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

Kudo's residence, living room.

Yukiko sat on the sofa, holding a roll of gauze and a bottle of iodine in her hands. Her hands trembled like leaves as she looked at the bullet hole in Yusaku Kudo's shoulder, which was still bleeding.

She tried several times, but as soon as the cotton swab touched the edge of the wound, Kudo Yusaku gasped in pain and pulled her hand back.

After five or six minutes of back and forth, the wound wasn't even properly treated, but she was already covered in sweat.

"What should I do? What should I do..." Yukiko's voice was trembling with sobs.

She stared at the bloody bullet hole, terrified. "Yusaku... if it's really too much, let's go to the hospital!"

Yusaku Kudo leaned back on the sofa, his face pale and his forehead covered in cold sweat.

But he still shook his head decisively: "No, we can't explain how this gunshot wound came about."

"Furthermore, if you go to the hospital, the gunshot wound must be registered, and the police will definitely get involved."

"Then all three of us will be taken in for questioning. What are you going to say? You can't exactly tell the police, 'My son shot him,' can you?"

Yukiko paced anxiously in the living room, "But if we don't go to the hospital, this bullet can't stay in my shoulder forever! What should we do?!"

Just then, the entrance door was pushed open.

Conan rushed in, phone in hand, slightly out of breath:

"I've already contacted a doctor at a private clinic who can treat this kind of wound without involving the police. I'll just take Dad there."

Yukiko glanced at him, her tone slightly hesitant: "Is this reliable?"

Conan nodded firmly: "Don't worry, he's reliable. I know him."

Before Yukiko could say anything more, Yusaku Kudo stood up, gritting his teeth, his left shoulder slumped, his voice low and restrained: "Listen to Shin-chan, we'll talk about it later."

Yukiko opened her mouth, but ultimately didn't object. She quickly stepped forward, took Kudo Yusaku's arm, and helped him out the door.

Following the address given by Conan, Yukiko drove to the Asai Clinic and parked her car at the back entrance.

The clinic is small, located on the second floor of a quiet alley, with a small sign that reads "Asai Clinic" hanging on the facade.

Conan pushed open the back door, and a young female doctor in a white coat, with a low ponytail and a gentle and beautiful appearance, was already standing in the corridor waiting for him.

She is Asai Narumi.

After the incident on Moonshadow Island ended, she returned to Tokyo and opened this private clinic with the funds given to her by Lin Shen. She usually sees ordinary patients.

When she saw Conan arrive, she greeted him with a smile: "Conan-kun, you're here quite quickly. Mr. Lin already gave me a brief overview of the situation over the phone."

Conan nodded and pointed to Yusaku Kudo and Yukiko Kudo, who were supporting each other behind him: "Dr. Asai, thank you for your help."

Asai Narumi glanced at the bloodstain on Kudo Yusaku's left shoulder that had soaked through his shirt, his smile vanished, and his expression turned professional and serious.

She nodded and said crisply, "Let's go into the sterile room."

Despite the pain, Kudo Yusaku followed Asai Narumi into the sterile room.

Asai Narumi had Kudo Yusaku sit on the operating table, cut off his shirt sleeve, and carefully examined the wound.

She studied the wound for a moment, then looked up and said, "The bullet is embedded quite deep, so we need to do a minor surgery to remove it. Now, let's clean the wound and stop the bleeding. It might hurt a little, so please bear with it."

Yusaku Kudo gritted his teeth and nodded: "Please."

Asai Shigemi began to take action.

She first carefully cleaned the skin around the wound with an iodine-soaked cotton ball, and then used tweezers to press the gauze against the bleeding bullet hole.

Kudo Yusaku was in so much pain that his whole body was trembling slightly, and he kept hissing as he gasped for air.

However, this pain is necessary; without cleaning away the surrounding necrotic tissue and blood, the risk of wound infection is very high.

Fortunately, Asai Narumi was quick and efficient, and the whole process was clean and decisive without any unnecessary hesitation.

After stopping the bleeding, she straightened up and said, "Okay, the bleeding has stopped for now. Next, we'll need to administer anesthesia and perform surgery to remove the bullet. We'll need a quiet environment, so you can wait outside."

