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

I spent the whole afternoon strolling around American Village. The sun slowly slid from overhead to the horizon, and the sky began to darken.

One by one, the neon lights along the street lit up, and the Ferris wheel in the center of the business district was also illuminated.

The colorful light wheel slowly rotated, looking like a giant colorful windmill under the night sky.

Xiaolan looked up and froze: "Wow—so beautiful!!"

She immediately turned to everyone, her eyes sparkling, "Let's go ride the Ferris wheel! We're all here in American Village, it would be such a waste not to!"

Kogoro Mouri was quite tempted, but then he seemed to remember something and chuckled.

He was actually thinking about something else!

Since this place is very similar to American cities, the nightlife must be amazing.

Everyone says that American bars are open and exciting. He rarely comes here, so wouldn't it be a waste if he didn't go and see for himself?

Eri glanced at the time and shook her head: "It's already this late, let's go back to the hotel. This place isn't very safe at night."

Upon hearing this, Kogoro Mouri immediately objected: "Unsafe? Unsafe what? The streets are full of American soldiers, how could it be unsafe?"

Eri Kisaki sighed: "That's exactly what I meant. These soldiers are the biggest destabilizing factor."

Lin Shen nodded and added, "Attorney Fei is right. These people really aren't good people. Hitting someone with their car and running away, causing trouble when drunk, even groping tourists... these are all common occurrences."

Ran and Kogoro Mouri were both stunned.

Xiaolan was incredulous: "Really? They seemed pretty friendly to me... they were even greeting people on the street."

Kogoro Mouri muttered to himself, "Yeah, they seem pretty enthusiastic."

Eri glanced at the two of them, her tone tinged with helplessness: "You two should spend more time watching the news, instead of always watching TV dramas and idol dramas."

"Let's go back to the hotel tonight. We're tired after walking around all afternoon. We can go ride the Ferris wheel tomorrow."

Although Xiaolan was a little reluctant, seeing how serious her mother was, she didn't insist anymore.

The four walked to the roadside and hailed a taxi.

Along the way, Ran was still looking through the photos she had taken on her phone, while Kogoro Mouri leaned back in his seat and yawned.

Halfway through the journey, as the car passed a narrow street, suddenly, with a muffled thud, the car jolted violently!

The taxi driver nearly hit his head on the steering wheel and had to brake suddenly to a stop.

He turned around, his face pale, then quickly unbuckled his seatbelt, opened the car door, and went to the back.

A dark-colored private car came up from the side and rear, its front end hitting the left rear side of the taxi, and the bumper was dented.

The driver's side door of the private car opened, and a tall, muscular black man wearing a black T-shirt got out.

Immediately afterwards, two more people got out of the passenger seat and the back seat, both of similarly tall and strong builds, with muscles in their arms so taut that their clothes looked like they were about to burst.

The three people stood by the roadside, like three walls.

As soon as they got out of the car, they started cursing and swearing, their tone very aggressive.

One of the bald men walked over aggressively, patted the hood of the taxi, pointed at the driver, and shouted something.

The driver was so frightened that he kept bowing and saying "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" repeatedly, almost kneeling down.

Seeing this, Xiaolan couldn't help but frown: "They were the ones who crashed into us, weren't they? Why are they blaming the driver?"

She spoke quite loudly, and the three people outside the car heard her clearly.

The bald man in the lead turned to look into the car. His gaze first lingered on Ran, then shifted to Eri, and his expression changed instantly!

It carries an unsettling greed!

He winked at the two people next to him, then strode toward the taxi and reached out to open the door.

Lin Shen sat in the passenger seat, having already unbuckled his seatbelt, ready to take action at any moment.

However, before he could do anything, the back door opened by itself.

Eri Kisaki went down first.

She glanced at the three American soldiers in front of her, her face calm, as if she didn't take them seriously at all.

Then, with a slightly affected accent, she said, "I'M CHINESE!!"

"I CAN'T SPEAK ENGLISH!"

The three American soldiers were stunned for a moment.

Before they could react, Eri Kisaki continued in fluent Mandarin, "What do you want? I'm calling the police! I'm calling the embassy!"

Her pronunciation was a little awkward, as if she had just memorized the words, but her tone was very confident and she had a strong presence. While speaking, she even took out her phone to make a call!

The three American soldiers looked at each other, their expressions shifting from fierce to hesitant, and from hesitant to panicked.

The bald man at the head of the group muttered, "SHIT! Chinese!"

Another muttered under his breath, "Wrong, they're not Japanese... Let's go!"

As if they didn't want to cause trouble, they pushed and shoved each other back to the car, started the engine, and sped away.

Only after the taillights of that private car completely disappeared into the night did Eri Kisaki leisurely return to her car and close the door.

The taxi driver breathed a sigh of relief, nodded his thanks repeatedly, and started the car again, heading towards the hotel.

Lin Shen, sitting in the passenger seat, turned to look at the back and gave a thumbs up: "Impressive, Attorney Fei! Where did you learn that trick?"

Eri Kisaki leaned back in her chair and touched her face, which was flushed from nervousness.

She smiled wryly and said, "I learned it online."

"I read a travel guide that said if you encounter American soldiers causing trouble in Okinawa, just say you are a Chinese tourist, and they usually won't bother you."

As she spoke, she found it a little funny, "I didn't expect it to be so effective."

Lin Shen smiled and shook his head: "Not only good, it's incredibly effective."

He asked again, "But you can speak Mandarin too?"

Eri Kisaki smiled and said, "I learned it on the spot... just those few lines, and I practiced them for several nights."

Ran tilted her head, puzzled. "Mom, why don't you just say we're Japanese?"

Eri Kisaki's expression darkened slightly, as if she had thought of something.

Instead of answering directly, she took out her phone, scrolled through it, found a news page, and handed it to Xiaolan: "Take a look for yourself."

Xiaolan took the phone; the screen displayed several news articles about local security.

She glanced at it a few times, and the expression on her face slowly turned ugly.

Kogoro Mouri also came closer, glanced at the scene, and his face darkened. He was silent for a moment, then muttered, "...This is fucking outrageous."

Lin Shen glanced at them, smiled, and said nothing.