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

Lin Shen had just finished showering when the doorbell rang.

He walked over and opened the door—it was Eri Kisaki.

She was wearing a light gray silk nightgown with a thin shawl draped over her shoulders. Her hair was half-dry. She stood under the corridor light with a complex and stubborn expression.

Before she could speak, Lin Shen reached out, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her into the room.

The door clicked shut.

The next second, Eri Kisaki's back was pressed against the wall.

Lin Shen leaned very close, one hand braced against the wall near her ear, the other already wrapped around her waist.

He lowered his head and kissed her directly.

Decisive and efficient, without the slightest hesitation.

"Ugh—" Eri's eyes widened suddenly, and she instinctively struggled for a moment.

She placed her hands on his chest and pushed him twice, but couldn't budge him.

She turned her head to try to dodge, but both sides were completely blocked, leaving her no choice but to face his movements.

His face turned bright red.

She finally turned her face, panting, her voice tinged with annoyance: "President Lin! What are you doing...?"

Lin Shen looked at her flushed cheeks and slightly trembling breath, but he wasn't flustered at all!

Doesn't a woman know what's going on when she comes looking for a man in the middle of the night?

He knew that Eri Kisaki needed a reason, a reason that could satisfy his own conscience!

He chuckled softly, "Didn't you come here to repay a debt of gratitude?"

Eri Kisaki froze, opened her mouth, and said in a softer voice, "...I came to thank you."

Lin Shen chuckled: "Isn't that settled? Wouldn't it save us time by skipping all the pleasantries?"

As he spoke, he lowered his head again.

"Wait—wait a minute!" Eri Kisaki quickly reached out to cover his mouth, her palm pressed against his lips, her heart pounding. "Can't you be serious? I'm being serious!"

Lin Shen looked at her with a hint of a smile in his eyes: "I take what I do very seriously."

Eri Kisaki was speechless after hearing that.

She wanted to say something more, but Lin Shen didn't give her the chance.

This time, the movements were gentler than before, but even more irresistible.

Eri's hand clenched and unclenched against his chest, then loosened and clenched again.

Her mind was a complete mess.

She told herself she shouldn't do this!

But her body seemed to betray her!

It's been ten years!

She and Kogoro Mouri were separated for ten years. During those ten years, she buried herself in her work, filling every minute with busyness, and never allowing herself to think about anything else.

She could suppress those physical desires, but she couldn't extinguish them.

At her age, she's in the prime of her life, and sometimes, when she's lying alone in bed late at night, she experiences certain impulses.

But Eri Kisaki never imagined that she would be pinned against the wall and kissed so passionately by a man several years younger than her at this time and in this setting that she could hardly breathe.

She had a million reasons to resist, but her body's instincts seemed to completely disobey her commands.

Her struggles grew weaker and weaker, but her breathing became heavier and heavier.

Eri knew this deep down.

She retreated to this point because Lin Shen saved them tonight, and her impulsive actions at this moment caused a multitude of emotions to pile up.

Forget it.

She bit her lip, as if she had made a decision in her heart.

If it weren't for Lin Shen, she and Xiao Lan would have been in a terrible state tonight.

She knew perfectly well what kind of people those American soldiers were.

If they succeeded, the consequences... she didn't even dare to think about it.

Since things have come to this, let's consider it repaying a debt of gratitude.

Eri Kisaki thought this way and convinced herself of it.

No matter how many excuses she comes up with, she can't hide the fact that she no longer wants to refuse.

She suddenly reached out and wrapped her arms around Lin Shen's neck.

Then, she took the initiative and, with surprising strength, pushed Lin Shen onto the sofa.

Lin Shen was pushed back, looking at her with some surprise. Eri straddled him, looking down at Lin Shen with a wildness in her eyes that had been suppressed for too long.

"I haven't been with a man in over a decade. Don't disappoint me tonight."

Lin Shen was taken aback at first, then couldn't help but laugh: "I will definitely satisfy you."

He reached out and grabbed the back of her head, pulling her towards him.

The night breeze outside the window lifted the gauze curtains, and the sound of distant waves gently lapping against the beach seemed to provide background noise for the not-so-quiet night in the room.

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At 12:30, Lin Shen finally came out of the room.

As he zipped up his jacket, he stretched his shoulders, looking incredibly refreshed.

Vermouth leaned against the wall at the corner of the corridor, arms crossed. Seeing him emerge, she sized him up and couldn't help but let out a sneer.

"Hey President Lin, what time is it? How can you still be in the mood for this kind of thing?"

She raised her chin, her tone slightly mocking, "If a fight really breaks out later, and your legs go weak and you can't run, I won't take care of you."

Lin Shen laughed and waved his hand, "This is hardly any exercise. It's not even a warm-up."

"Don't worry, it won't affect the operation."

Vermouth glanced at him and saw that he walked with a steady gait, as if taking a stroll, and certainly didn't look like he had been drained of his energy, so she said nothing more.

She turned and walked away: "Follow me."

Lin Shen followed behind her, walked through the corridor, turned two corners, and took the staff elevator directly to the underground parking garage.

A black Hummer was parked in the corner of the garage. Its body was tall and large, like a crouching iron beast.

Vermouth opened the trunk, took out a black travel bag, and tossed it to Lin Shen: "Put this on."

Lin Shen unzipped the jacket and saw a set of US military uniform.

He picked it up and compared it to the size; it was just right.

He didn't hesitate at all and put it on right away.

The uniform fabric was rough and stiff, with a fresh factory smell.

He had just finished dressing when Vermouth pulled out a set of disguise tools.

She worked quickly, applying creams and lotions to Lin Shen's face, attaching fake skin, pressing down on his nose bridge, and altering his brow bone. In less than ten minutes, his face was completely transformed.

Lin Shen glanced at the rearview mirror.

The face in the mirror was that of the bald black man whose head he had personally blown off.

Vermouth herself was not idle either; she also changed into a U.S. military uniform and disguised herself as another black soldier she had killed.

She straightened her collar and looked at Lin Shen with satisfaction: "Not bad, quite similar."

Lin Shen touched the fake skin on his face: "The craftsmanship is quite good!"

Vermouth's lips curled into a slight smile as she stepped on the gas, saying, "Of course!"

With a roar of its engine, the Hummer pulled out of the garage, drove through the night-shrouded streets, and headed toward Kadena Air Base.

The road was quiet, with only the sound of tires rolling on the road and the faint sound of waves in the distance.

Vermouth gripped the steering wheel, her gaze fixed straight ahead, her tone less casual than before: "Remember, once we're inside, I'll go to the archives to look something up first."

"Don't do anything until I give you a signal. Even if someone talks to you, try not to say anything, just nod."

Lin Shen leaned back in the passenger seat, tapping lightly on the car window with his fingers: "Understood. Awaiting your instructions."

He paused for a second, then added, "But what if someone makes a move?"

Vermouth glanced at him sideways: "Then you decide what to do."

Lin Shen grinned, revealing a row of white teeth: "I like that answer."

The Hummer continued driving forward, its headlights cutting two paths of light in the night.

Not far ahead, the barbed wire fence of Kadena Air Base can be vaguely seen.