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

Chapter 215 Do you like RPGs? I'll give you one later.

After Lin Shen and Suzuki Tomoko finished discussing business in the waiting room and reached an agreement, Suzuki Tomoko stood up with a relieved smile on her face.

She straightened her clothes, her tone becoming much lighter: "It's getting late, let's go to the living room first."

"So that Sonoko and the others don't get impatient and think I've kidnapped you."

Lin Shen also stood up, smiled, and said, "Alright, let's go."

He followed behind Tomoko Suzuki, and the two walked back along that ridiculously long corridor.

Halfway there, Suzuki Tomoko suddenly started chatting: "President Hayashi, I heard from Sonoko that you are very skilled and can fight a black bear with your bare hands."

"What about firearms? Are you skilled in that too?"

Hearing this, Lin Shen didn't stop walking, and said casually, "It's alright, I've touched some."

Suzuki Tomoko became interested: "I personally prefer handguns; they're small and easy to carry. President Hayashi, what type do you like?"

Without thinking, Lin Shen blurted out, "I prefer RPGs and grenade launchers, those high-damage weapons."

"One shot, a wide area, high damage, you don't even need to aim. Convenient, efficient, one blast covers a whole area."

He spoke casually, as if he were talking about a barbecue dipping sauce.

Tomoko Suzuki's eyes lit up, a hint of surprise and appreciation in them: "Indeed. But these things are easier to get abroad, but not so easy to import into China."

"Just getting through customs will be tough enough, and they'll be checking very thoroughly..."

When Lin Shen heard her say that, his heart skipped a beat. Judging from her tone, Suzuki Tomoko didn't seem to be a very conventional person!

That makes things much easier!

He continued, "If you're interested, Madam, I can send you a few to play with another day."

Tomoko Suzuki paused slightly, turned to look at him, and asked with a hint of probing in her voice, "You can get your hands on it?"

Lin Shen nodded: "Yes, I have a friend who works at a US military base. We can get some through his connections."

"If you like it, Madam, I'll give it to you another day."

He didn't go into details, but the other person wasn't stupid; such remarks were enough to leave it at that.

Suzuki Tomoko's gaze lingered on him for two or three seconds, and her scrutinizing look slowly changed.

If her previous trust in Lin Shen was somewhat due to her daughters' recommendation and her own desperation, now the way she looks at Lin Shen shows a genuine sense of importance.

Anyone who can get their hands on RPGs and grenade launchers is definitely not an ordinary coffee shop owner.

At this point, her attitude towards Lin Shen was no longer just gratitude towards her daughter's savior.

Instead, it truly places the other person in a position where they can communicate with each other on an equal footing.

The two walked to the living room door, and before Lin Shen could even step inside, he heard Yuanzi's voice coming from inside.

She was standing next to the sofa when she saw Suzuki Tomoko walking beside Lin Shen with a big smile, and she was completely stunned.

Sonoko lowered her voice and whispered to Ayako beside her, "Sis, look! Why is Mom being so enthusiastic towards Mr. Hayashi?"

"She always has a long face to her face."

Ayako was also somewhat surprised, but she was much more composed than Sonoko, and simply replied softly, "Perhaps... Mr. Hayashi left a very good impression on Mom."

Xiaolan, however, innocently chimed in, "Huh? Isn't Aunt Pengzi always this enthusiastic?"

Ayako glanced at her and smiled, "You don't come often, so you don't know my mother. She's very proud, and there aren't many people who can make her smile and talk like this."

Conan, sitting on the sofa nearby, overheard their conversation and couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "Isn't that just treating people differently based on their status..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was hit on the head.

Yukiko withdrew her hand, her gaze carrying a threatening "Shut up" tone, and said in a low voice, "If you can't speak properly, then don't speak!"

"What kind of status does Mrs. Suzuki have? Even your mother has to wait in line and make an appointment to see her. But you, you offend people the moment you open your mouth."

Conan pouted, feeling a hundred percent unconvinced, but he also knew that his mother was telling the truth.

He could only obediently shut his mouth, pick up the juice on the coffee table, take a sip, and pretend that he hadn't said anything.

After Yukiko finished disciplining her son, she took a deep breath, and the mischievous and carefree expression on her face instantly disappeared, replaced by a graceful and proper smile.

She stood up, stepped forward, and smiled, nodding to Tomoko Suzuki. "Mrs. Suzuki, it's been a long time. You are still as radiant as ever; it's truly enviable."

The tone was just right, polite without being overly humble.

Tomoko Suzuki glanced at her, her expression remaining largely unchanged.

Although Yukiko Kudo was once a renowned actress, to Tomoko Suzuki, an actress who has retired from acting is not much different from an ordinary person.

Moreover, even if she's still active, she'd still have to greet me politely when she sees me.

However, although she was proud and arrogant, she wouldn't put on too bad a posture, after all, they were guests invited by her daughter.

Tomoko Suzuki smiled slightly and replied politely, "Mrs. Kudo, it's been a long time. You are as young and beautiful as ever; it's truly enviable."

Yukiko waved her hands repeatedly: "Not at all, I'm far from being as good as Mrs. Suzuki."

The two women exchanged a few pleasantries, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Tomoko Suzuki shifted her gaze to Ran, who was standing quietly and obediently to the side, and her attitude softened noticeably: "Ran, it's been a long time."

"Thank you for taking the time out of your weekend to come and keep Yuanzi company. That child can never sit still when she's alone."

Xiaolan was somewhat flattered and quickly bowed, saying sincerely, "No, Aunt Suzuki."

"It was Sonoko who specially brought me here to play, and she broadened my horizons. I should thank her."

Tomoko Suzuki nodded, her gaze finally settling on Conan.

She glanced around and then gave a polite nod, which was her way of greeting him.

In her view, this was just a child fostered by the Mouri Detective Agency, and his presence here was probably just something Sonoko kindly brought along.

Conan felt that gaze and was a little uncomfortable, but he was too lazy to care and turned his head away to pretend to look at the scenery outside the window.

After exchanging greetings, Tomoko Suzuki glanced at her watch and said, "I got up early today and I'm a little tired. Sonoko, Ayako, take good care of your friend."

Sonoko replied with a grin, "Okay, Mom! Don't worry, I'll take good care of everyone!"

After giving her instructions, Suzuki Tomoko turned around and nodded to Lin Shen, her tone carrying a level of politeness rarely seen in others.

"President Lin, then you should have fun first, we'll talk again this afternoon."

Lin Shen smiled and nodded: "Okay, Madam, take care."

Suzuki Tomoko then turned and walked upstairs with a composed gait.

As soon as she left, Sonoko could no longer contain her excitement.

She grabbed Xiaolan's hand and waved to Lin Shen and Yukiko, saying, "Let's go! Don't waste time here!"

"Let's hurry and change into our swimsuits. The weather's nice now, and the sun isn't too strong, so it's perfect for going to the beach!"

Lin Shen looked out the window at the azure sea, the sunlight streaming in through the glass, warm and comforting.

He was quite calm; after all, it was a vacation, and he should still have fun.

As for the matter of Tomizawa Tetsuji, we'll talk about it when he arrives.

All he has to do now is enjoy the sea breeze of Izu.

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