Upon hearing this, Yukiko reflexively asked, "Huh? Doesn't the surgery require signing any consent forms?"

Conan grabbed her sleeve and said in a low voice, annoyed, "Mom, we're doing illegal treatment. What are we signing? Come on, let's go wait outside!"

He pulled Yukiko towards the end of the corridor.

Yukiko stumbled a few steps as he pulled her, but she couldn't help but look back at the tightly closed sterile room door.

The two sat down on a bench in the corridor.

Yukiko was silent for a moment, then slowly turned her head and stared at Conan with a clearly dissatisfied look: "Shin-chan, why didn't you let me speak just now? Do you know what I wanted to say?"

Conan glanced at her, his tone flat and emotionless: "Are you thinking, 'That female doctor is so pretty, will she have any improper thoughts about Dad?'"

Yukiko's face flushed bright red.

Her mouth hung open, unable to close for a long time, as she said incredulously, "How...how did you know!"

Conan turned his head away in disgust, his voice tinged with a hint of speechlessness:

"What time is it? Dad still has a bullet lodged in his shoulder, and you're still thinking about this kind of thing?"

"Besides, he's a professional doctor, completely focused on the surgery. He wouldn't be thinking about whether the patient is handsome or not."

Yukiko snorted, but was still unconvinced: "That's not necessarily true. Have you seen Yotsutomu's illness? Some doctors take advantage of treatment to have bad intentions towards their patients..."

Conan looked bewildered: "Yado Kotoko? What's that? I've never heard of it."

Yukiko crossed her arms and declared confidently, "Anyway, that doctor is so beautiful, she doesn't look like a proper doctor at all!"

Conan finally rolled his eyes: "Mom, you watch too many TV dramas, don't you? How could such a melodramatic plot happen in real life!"

Yukiko stubbornly insisted, "That's not necessarily true!"

Conan was completely speechless.

He leaned back in his chair, deciding to ignore his mother, whose mind was filled with nothing but romance dramas and melodramatic plots.

Seeing that Conan was ignoring her, Yukiko pouted, feeling awkward, and after a moment of silence, changed the subject: "Speaking of which, Shin-chan, you're really brave."

"That's a real gun! You actually dared to fire it?"

Upon hearing this, Conan was furious: "You have the nerve to blame me? What if the people who came really were members of the Black Organization?"

"If I don't shoot, am I just going to be captured and used as a guinea pig?"

He paused, his tone now tinged with even stronger resentment, "Speaking of which, this terrible idea to scare me was yours, wasn't it?"

Yukiko's gaze began to wander. She chuckled twice and said in an extremely unconvincing tone, "How could that be... How could I possibly come up with such an unreliable idea..."

Conan stared at her expressionlessly for three seconds, then silently turned his head back.

Seeing that she couldn't get away with it, Yukiko quickly changed the subject: "By the way, where did you get that pistol?"

Conan was silent for a moment, then made no attempt to hide anything: "It was a gift from President Lin."

He paused, then added, "President Hayashi of the coffee shop across from the Mouri Detective Agency."

Yukiko blinked: "I don't know him."

Conan, hands in his pockets, said, "This guy... is dangerous. But at least for now, he doesn't seem to have any hostility towards me."

Yukiko immediately became interested, moved closer to the bench, and her eyes sparkled: "Oh? From what you're saying, he seems quite interesting? I'd really like to hear you tell me more about him."

Conan leaned back in his chair, and seeing that there was really nothing else to do, he began to talk about Lin Shen's affairs, those abnormal and extremely dangerous things.

He recounted how he had single-handedly dealt with knife-wielding thugs, how he had driven his juvenile detective group into a hail of bullets to rescue people, how he had charged out of an elevator shaft carrying an assault rifle, and how he had pressed a button that caused the entire Mihana Department Store to explode into a ball of fire right behind them.

As Yukiko listened, her eyes widened more and more.

She swallowed unconsciously.

This President Lin... seems even more outrageous than the TV series "Ye Dongqin's Illness"!