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

A detached villa in Nanqingshan, Gangqu District.

The building has a gray exterior, a towering iron gate, and a stainless steel bulletproof door at the entrance. There are more than a dozen surveillance cameras scattered around, their red dots flashing like a group of eyes.

Lin Shen parked the car at the entrance and turned off the engine.

He glanced at the heavily guarded house outside the window, then turned to look at Miwako Sato in the passenger seat and Conan in the back.

"We're here." He opened the car door. "You guys wait here. I'll go in and chat with Iwai for a bit, then I'll be right back out."

Upon hearing this, Sato Miwako immediately frowned: "No, it's too dangerous for you to go in alone."

Lin Shen leaned against the car door, her tone relaxed: "Don't worry, Sato-nee, I'll just go in and we'll talk. It'll only be a few words."

"If anything goes wrong, I'll smash the glass as a signal!"

"Call the police right now and let them come and rescue me!!"

Conan, sitting in the back row, added sullenly, "There's such a big place, who would hear you smashing a glass?"

Lin Shen said speechlessly, "...You talk too much."

Sato Miwako shook her head again: "No, I'm not comfortable letting you go in alone."

Lin Shen thought for a moment and then said, "In that case, if a fight really breaks out, the other side will definitely have guns."

"As a police officer, you'll be caught in the middle, unsure whether to draw your gun or not. How awkward would that be?"

"You'd better not go."

Sato Miwako, however, seemed determined: "I'm a police officer, they have to give me some face."

Unable to dissuade him, Lin Shen had no choice but to nod: "Alright, let's go in together then."

Seeing that the two of them were about to go inside, Conan decided not to sit down either: "Then I'll go too! I don't want to be alone in the car!"

Miwako Sato looked down at him and said, "Conan, it's too dangerous inside. You just wait for us in the car."

Conan shook his head: "No! Even if you guys start fighting, they won't mess with a little kid like me!"

Lin Shen chimed in, "Let Conan join too! Don't worry, they shouldn't fight."

Seeing that the child was determined, and that neither beating nor scolding could drive him away, Sato Miwako could only sigh helplessly: "...Alright, don't wander off once you're inside, stay close to me."

The three of them walked to the entrance of the villa.

Lin Shen pressed the doorbell and said into the intercom, "Tell Mr. Iwai that this is Lin Shen. I'd like to talk to him about Director Tsugawa."

Not long after, the door opened.

Several men in black suits with tattoos on their arms blocked the doorway. They looked them up and down before waving their hands and saying, "Go in and search us."

The three were led into the lobby, where they took out their cell phones, watches, and personal belongings and placed them on the table.

The tranquilizer watch in Conan's pocket was also taken away. He glanced at it with some reluctance, but said nothing.

After searching them, several men in black suits led them through the front garden to the central hall of the villa.

The lobby was decorated in a very grand style.

Marble floor, crystal chandelier, genuine leather sofa, and a painting that looks expensive hanging on the wall.

The three waited in the lobby for about five or six minutes.

Footsteps came from upstairs, and a middle-aged man in a gray suit with slicked-back hair slowly walked down the stairs.

He was not tall, and a scar on his face stretched from the corner of his left eye to the corner of his mouth, making him look intimidating.

The man walked to the opposite sofa, sat down, crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, and only after the smoke rose did he speak, his voice slightly hoarse: "Is Tsugawa's death related to you?"

Lin Shen nodded, his tone completely flat: "Yes."

Shinichi Iwai narrowed his eyes, stared at him for a moment, and then casually waved his hand: "Cut off two of his fingers."

The two tattooed men standing behind Lin Shen immediately stepped forward.

Miwako Sato jumped to her feet, her voice almost cracking with urgency: "Couldn't you have waited for someone to finish speaking?!"

When she spoke, her eyes shone with tension, and she forced a stare at Shinichi Iwai.

Shinichi Iwai flicked his cigarette ash and said coldly, "You ruined my business, and you only asked for two fingers? I've been very lenient."

As he spoke, a hint of disdain played on his lips.

Sato Miwako gritted her teeth and cursed, "I knew you couldn't reason with people like you!"

Lin Shen's tone carried a relaxed, playful tone: "Since you're not going to be reasonable, then forget it. Anyway, I never intended to be reasonable."

The instant he finished speaking, he reached out and a silver pistol appeared out of thin air in his right hand, and a black pistol appeared in his left hand.

Before anyone could react, he raised his hand and fired!

boom--

A spray of blood erupted directly from the heart of Shinichi Iwai, who was furthest away.

Iwai froze for a moment, looked down at the blood on his chest, then looked up as if to say something, before falling backward.

Lin Shen didn't stop; he turned the gun and fired—bang bang bang bang!

The tattooed bodyguards standing around hadn't even drawn their guns yet, and half of them had already fallen.

Miwako Sato was completely stunned.

She was just thinking about how to negotiate, how did it turn into a gunfight in the next second?

Her mind went blank.

So, they've started fighting already?

Conan already knew Lin Shen's style of doing things: if he could use a gun, he wouldn't talk back!

He reacted quickly, grabbing Sato Miwako's arm and pulling her behind the sofa to squat down: "Don't just stand there! Hide!"

Miwako Sato stumbled slightly after being pulled, but finally came to her senses.

She crouched behind cover, watching Lin Shen move around the hall, wielding two guns, each shot deadly, the bullets seeming to have eyes.

Those members of the Muddy Society rushed out of the corridors, staircases, and side halls one after another, some carrying pistols and others carrying machetes, but they fell down one after another.

The entire hall was in chaos, with gunshots, shouts, and footsteps all mixed together.

However, other members of the Muddy Society also heard the gunshots and rushed over one after another.

Seeing that Lin Shen was being suppressed, Sato Miwako could no longer sit still!

She turned her head, looked around at the corpses on the ground, bent down to pick up a gun that had fallen to the side, gripped the handle tightly, stood up abruptly, pointed the gun at the Muddy Society members, and began to fire.

boom! boom! boom!

Every shot was steady and his marksmanship was precise!

Conan, crouching behind the sofa, watched as Sato Miwako rushed out to join the battle, repeatedly calling out to her, "You should just stay back and watch the show!"

But after shouting twice, he couldn't stop them at all. He could only sigh, shrink back into the corner, and continue to observe the situation on the battlefield.

A dozen minutes later, the gunfire in the hall gradually subsided. There were forty or fifty people lying on the ground, but no one was breathing anymore.

The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder mixed with the stench of blood, making one's nose tingle.

Lin Shen stood still, the muzzles of his two guns still emitting blue smoke.

He glanced at the last guy still breathing at his feet, casually fired a shot to confirm that the other guy was also incapacitated, and then put his gun away.

He turned his head to look at Conan, who was squatting behind the sofa, and Miwako Sato, who had just stood up, and said, "Let's go, we're done talking."

Looking at the corpses scattered on the ground, and then at Lin Shen's calm demeanor, Miwako opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know what to say.

She remained silent for a long time before finally managing to squeeze out, "...You call this a chat?"

Lin Shen smiled but didn't answer. He stepped over the spent cartridge case on the ground and walked towards the door.

Conan peeked out from behind the sofa, watching Lin Shen's retreating figure as he walked out the door. He glanced at the mess on the floor, then pushed up his glasses. "I told you, you can't trust this guy!"