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

Lin Shen drove his car toward the dock, but before he had even left the dock, several blinding headlights appeared in his rearview mirror.

Several black sedans emerged from the side intersection and closely followed his car at high speed, clearly professional drivers.

Tetsuji Tomizawa glanced back and his expression instantly changed: "Damn it! The CIA is catching up!"

Lin Shen glanced at the rearview mirror, but he wasn't flustered at all.

He initially intended to pull out his gun and take care of it himself, but then he reconsidered.

Tetsuji Tomizawa spent so much money tonight, shouldn't he let people experience a sense of participation?

It's pointless to just let customers watch your performance.

He held the steering wheel with one hand, and with the other, he pulled a submachine gun from his system space and handed it to Tomizawa Tetsuji in the passenger seat:

"President, don't panic! Take this and shoot them!"

Tomizawa Tetsuji was taken aback. He took the submachine gun and felt its heavy weight in his hand. His eyes changed instantly.

He rolled down the car window, leaned out halfway, and started firing his submachine gun at the cars behind him.

Da da da da!

The gun muzzle spit out long tongues of fire, and spent cartridges clattered and fell onto the car door.

But the accuracy... well, it was truly appalling.

Most of the bullets hit the front of the car and the hood, making clanging sounds and sending sparks flying.

But they were all deflected.

After firing a full magazine, Tomizawa Tetsuji retreated into the car, his face grim: "Damn it! They're driving an armored car!!"

"Bullets can't penetrate! These guns are useless!!"

"I have no choice but to shake them off!!"

"That's not necessarily true," Lin Shen smiled.

He calmly placed his hand under the car, pretended to be calm, then pulled out a grenade launcher from his system space and handed it to Tomizawa Tetsuji: "Let's change to this."

"Aim under the car and blow it up!!"

When Tomizawa Tetsuji saw the grenade launcher, his eyes lit up!

He had watched quite a few action movies and exclaimed excitedly, "Great stuff!"

He took it, hurriedly loaded the grenade, leaned out of the car window again, aimed at the undercarriage of the car chasing him the closest, and pulled the trigger hard.

boom!

With a muffled thud, the grenade flew out, leaving a trail of white smoke, and accurately burrowed under the chassis of the vehicle.

Immediately afterwards, with a loud bang, the entire vehicle was thrown into the air, overturned on its side, slid a few meters, and crashed into a roadside building, billowing thick smoke.

Tomizawa Tetsuji excitedly slapped the car door: "Awesome! These bastards! I'll kill you all!"

He was so excited he felt like he had become ten years younger.

Unfortunately, the good times are not long.

The CIA agents in the other armored vehicles reacted quickly, rolling down their windows and revealing several gun barrels, with bullets raining down on Lin Shen's vehicles.

Ding ding ding ding—

Bullets struck the car door, rear window, and trunk, producing a series of metallic clanging sounds.

Tetsuji Tomizawa screamed in terror, shrinking under his seat with only half his forehead showing, still yelling, "Oh no! They opened fire!"

Lin Shen glanced at him sideways, somewhat speechless.

He was shouting "Kill them!" so enthusiastically just now, but now he's cowering there like a coward...

But he didn't have time to complain right now, because the next second, a muffled thud was heard, and the car suddenly lurched!

The left rear tire was punctured.

The steering wheel shook violently, and Lin Shen tried to steady it, but it was too late.

The car went completely out of control, veered violently to one side, and then overturned.

Boom! Clang!

The car rolled 360 degrees on the ground, its windows shattered, and finally crashed heavily into the roadside guardrail, coming to a stop.

Lin Shen shook his head; his vision was a little blurry.

He shook his head, unbuckled his seatbelt, and climbed out of the broken car window.

After confirming that he was unharmed, he turned around, reached into the car, and forcefully pulled out Tomizawa Tetsuji, who was stuck in the overturned seat.

"Ouch...ouch...it hurts so much!" When Tomizawa Tetsuji was dragged out, his suit was askew and his hair was disheveled.

He had a scrape on his forehead and looked utterly disheveled.

He grimaced, "My back... I think I twisted my back..."

Lin Shen ignored him, dragged the man behind a low wall by the roadside, and put him down, instructing him, "You wait here."

Upon hearing this, Tomizawa Tetsuji was taken aback: "Where are you going?"

Lin Shen didn't even turn his head: "I'll go deal with them."

After saying that, he turned and ran, his figure flashing as he turned into a nearby alley and disappeared instantly.

Tomizawa Tetsuji lay prone behind the wall, watching as the black armored cars turned around and slowly approached him, their headlights locking onto him like the eyes of a beast.

The engine was humming, getting closer and closer.

Tetsuji Tomizawa pressed his back against the wall, cold sweat streaming down his neck. He thought desperately: It's over, it's completely over.

Lin Shen must have run away on his own, leaving me here as a target.

He closed his eyes, ready to accept his fate.

Just then, a deafening roar of an engine suddenly came from my ears.

It's not a car.

It was that heavy sound of metal tracks rolling over the road.

Rumble rumble rumble—

A massive vehicle crashed straight out of the warehouse next door!

The warehouse's corrugated iron walls were completely torn open, and the massive steel vehicle, having crushed rubble and debris, appeared rampaging through the middle of the road.

The CIA agents in those armored vehicles stared wide-eyed at the thing that emerged from the flames and smoke.

"What is that?!"

"tank?!"

"How could there possibly be tanks?!"

"WTF, tanks are smuggled too?!"

"Those army bastards!! I'm suing the Pentagon!!"

The car was filled with curses, but their actions spoke volumes.

Turn the steering wheel and run away as fast as you can!

Just kidding, their armored vehicles aren't bulletproof!

Not to mention that tanks use large-caliber shells!

No armored car can stop this thing!!

Lin Shen sat in the tank's driver's cab, a crooked smile on his face: "Chase? Keep chasing? Let's see if you're still going to chase?"

He steadily adjusted the cannon, aimed at an armored vehicle that was still trying to turn around, and pressed the fire button.

Boom!

A burst of flame shot from the cannon, and the shell hit the vehicle precisely.

The entire car was lifted into the air, rolled twice, and then exploded into a fireball with a loud bang. The huge shockwave shattered the windows of several nearby cars.

The other armored vehicles were terrified when they saw this. They floored the gas pedal and fled in different directions, trying to escape as many as they could.

Lin Shen wasn't in a hurry and slowly rotated the turret.

A lucky viewer was randomly selected, and then the button was pressed gently.

boom!

Another vehicle was hit directly by the shell, and the flames of the explosion illuminated the entire street.

Tetsuji Tomizawa leaned against the wall, mouth agape, watching the tank blow up the CIA vehicle one shot after another, his mouth agape for a long time.

He had seen a lot in his life, but what he saw before him was completely beyond his comprehension.

He stared blankly at the tank parked in the flames, its cannon still emitting blue smoke, with only one thought in his mind: Who exactly is President Lin?

Damn, they even managed to get their hands on a tank?

How deep must this background be?

He pinched his cheek. Ouch!

Looks like tonight isn't a dream!

The touch, the heat from the explosion, the deafening roar of the cannons—it all felt incredibly real.

He took a deep breath, stared at the behemoth, and remained silent for a long time before finally managing to utter only one sentence: "Damn... this guy has so much weaponry, why is he even selling coffee?"