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

Rumble!

After the loud bang, the sixth floor of the department store fell into an eerie silence for a few seconds.

It was as if the whole world had been put on pause, with only tiny shards of glass still clinking and falling from the window frame.

But this quiet didn't last long.

Soon, the robbers who had been thrown back by the shockwave began to crawl out one after another from the overturned shelves, shattered counters, and piles of all sorts of miscellaneous items.

Someone staggered to their feet, their ears still ringing, and shouted, "What happened?! What was that?!"

A person next to them, mouth agape and looking completely bewildered, shouted back, "What did you say? I can't hear you!!"

The first person shouted back, "I said!! What just happened?!"

The second person was still completely bewildered: "I don't know! It just suddenly exploded!!"

He glanced down at his accomplice standing blankly beside him, then froze. "Hey, where's your hand? Doesn't it hurt?"

His accomplice followed his gaze and looked down at his empty sleeve, where blood was dripping from the cut.

His expression was initially blank, then slowly twisted into a heart-wrenching fear and excruciating pain: "My hand... my hand!! Ahhhhhh!!"

Screams spread like a chain reaction throughout the sixth-floor lobby.

Of the dozen or so robbers, several unlucky ones were killed instantly in the explosion, their bodies lying motionless on the ground.

Those who survived suffered severe cuts from flying glass, ranging from broken limbs to missing arms and legs. Their screams echoed through the empty mall floors, sounding particularly eerie.

Conan leaned against the door frame of the fire escape and quietly swallowed.

He pulled his head back, leaned against the wall, took a deep breath, and then turned to look at Ayumi, Genta, and Mitsuhiko behind him.

The three children had strikingly similar expressions: their eyes were wide open and their mouths were agape, like three terrified little owls.

Mitsuhiko was the first to come to his senses, his voice brimming with barely suppressed excitement: "That explosion just now... was it President Hayashi who caused it? He's amazing!"

Ayumi nodded vigorously, her eyes shining: "Yes, yes! He attracted all those bad guys away immediately!"

Yuan Tai clenched his chubby fist, his face full of admiration: "Wow!! How did he do that! I want to be like President Lin!"

The three children stared intently at Conan, waiting for him to provide a reasonable explanation.

Conan's lips twitched, his mind raced, and he decided he couldn't tell them the truth, that Lin Shen had fired an RPG from the sixth-floor window.

What outrageous misunderstandings will these three kids develop about the "coffee shop owner" profession in the future?

He quickly waved his hand and made up a flimsy explanation: "Maybe... the gas cylinder exploded? Or maybe the microwave short-circuited and caught fire..."

He gave a vague, evasive answer, then immediately changed the subject, "Anyway, we're safe now!"

"However, we can't be careless yet. Those robbers haven't all been dealt with. Let's hide first and wait for President Lin to finish handling things."

Although Ayumi and the other two were full of curiosity, they obediently nodded and covered their mouths tightly to prevent themselves from making a sound.

However, at that moment, a new commotion suddenly arose from the robbers' side.

Someone shouted at the top of their lungs, "It's terrible! Someone has broken in! All the guards downstairs have been killed!!"

Another voice chimed in, "Someone saw that guy take the elevator up! Straight to the sixth floor!!"

A burst of curses erupted: "Baka! You dare take the elevator up here? So arrogant? Do you think we're made of clay?!"

"Grab your weapons! Grab your weapons! Block the elevator entrance! As soon as the door opens, riddle him with bullets!!"

"Let's go! Hurry!"

Upon hearing this, Conan's heart sank. Lin Shen was about to come up from the elevator.

Wouldn't that be walking right into their ambush?

He quickly glanced down at his phone and found that the call from Lin Shen had already ended, and when he dialed back, the other party did not answer.

He gritted his teeth, turned back to Ayumi and the other two, and whispered, "You stay here and don't move. I'm going to help President Lin!"

Then he bent over and darted out.

But he had only run a few steps when he heard a series of light and hurried footsteps behind him. When he turned around, he saw that Ayumi, Mitsuhiko, and Genta had all caught up with him.

Conan felt a headache coming on, but he didn't have time to argue with them. He could only lower his voice and give them a warning:

"You can follow me, but you must obey me! If I tell you not to move, you absolutely cannot move! Do you understand?"

The three nodded in unison.

The four of them crept along the shadows of the shelves, silently approaching the area near the elevator entrance.

Conan hid behind a row of shelves and cautiously peeked out to observe the situation. Sure enough, seven or eight robbers armed with submachine guns had gathered on both sides of the elevator door, spreading out in a fan shape against the wall, with their gun barrels all pointed at the closed elevator door.

As soon as the elevator doors open, they will unleash all their bullets.

Conan's heart was in his throat. He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white, but he knew that rushing out now would only alert the enemy.

He could only pray silently in his heart, "President Lin, please don't just walk out like that."

Ding.

The elevator's announcement that it had arrived on the sixth floor rang out in the empty lobby, crisp and jarring.

The metal door slowly opened to both sides, and the moment a crack appeared, the seven or eight robbers pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat, bang bang bang bang, rat-a-tat-tat, the muzzle flashes of submachine guns flickered continuously in the dimly lit building!

Bullets rained down on the elevator car, striking the walls and bouncing off the floor.

They emptied the entire magazine in one go before the gunfire gradually subsided.

Smoke filled the elevator entrance, and the air was thick with the smell of gunpowder.

Then everyone froze; the elevator was completely empty.

"...Where is he?" One of the robbers peered incredulously into the elevator several times. "Didn't my phone say it saw him get on the elevator?"

"Did you get off on another floor along the way?"

"Damn it, were we fooled? Or did that guy not even take the elevator and deliberately spread the word to trick us?"

Conan, who was hiding in the distance, also frowned. Lin Shen wasn't in the elevator?

So where did he come from?

Then, a figure descended from the ceiling.

Lin Shen was seen hanging upside down on the escape staircase at the top of the elevator shaft.

His body was suspended in the air in an extremely relaxed posture, his hands steadily holding an assault rifle, the muzzle pointed directly at the seven or eight robbers below who had not yet reacted.

A relaxed smile still lingered on his lips when he pulled the trigger.

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat, a precise and rapid fan-shaped barrage, bullets shot out from the side, accurately piercing the chests, shoulders, and thighs of the seven or eight robbers.

Before they could even raise their guns again, they fell like stalks of wheat being cut down.

Screams, gunshots, and the dull thuds of bodies falling to the ground mingled together, then subsided into silence within seconds.

Lin Shen loosened his legs, nimbly flipped over in the air, braced himself with one hand on the ground, and landed steadily on his side. His movements were clean and neat, without any unnecessary fancy gestures.

Conan, hiding behind the shelves, was completely stunned by what he saw.

He was screaming inwardly, "Wow, President Lin is amazing!!"

I initially thought you were just a reckless brute, but I didn't expect you to be so tactful! But before he could even speak, Ayumi beside him couldn't help but cheer, "President Hayashi, that's amazing!!"

Mitsuhiko clenched his fists, his face flushed, and declared, "So cool! I want to be like President Hayashi when I grow up!!"

Genta nodded repeatedly, his face full of longing: "Me too! Me too!!"

Hearing the sound, Lin Shen turned around and saw four small heads peeking out from behind the shelves. His smile deepened.

He slung his assault rifle over his shoulder, and as he leisurely walked out of the elevator, he said in a nonchalant tone, "Basic stuff, don't be silly."

He walked up to Conan and said with a smile, "Conan, don't forget what you promised me."

These words made Conan's expression even more interesting than when he was facing the robbers.