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

Eri Kisaki changed into a formal outfit, a light gray suit jacket paired with a matching knee-length skirt, her hair was neatly combed, and she looked very energetic.

When she came out of the room, her steps were steady, and there was no sign that she had drunk so much alcohol the night before.

As soon as she entered the restaurant, she saw Lin Shen sitting at the head of the table with a cup of coffee and a newspaper in front of him.

Mingmei was standing by the stove, putting the fried eggs and grilled fish into a plate.

Eri pulled out a chair and sat down, asking, "Where's Yukiko? Did she go home?"

Lin Shen put down the newspaper and said in a flat tone, "No, 'still sleeping'."

He paused deliberately when he said "still sleeping," as if in response.

Upon hearing this, Eri Kisaki smiled knowingly, but instead of replying, she picked up the cup of hot tea in front of her and took a sip.

Lin Shen smiled at her, a smile so honest and open that it didn't seem like someone who had just done something wrong.

He said, "Attorney Fei, you drank quite a bit last night. Do you need me to take you to the firm?"

Eri Kisaki shook her head: "No need, I'm fine now."

She paused, then added, "Thank you."

The thank you was said very softly.

But both of them knew what Xie was talking about.

Lin Shen smiled, didn't ask any further questions, and replied, "You're welcome."

Eri didn't say anything else. She took the rice that Akemi handed her, picked up a piece of grilled fish, and ate it slowly.

After finishing breakfast, Eri Kisaki carried her briefcase to the entrance, bent down to change into a pair of low-heeled leather shoes, and opened the door.

She stood at the doorway, glanced back at the house, and a smile played on her lips, a smile she herself didn't even realize.

She stepped out, her steps neither hurried nor slow, yet carrying a rare lightness.

Under those circumstances, Lin Shen didn't lay a finger on her.

This was the first time she felt safe in the house.

When she first moved in, she was never completely at ease with herself.

After all, it was a man and a woman living under the same roof, and the other party was a young man with great energy.

She said it would be a lie to say she wasn't worried.

But now Eri can put down that last bit of worry.

Lin Shen truly cares about her.

It's not the kind of concern where you "want to get her into bed," but rather a genuine care about her as a person, her worth, and her feelings!

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At the entrance of the Suzuki Estate, a security guard stopped a small truck.

Lin Shen rolled down the car window and said casually, "I've already spoken to Mrs. Suzuki."

The security guard mumbled a few words into the walkie-talkie, quickly nodded, then got into a car next to him and gestured for him to follow.

Lin Shen followed the security car into the manor gate, crossed a large, neatly trimmed lawn, went around the main building, and drove all the way into the woods behind.

The road became narrower and the trees became denser. After driving for about five or six minutes, we finally stopped at the side of a shooting range.

Before the car had even come to a complete stop, Tomoko Suzuki had already come out from the shooting range to greet us.

She was dressed in a neat tracksuit today, her hair tied in a ponytail, and she smiled: "President Lin, it's been a long time."

Lin Shen jumped out of the car and grasped her outstretched hand: "Madam, it's been a long time. The gift I promised you last time has finally arrived."

He glanced back at the carriage behind him. "There was a lot of stuff, it took me a lot of effort."

Suzuki Tomoko became interested: "Oh? Then I'll have to take a look."

She winked at the two bodyguards beside her.

Two bodyguards quickly walked to the back of the carriage and opened the door.

The carriage was filled with wooden crates, neatly stacked.

They opened the first wooden crate and were stunned.

RPG rocket launcher!

There's a box of ammunition next to it.

They dismantled the second one, and then dug out more—good heavens, there were more than a dozen RPG rocket launchers, and boxes of ammunition.

The two bodyguards exchanged a glance, their mouths agape.

What does this mean?

Those of them who work in professional security have seen many weapons, but they have never seen anyone handle so many of them at once.

Where did this guy get it?

Could they have really robbed the US military's armory?

They didn't dare to think too much and quickly brought down an RPG rocket launcher and placed it in front of Suzuki Tomoko.

Suzuki Tomoko's eyes lit up when she saw it.

She took two steps forward, reached out and touched the cold metal tube, her tone filled with undisguised surprise: "President Lin, you are truly amazing!"

"You managed to get your hands on all this stuff, and so much of it."

Lin Shen smiled but didn't respond to that question. He simply said, "Would Madam like to give it a try?"

Tomoko Suzuki answered readily, "Of course!! I can't wait!"

The bodyguards quickly carried the rocket launcher into the firing range.

Lin Shen followed her inside, picked up the RPG, weighed it in his hand, and then stood behind Suzuki Tomoko, teaching her how to hold it, how to rest it on her shoulder, and how to aim.

Suzuki Tomoko was very cooperative, but whether intentionally or unintentionally, she kept pressing her back against him, and Lin Shen could smell a faint perfume scent.

He found it amusing; the lady wasn't afraid of losing her grip at all, but was clearly using the opportunity to lean on it a little longer.

However, he was too lazy to point it out, since he wasn't losing out on this deal anyway.

After teaching her the basic movements, Lin Shen loaded a cannonball, patted her on the shoulder, and said, "Alright, give it a try."

Tomoko Suzuki turned her head, her tone slightly coquettish: "I'm a little panicked... Why don't you stand behind me and help me carry me? I'm afraid the recoil will send me flying."

Lin Shen nodded: "Okay, I'll help you."

He stood behind her, one hand on her shoulder, the other stabilizing the tube.

The two were very close, almost touching.

Tomoko Suzuki took a deep breath, aimed at the target in the distance, and then pulled the trigger sharply. "Whoosh—" The shell left the barrel, and the recoil pulled her back violently.

Suzuki Tomoko lost her footing and fell directly into Lin Shen's arms.

Before she could adjust her posture, a loud explosion came from afar—"Boom!"

Flames shot into the sky, and the target was blown to pieces.

Tomoko Suzuki was stunned for a moment, then shouted excitedly, "You hit it! You hit it!"

She turned to look at Lin Shen, her eyes sparkling like a child who had just received a new toy. "President Lin, did you see that?! I hit it!"

Lin Shen smiled and said, "I saw it. It was a very accurate shot."

Tomoko Suzuki got excited and waved her hand, shouting, "Again! Again! Load up!"

Lin Shen didn't hesitate. He took the shell, loaded it, and fired a few more rounds with her.

With each explosion, Tomoko Suzuki let out a cheer, her voice growing louder with each explosion.

When she fired the fourth shot, Suzuki Tomoko finally stopped, rubbed her shoulders which were still a little numb from the impact, and looked at Lin Shen with lingering satisfaction: "President Lin, this gift of yours is really to my liking."

Lin Shen put away the rocket launcher and casually clapped his hands: "I'm glad you're satisfied. You can contact me anytime if you need it in the future."

Tomoko Suzuki looked at him, her eyes full of meaning: "I understand!"