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

Eri Kisaki vaguely felt a warm force lifting her up.

She struggled to open one eye, and in her blurry vision, she saw the outline of Lin Shen's jawline.

He was carrying her, walking steadily down the corridor.

She realized she was being carried back to her room, and she had a vague idea of ​​what might happen next!

broken!

I'm going to be investigated!

Eri Kisaki instinctively tried to struggle and push him away.

But his limbs felt limp, like noodles that had been soaked in water, and he couldn't muster any strength.

She could only lean against that warm and firm embrace, watching the corridor lights flash by one by one.

The door was pushed open.

She was placed on a soft bed, and then her hands began to unbutton her coat.

Eri Kisaki completely gave up resisting and closed her eyes.

Tell yourself: Oh well, I've already thought about the worst-case scenario!

From the day she moved into this villa, she had anticipated that this day might come!

This is simply a scenario that I had imagined countless times before becoming a reality!

She admitted it!

But before completely losing consciousness, Eri's last thought was—Yukiko! You definitely did it on purpose! That bastard! Why did you have to force-feed her!

.........

The next morning, sunlight streamed into the room through the gaps in the curtains.

Eri Kisaki slowly opened her eyes, her head throbbing as if someone was banging drums inside her.

She lay in bed, stunned for a long while, before slowly recalling what had happened last night.

She suddenly looked down.

I was wearing yesterday's loungewear; the pants were fine, and the top was fine too.

The coat had been taken off and was neatly draped on the chair next to the bed.

Eri sat up and carefully checked herself to make sure there was nothing wrong.

She sat blankly on the edge of the bed, then got up and walked around a few times... She was fine!

She had prepared for the worst last night, even closing her eyes and resigning herself to fate, but what happened?

Nothing happened!!

Lin Shen carried her back to the room, took off her coat, and then... left?

Is he really gone like that?

She sat there for a while, feeling very uneasy.

On the one hand, she was indeed relieved that this hadn't happened, which meant she was safe.

But on the other hand, an indescribable feeling of bitterness slowly emerged.

She, Eri Kisaki, is a formidable figure in the courtroom and a prominent figure in the legal profession.

She was the most beautiful girl at Teitan High School when she was young, and even now, in her thirties, she maintains a great figure and takes good care of herself, so she still gets a lot of attention on the street.

The results of it?

Lin Shen carried her back to the room, put her on the bed, and didn't even bother to look at her again.

He'd rather touch Yukiko than touch her?

Eri Kisaki felt increasingly uneasy as she thought about it!

The feeling of being completely ignored is more unbearable than anything actually happening.

She grabbed her change of clothes and went into the bathroom.

Hot water cascaded down from above. Standing under the showerhead, she unconsciously turned around and looked at her reflection in the mirror, half of which was obscured by mist.

She leaned closer to the mirror, wiped away the condensation, and carefully examined herself.

Her face was rosy, her neck was long and slender, her collarbones were distinct, and her chest, waist, and legs were all well-defined.

Although her skin isn't as firm as a teenage girl's, it's definitely not bad either.

Eri Kisaki is confident that she has maintained a great figure, which is comparable to any woman her age in the entertainment industry.

How could that be?

She stood in front of the mirror, feeling increasingly depressed the more she looked at herself.

What she couldn't swallow was that the other party had actually chosen Yukiko!

I really can't understand it. What is it about Yukiko that makes her better than her?

………………

Inside the guest room.

Yukiko angrily threw a pillow at Lin Shen repeatedly, complaining, "What are you doing! Why are you sleeping here?!"

Lin Shen reached out and caught the pillow, a hint of sleepiness on his face: "What? Isn't it normal for me to sleep here?"

Upon hearing this, Yukiko became even angrier: "Normal my foot! I went through all the trouble of getting Eri drunk last night, and instead of going over there, you came here to do what you did!"

Lin Shen walked to the bedside and sat down, his tone matter-of-fact: "You still owe me three hundred hours."

"The debt hasn't been fully repaid yet, so of course I have to keep an eye on things here with you."

Yukiko glared at him, annoyed. "You can pay it back slowly later!"

"You just let such a good opportunity slip by like that? What were you thinking?!"

As she spoke, she grew angrier and angrier: "I went through so much trouble, feeding her mouthful after mouthful, and all you did was carry her over, take off your coat, and walk away?"

"You don't even know how to cherish such a great opportunity!"

Lin Shen smiled but didn't reply.

Why doesn't he go after Eri Kisaki? He's not stupid.

Eri Kisaki was the most crucial element in his money laundering scheme!

Talented people of this caliber are hard to find, even with a lantern.

There are plenty of women out there, many of them young and beautiful.

But a lawyer who is highly professional and willing to handle his financial issues.

That's something you can only hope for!

If he offends Eri Kisaki for a moment of pleasure, angers her, and she quits, the losses will be enormous.

Besides, he has plenty of time to gradually win over Eri Kisaki.

Why did you have to do it when she was drunk and unconscious?

Wouldn't that just make yourself miserable?

Of course, he wouldn't say these things to Yukiko.

Lin Shen smiled as he looked at the sulking woman on the bed and said, "I can't help it, I'm just physically attracted to you. I can't control myself when I see you."

Upon hearing this, Yukiko's angry expression visibly softened.

"What...what did you say..." Her voice unconsciously became a little soft and sweet.

Although she was still putting on a brave face, the barely concealed smile at the corner of her mouth betrayed her.

She knew perfectly well that what he said might not be true.

But she couldn't help feeling smug!

Hmph, it seems my charm is still as strong as ever. Even someone like Lin Shen has fallen for me!

Seeing her blushing yet smug expression, Lin Shen knew that the topic was now over.

He stood up, his tone relaxed: "Alright, it's getting late, let's get up and have breakfast."

Upon hearing this, Yukiko tried to move her body.

A sharp pain shot through her waist and groin, and she couldn't help but hiss as she collapsed back down.

She glared at Lin Shen, annoyed. "I can't get out of bed... I need to rest... It's all your fault!"

Lin Shen smiled and nodded, "Okay, okay, it's all my fault. You get some rest, I'll bring you breakfast in a bit."

As he spoke, he walked to the window, drew back the curtains to let the sunlight in, and then turned and went into the bathroom.

The sound of rushing water filled the air.

Yukiko lay on the bed, listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, and unconsciously began to replay the scenes from last night in her mind.

She remembers every single frame clearly.

This guy is simply not right!

The opponent's pace was like a war, they just couldn't stop.

Her face grew hotter and hotter, and she couldn't help but bury her face in the pillow.

Honestly... She's almost forty years old, yet she acts like a girl in her early twenties, reminiscing about these things.

Yukiko knew this was wrong.

Her relationship with Lin Shen was already complicated enough.

But she couldn't control herself!

After all, a woman of this age has very specific needs.

Besides... wasn't she doing all this for Shin-chan?

If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have gotten close to Lin Shen, and none of these things would have happened!

Yukiko thought to herself, trying to deceive herself.

Escaping may be shameful, but it can be useful!