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

The sun was shining brightly, the sea breeze was salty, and the private beach in Izu was exclusively occupied by the Suzuki family's villa.

The white, fine sand felt soft underfoot, and the seawater was so blue it looked unreal.

Lin Shen lay alone on a beach chair, wearing sunglasses.

He held a glass of chilled juice in his hand, watching the four figures having a great time on the beach in the distance.

Ran and Sonoko are in one group, and Ayako and Yukiko are in another group. The four of them are playing volleyball on the beach.

How to describe the scene? A raging storm!

This isn't a metaphor; it's a real, raging storm.

Every time he jumps to smash, it's an incredible up-and-down, left-and-right sway!

The volleyball flew back and forth, and the beach was filled with laughter and shouts.

Lin Shen glanced at it and thought, "Hmm, this court is of very high quality."

However, after watching for about ten minutes, he got bored.

There's nothing we can do; people are just like that.

When you don't have it, you're incredibly excited about it; once you get it, you immediately realize it's nothing special.

Although he only got half of it, it was enough to dispel the myth.

He looked away, took a sip of juice, and started thinking about finding other ways to have fun.

He turned his head and saw that Conan was already asleep on the recliner next to him, his head tilted to one side.

The sunlight shone on his face; he wore those large glasses, his chest rose and fell evenly, and his mouth was slightly open, looking like he was sleeping soundly.

Without hesitation, Lin Shen reached out and shook Conan's shoulder: "Hey, Conan, wake up! Wake up! Wake up!!"

"You're out having fun this weekend, where are you sleeping?"

Conan groggily opened his eyes, instinctively squinting as the sun shone on them.

He then turned to look at Lin Shen, his face showing the resentment of being woken up: "President Lin... what are you doing?"

Lin Shen sat up, stretched, and said with a boredom that seemed to be driving him crazy, "It's so boring here. Let's go find something fun."

Conan was even more speechless upon hearing this: "If you're bored, go do it yourself! Why did you wake me up? I was sleeping soundly!"

Lin Shen patted his head seriously: "Hey, it's no fun playing alone. Come on, come on, let's go catch fish."

Conan was stunned for two seconds, then fully woke up.

He stared at the vast ocean before him, his expression indescribable: "Catch fish? Are you kidding me? Catch fish in the ocean?? How? By hand?"

Lin Shen chuckled, jumped up from the beach chair, picked up a pair of diving goggles, and shook them: "Come with me and you'll see."

After saying that, he turned and ran towards the sea, his movements so swift that he left no room for anyone else.

Conan sat on the beach chair and hesitated for two seconds.

Then he sighed. Oh well, I've already been woken up anyway. If I don't go check on them, wouldn't it be a waste of my time to wake up?

Besides, you never know what outrageous thing Lin Shen will pull out next.

He had a feeling that this "fishing" was definitely not a legitimate fishing activity.

Conan also picked up a pair of diving goggles and quickly followed.

The seawater felt a bit cool to the touch, but it became more comfortable the further you went into the deeper water.

Wearing diving goggles, Lin Shen plunged into the water and swam forward like a torpedo, his movements powerful and fluid.

Conan followed behind, his short legs kicking frantically as he barely managed to keep up with Lin Shen's pace.

Sunlight streamed down from the sea, creating beams of light that illuminated the surrounding sand, rocks, and schools of fish.

After swimming to a relatively deep area, Lin Shen plunged into the sea and stopped.

Conan also stopped and gestured to the famous: How do you catch fish?

Lin Shen grinned, revealing a set of white teeth in the water.

Then Conan saw him make a "watch" gesture in front of him.

Lin Shen silently entered the cheat code in his mind: WATERTOOLS!

This is the code for underwater weapons in Grand Theft Auto 6.

To Conan's astonishment, he saw Lin Shen reach into his crotch and pull out a black pistol.

Conan's pupils suddenly shrank.

He opened his mouth, almost choking on water.

Lin Shen handed over the gun.

Conan instinctively caught it, examined it closely, and realized it wasn't an ordinary handgun.

The gun has four barrels arranged in a small square formation. The caliber is not large, and the gun body is slightly shorter than that of a regular pistol, but it has a solid feel and a very compact design.

Conan recognized him.

The QSS-05 is an underwater special pistol with a 4.5mm caliber and four barrels. It uses specially made long-rod arrow-shaped bullets and relies on the supercavitation effect to maintain a high initial velocity and ballistic stability in the water. Its effective range can reach 17 meters underwater.

This kind of thing isn't something everyone in regular special forces carries, let alone ordinary people.

The key question is, where did Lin Shen just take that out from?

Conan couldn't help but glance down at Lin Shen's swimming trunks, his expression becoming extremely complicated.

He held the gun with some disdain, subconsciously wiping the barrel with his thumb, a bunch of questions popping into his mind, and then he gestured: When did you put a gun in your crotch?

Lin Shen seemed to understand Conan's confusion. He smiled and made a gesture: It's not taken out from the crotch, it's taken out from the anus!

Conan's mind went blank, his whole body froze, his eyes widened as he stared intently at Lin Shen's lower body, his face saying, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Lin Shen found his stunned and petrified expression quite amusing.

He then reached into his crotch with his other hand, and in front of Conan, pulled out another identical QSS-05.

Conan looked at the scene before him and felt completely overwhelmed.

He stared at Lin Shen's ordinary swimming trunks, his mind churning.

Wait, why is there another one?

It's one thing to hide a handgun in your swim trunks, but why did you also hide two pistols?

This guy... could he really be hiding inside his ass?

The more Conan thought about it, the more his scalp tingled, and he even felt that the gun in his hand had a smell.

He shook his head vigorously, deciding to stop thinking about the problem.

If he keeps thinking about it, he won't have any appetite for dinner tonight.

Lin Shen ignored Conan's chaotic thoughts.

He picked up another QSS-05 and began looking around, searching for a target.

Just then, a fish as long as an arm swam leisurely past him.

Without hesitation, Lin Shen raised his gun, aimed, and pulled the trigger.

With a muffled thud, a slender silver bullet shot out of the water and struck the fish precisely on the side of its belly.

The fish suddenly stiffened, rolled over, and floated to the surface belly up.

Conan watched this scene, held back for a long time, and then muttered to himself: "Do you need to shoot to catch a fish?"

But despite his complaints, when he looked down at the underwater pistol in his hand, the feeling of eagerness to try it outweighed his disdain.

This thing definitely feels completely different from ordinary handguns.

He cleared his throat, mimicking Lin Shen, raised his gun, aimed at a small fish swimming past to his left, held his breath, and pulled the trigger.

The moment the bullet left the barrel, a surge of water pressure traveled down the gun to his hand, piercing the small fish through and sending it floating to the surface with its eyes rolled back.

Conan stared blankly at his work, remaining silent for two seconds.

He had to admit, it really was... awesome.

Seeing his expression, Lin Shen grinned and gave him a thumbs up.

The two looked at each other on the seabed, then turned their heads at the same time to continue searching for their next target.

The fish in this sea are really in trouble today.