hatamoto Group is stable can he safely use overseas business channels to launder money.

So he put in extra effort to comfort her tonight, almost sparing no energy.

Xia Jiang fainted several times, then woke up again. Finally, he was completely exhausted and collapsed limply in his arms like a small boat washed ashore by the waves.

She hugged Lin Shen tightly, burying her face in the crook of his neck, like a drowning person finally grabbing onto a piece of driftwood, refusing to let go no matter what.

Lin Shen gently put his arm around her shoulder, and after her breathing had completely calmed down, he asked in a low voice, "How are things at the company? Are you able to handle it?"

Xia Jiang's face still had a blush that hadn't faded.

She buried her face in his shoulder, shook her head wearily, and said in a weak voice, "I don't quite understand... They've been deliberately hiding so many things from me."

As she spoke, her voice trembled with grievance and a sob, "I want to protect the company my grandfather left behind... but I feel like I can't do it at all... There are so many things I don't know how to do, and they don't teach me... I feel so useless."

Lin Shen was not surprised after hearing this.

Xia Jiang is now like a piece of delicious, fatty meat; anyone who sees him would want to pounce on him and take a bite.

Those old foxes on the board are probably plotting how to sideline her and gradually devour the Hatamoto Group.

He glanced down at her and said casually but earnestly, "Let me recommend someone to you. She'll help you take control of the group the fastest."

Upon hearing this, Xia Jiang abruptly raised her head, her still moist eyes instantly brightening like a star that had been rekindled: "Really?"

Lin Shen didn't say much. He reached for the business card Vermouth had left on the bedside table and handed it to her: "Like I said, if you run into trouble, come to me anytime."

Xia Jiang held the business card as if it were a lifeline.

She glanced down at the name on the business card, then looked up at Lin Shen, her eyes welling up with tears again, but this time they were not tears of sadness, but tears of gratitude and joy!

She cupped Lin Shen's face in her hands and kissed him several times forcefully, her voice brimming with barely suppressed joy: "President Lin! You're so wonderful! This is a godsend!"

As she spoke, it was as if the energy she had just exhausted from those rounds had returned to her body.

She rolled over and sat back on Lin Shen's lap, looking down at him with a charming yet slightly arrogant smile: "No, I have to thank you again."

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Meanwhile, Eri Kisaki quickly devised several money laundering plans in her spare time.

As a lawyer, she is always cautious and thorough in her work.

She wasn't even using her own work computer, but a brand new laptop that she had bought specifically for this purpose. It was completely clean, with no information related to her law firm whatsoever, leaving no trace whatsoever.

After finishing get off work in the afternoon, she packed her things, said goodbye to her assistant Kuriyama Midori, left the office, went to the parking lot alone, and drove to Cafe 221B.

When she pushed open the glass door of the coffee shop and walked in, she saw Lin Shen giving Xiao Lan a bonus.

Lin Shen handed a thick envelope to Xiao Lan, his face bearing the generous smile typical of a boss handing out wages: "Xiao Lan, this is your salary for this week, plus the bonus for that overtime shift last time."

Xiaolan took the envelope; it felt heavy in her hand. Curious, she opened the seal and peeked inside, then froze.

She pulled out the stack of banknotes, quickly ran her fingers through them, and her eyes widened in surprise: "Huh? So much? One...one million yen?"

She looked up at Lin Shen, her face full of disbelief. "President, you must be mistaken, right? How can a week's salary be this much?"

Lin Shen chuckled at her surprised and delighted expression, put his hands in his pockets, and casually explained:

"Double pay for overtime, plus compensation for emotional distress due to accidents, and compensation for hazardous work, all added up, it's about this amount."

Xiaolan still felt it was unreal: "But isn't this too much?"

Lin Shen shook his head with amusement: "What do you mean by too much? You almost lost your life on that ship, didn't you?"

He patted his chest with a look of lingering fear, "I was worried that if I gave you too little, your mother would sue me later."

He happened to see Eri Kisaki push the door open and immediately waved and called out, "Oh, Attorney Kisaki, you've come at the right time. Come over and help me calculate whether I've shortchanged you on this money."

As soon as Ran heard that her mother had arrived, she turned around in surprise and saw Eri Kisaki standing in the doorway in a well-tailored business suit. Her smile immediately brightened.

"Mom! What brings you here?"

Eri Kisaki smiled gently, walked over and glanced at the thick wad of banknotes in Ran's hand, her tone slightly teasing:

"I've come to talk to President Lin about something. Let me check if he's deducted any from your salary."

Lin Shen immediately put on a frightened expression, clasped his hands together in a pleading gesture, and said, "I wouldn't dare cut off Xiao Lan's salary even if I cut off my own allowance."

Eri Kisaki's exaggerated expression made her lips curl into a slight smile.

She took the wad of banknotes from Xiaolan and counted them meticulously, muttering to herself as she did so: "This is my basic salary, this is overtime pay, this is compensation for emotional distress, this is compensation for the accident..."

After counting the bills, she neatly arranged the stack of banknotes, put them back in the envelope, handed it back to Xiaolan, and nodded. "Hmm, the amount is reasonable. Xiaolan, you can accept it without worry; it's what you deserve."

Xiaolan deeply admired and trusted her mother. Hearing Eri say everything was alright, she finally felt completely at ease. Overjoyed, she hugged the envelope to her chest, her eyes crinkling with happiness, and bowed deeply to Lin Shen.

"Thank you, President! Next time there's a holiday workday like this, please remember to call me!"

Eri Kisaki shook her head helplessly: "Ran, I think we shouldn't do something so dangerous again."

Lin Shen, standing to the side, also showed a look of deep agreement and nodded vigorously: "Yes, it's best to avoid a next time for something like this."

His "I'm also afraid of dying" expression was spot on.

Ran giggled at their banter, then turned to Eri, her eyes sparkling with excitement: "Mom! I got paid! Let's go out to eat! It's my treat!"

Seeing her cheerful expression, Eri felt a warm, gentle feeling well up inside her. She smiled and said, "We can have dinner together, but I'm quite busy these days and don't have much time."

She took out her phone, opened her calendar, and checked, "I'm free three days from now."

Xiaolan nodded vigorously, "Okay! I'll make a reservation at the restaurant in advance!"

As she spoke, she added, "Mom, would you like to come upstairs to the office for a bit later?"

Upon hearing this, Eri hesitated for a moment.

Just as she was hesitating about how to refuse without seeming abrupt, Lin Shen naturally took over the conversation, speaking in a businesslike tone: "Xiao Lan, I'm afraid there's no time for that."

"Attorney Fei has to come with me to the Hatamoto Group later to discuss some things, so we're a bit pressed for time."

Eri Kisaki immediately seized the opportunity, a slightly apologetic and helpless smile appearing on her face: "Yes, Ran. If we rush back, it will probably be very late."

Upon hearing this, Xiaolan automatically interpreted it as "Mom is going to talk to the Hatamoto Group about compensation on behalf of the president," so she didn't think much of it and nodded very understandingly.

"Oh, I see. Well, never mind then. Mom, you should get some rest when you're done."

Eri smiled and nodded: "Yeah, you too. Don't work too late."

Xiaolan smiled, waved her hand, and said, "Then I won't bother you anymore." Then, holding the thick envelope, she walked briskly towards the locker room, humming a cheerful tune.

Eri watched her figure disappear behind the locker room door, then turned to look at Lin Shen.

Her smile faded slightly, replaced by a more serious and professional expression.

She said softly, "The plan is ready. Let's talk somewhere else."

Lin Shen nodded, reached for his coat draped over the back of the chair, and stood up.