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

Conan followed the CIA agents like a little tail, trailing far behind them.

He dared not follow too closely, nor dared to relax, always maintaining a distance that was just enough to see their backs.

Fortunately, the Suzuki family villa was indeed ridiculously large, with winding corridors. The group had to deliberately avoid the Suzuki family's security personnel, so even after walking for five or six minutes, they still hadn't left the villa.

While maintaining his following distance, Conan took out his phone and quickly sent Lin Shen his location.

His heart was pounding and his mind was racing.

The CIA agents led Tomizawa Tetsuji through the living room, through the side hall, and were about to exit through the side door.

Conan grew increasingly anxious.

If they leave the villa and get into the car, it will be too late.

There might be CIA snipers outside providing backup; in that case, forget about rescuing them, it would be difficult to even get close.

Why isn't Lin Shen here yet?

Just as Conan was getting anxious like a cat on a hot tin roof, he saw a figure walking in from the other side of the side hall.

The figure strolled leisurely, hands in pockets, as if taking a casual walk after dinner.

It was deep in the forest.

He ran right into the group of CIA agents and Tetsuji Tomizawa.

Conan's heart jumped into his throat.

He stopped and hid at the corner of the corridor, secretly observing the movements over there.

Lin Shen saw Tomizawa Tetsuji and greeted him, "Chairman Tomizawa, where are you going so late?"

When Tomizawa Tetsuji saw Lin Shen, he was both surprised and delighted. His eyes lit up slightly, and before he could say anything, he was hit on the lower back by a gun.

He tensed up, forced a smile, and tried to keep his tone steady: "Oh, President Lin... I suddenly have some urgent business to attend to, so I'll be leaving now."

Lin Shen nodded, his tone casual: "I see. Be careful on the road then."

Tetsuji Tomizawa nodded: "Yeah, you too."

He looked at Lin Shen, his heart pounding with anxiety!

He desperately tried to wink at Lin Shen, making all sorts of faces until his eyes almost cramped up.

As a result, Lin Shen acted as if he hadn't seen him, wearing a polite smile on his face, and watched him walk past him.

Tomizawa Tetsuji's heart sank, and he sighed silently: It's over.

It seems this young man can't be of much help either.

As the CIA agents escorted Tomizawa Tetsuji out, they warily eyed Lin Shen.

The leader of the group had one hand inside his suit jacket, gripping a pistol tightly, the muzzle pointed directly at Lin Shen.

The moment Lin Shen brushed past them, everyone's attention was focused on each other, and a subtle tension filled the air.

Then, Lin Shen made a move.

His actions came without warning.

In the instant the two sides crossed paths, he reached for his waist with his right hand, and a pistol instantly appeared in his palm. He raised his hand and fired several shots into the backs of the CIA officers!

Puff puff--

The muzzle of the silenced gun spewed out a flash of light, and the bullet flew precisely toward the target.

However, the CIA is the CIA after all; elite agents don't just become agents for nothing.

They sensed it the instant Lin Shen drew his gun!

Almost simultaneously, they discarded their camouflage, dodged and rolled, and drew their guns to fire back.

Lin Shen instinctively wanted to take them all down in one fell swoop, but the opponent's reaction speed clearly exceeded his expectations.

Gunshots rang out one after another!

bang bang bang-

Bullets whizzed through the side room, hitting the walls and marble floor, scattering stone chips and sparks.

If the side room hadn't been large enough, Lin Shen wouldn't have been able to find any cover.

A few seconds later, the gunfire stopped.

The CIA officers lay on the ground, each with several bloody holes in their hands and feet, blood gushing from the wounds and staining the ground bright red.

They struggled to get up, but their limbs were pierced and they had no strength to use. They could only lie on the slippery floor tiles, howling in pain.

Lin Shen did not kill them.

He has his own plans.

Only by keeping someone alive can we follow the clues to find the source.

Following the leads of these people, we found the CIA's headquarters in Japan and took it all down in one fell swoop.

He always cuts the weeds at the root and never leaves any future troubles behind.

The battle came too quickly and ended too quickly.

Conan, hiding around the corner, opened his mouth into a big "O" shape and stared wide-eyed.

Before his brain could even process what had happened, it was all over.

The ground was a mess, with several CIA agents lying on the ground like dead dogs.

Lin Shen stood unharmed in the middle, but his white shirt was torn in several places by bullets and hung tattered on his body.

Tomizawa Tetsuji stood there, completely dumbfounded.

He stared blankly at the CIA agents on the ground, then looked at Lin Shen... The other party was still alive?

Lin Shen looked down and tugged at his tattered shirt, dusting it off. He turned to Tomizawa Tetsuji and smiled, "President Tomizawa, are you alright?"

Tomizawa Tetsuji snapped out of his daze and looked at Lin Shen's smiling face, a surge of excitement at surviving a disaster welled up inside him.

He took two steps forward, pulled Lin Shen into a tight embrace, patted his back forcefully, and said in a trembling voice, "President Lin!! Thank you so much!!"

"I won't thank you enough! From now on, you're my brother! Don't hesitate to ask if you need anything!"

Lin Shen was caught off guard by his hug, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "...President Tomizawa, you're safe now, but please let go of me first, okay?"

After Tomizawa Tetsuji released Lin Shen, he glanced back at the CIA officers lying on the ground still groaning, and his anger flared up instantly.

He strode up to the nearest CIA officer, raised his foot, and stomped hard on the officer's gunshot wound.

"Baka!" Tomizawa Tetsuji cursed as he stomped on the ground. "You bunch of bastards! You dare to mess with me?! Huh?!"

"Weren't you all so arrogant? Get up! Where's your bravado from before?!"

The CIA officer screamed in pain, his face turned pale, and he rolled on the ground.

Seeing this, Conan quickly stepped forward and pulled Tetsuji Tomizawa back, saying, "President Tomizawa! Stop stepping on them! They're CIA agents, after all..."

Tetsuji Tomizawa turned around and coldly snorted, "So what if it's the CIA? Does the CIA have the right to raid other people's homes and arrest them? Does the CIA have the right to point a gun at my head?"

"They've all come after me, and I'm supposed to be polite to them? Have you ever seen anyone who's been bullied so badly just sit there silently?"

Conan opened his mouth, but couldn't find a rebuttal.

He thought about it for a moment, then realized he couldn't persuade them, so he could only silently shut his mouth.

Indeed, if it were him, and someone held a gun to his lower back, he wouldn't be in a good mood either.

No matter how powerful the CIA is, it is not a reason for them to trample on people at will.