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

The Hummer drove fast and steadily in the night, looking from a distance like a beast gliding close to the ground.

The barbed wire fence of Kadena Air Base drew closer, and beams of searchlight swept back and forth across the open ground.

Vermouth slowed down and drove smoothly toward the main entrance.

The guard post at the entrance was lit up, with two American soldiers sitting inside and another patrolling outside with a gun.

Upon seeing the car approaching, one of the soldiers raised his hand to signal it to stop and slowly walked over.

Vermouth rolled down the car window and said casually, "It's quite windy tonight."

The soldier looked down at the ID she handed him, then glanced at Lin Shen in the passenger seat.

Lin Shen nodded in agreement, without saying a word.

The soldier examined the identification documents under the flashlight, then compared them to the faces of the two men. After confirming there were no problems, he waved his hand to signal them to pass.

The electric gate slowly slid open to both sides.

Vermouth stepped on the gas, and the Hummer silently glided into the base.

She drove with practiced ease, making two turns before heading straight into an area filled with military vehicles.

Reversing, straightening, and turning off the engine—the actions were all completed in one smooth motion.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Lin Shen glanced around at the neatly arranged American military equipment and couldn't help but say, "You seem quite familiar with this."

Vermouth pulled out the car keys, her tone slightly smug: "Of course, I've sneaked in here several times. I could find my way in with my eyes closed."

She got out of the car, went around to the back, opened the trunk, and took out two large plastic bags.

The bag contained several packs of cigarettes and several bottles of whiskey.

The "gift" she prepared in advance.

She was walking forward carrying a bag when a black soldier in military uniform walked towards her and shouted something at her.

Vermouth greeted him with a smile and chatted with him for a few minutes in English with a West Coast accent.

Then she took out a pack of cigarettes and a bottle of wine from the bag and handed them to him: "Bo, I brought back what you wanted."

The soldier took it, his eyes lit up, he grinned and said "Thanks," and even bumped fists with her, just like brothers who were very close!

Just then, a U.S. soldier in camouflage happened to walk by. She called out "James" to him and threw one of the bags over: "Hey, here's what you wanted, I brought it back for you."

The soldier took the bag, opened it, glanced inside, and grinned broadly: "Thanks, brother!"

He shook hands with Vermouth and then bumped shoulders.

Vermouth said casually, "Just let me know if you need anything next time."

The other person nodded, picked up the bag, and left.

Lin Shen followed behind, watching with a sigh of admiration.

This woman has an amazing memory!

Not only can she recognize people, she also remembers clearly who asked her to bring what goods.

The two walked forward together, crossed a helipad, turned into a three-story building, and entered the elevator.

There were only the two of them in the elevator.

As the elevator doors closed, Lin Shen couldn't help but ask, "You remember all those people from just now?"

Vermouth adjusted her hat in front of the elevator door, a slight smile playing on her lips. "Of course. People with poor memories can't work in intelligence."

Lin Shen clicked his tongue: "This job isn't easy either. You have to keep your brain working all day; it's easy to suffer from mental exhaustion, isn't it?"

Vermouth rarely showed a hint of fatigue: "You bet! Sometimes I'm so tired that I have no energy left, and I can't even fall asleep in bed."

Lin Shen smiled and said, "Then you can come to me if you can't sleep in the future."

Vermouth turned her head, glanced at him, and smiled knowingly. "Alright. You'd better not regret it later."

Lin Shen retorted, "You'll definitely be the one who regrets it."

The two exchanged a smile, their words carrying a hint of unspoken tension.

The elevator dinged as it arrived on the third floor. The doors opened, and the two stopped talking and walked out one after the other.

The corridor was not long, with several doors on both sides.

Vermouth led Lin Shen to the door of the office at the end of the road, where a security guard stood on duty.

Vermouth greeted the other person and then handed over the two bags she was carrying: "I'm delivering something to the colonel. Could you please check it?"

The guard took the bag, opened it, looked it over, and after confirming that everything was safe, returned it to her. He then turned around, knocked on the door, and went inside to say a few words.

He quickly came out again and nodded to Vermouth: "Go in."

Vermouth glanced at Lin Shen and whispered, "Wait for me here."

After saying that, she gave a wink, then picked up the bag and went inside.

The office door closed behind me.

Lin Shen stood alone in the corridor.

He leaned against the wall, hands in his pockets, his face adorned with that disguised black mask, and he actually looked quite convincing.

He hadn't been standing there long when the guard on duty next to him suddenly turned around, looked him up and down, and struck up a conversation: "Hey, brother, are you new here? I've never seen you before."

Lin Shen nodded slightly, smiled, and replied with an "Mm".

He wanted to get away with it by using as few lines as possible.

Instead of shutting up, the guard took two steps closer and whispered, "Hey, I've been watching you for a while. You've got a great body."

As he spoke, he glanced around to make sure there was no one else in the corridor.

Then, he boldly reached out and pinched Lin Shen's buttocks.

Lin Shen froze completely.

The guard, with a sly grin, leaned close to his ear and said, "Come to my place tonight. How about it?"

Lin Shen's eyes widened instantly.

Is it really necessary to be this exciting?

Although he is knowledgeable and well-traveled, his tastes are really too extreme.

This was the first time in his life he had ever been teased by a grown man.

His lips twitched, and he was about to take a step back when the guard became even more aggressive, reaching out and aiming straight for his crotch.

Lin Shen reacted quickly, grabbing his wrist and frowning as he said, "Stop!"

The guard was taken aback at first, then laughed, his tone even more excited: "The more you do this, the more excited I get!"

He reached out with his other hand.

Lin took a deep breath.

He originally thought that the infiltration mission was the priority, and he would endure it if he could.

But now, he really can't stand it anymore.

He suddenly raised his right hand and slapped the guard in the throat.

The force was so great that the guard didn't even have time to utter a sound before his eyes bulged out.

Then Lin Shen followed up with a second punch, hitting his temple directly.

The guard's eyes seemed to suddenly lose focus, and he fell straight backward.

Lin Shen stepped forward and helped him up.

He quickly grabbed the guard's arm, pushed open a slightly ajar door, and planned to drag the body inside and hide it.

The door opened.

Lin Shen dragged the corpse inside.

Then, he froze.

The room was filled with smoke, and seven or eight American soldiers were sitting around a long table playing cards.

There were some loose change, beer bottles, and several opened packets of snacks piled on the table.

Everyone stopped what they were doing at the same time, looked up, and stared at him and the corpse he was dragging in his hand.

The air froze for about two seconds.

Lin Shen stood at the door, a helpless expression on his face!

Damn, who would have thought someone would be playing cards here?

Then, with a pained expression, he squeezed out, "...Damn it, how can there be anyone here? That's not how it's portrayed in TV dramas!"

The room remained quiet.

A soldier with a cigarette dangling from his mouth only snapped out of his daze when ash fell onto the sign.

The group exchanged a glance.

Lin Shen sighed, tossed the body to the ground, casually closed the door, and cracked his knuckles: "Alright, things are a bit more complicated than you think."

"But it's okay, you'll understand after I explain."

He paused, then grinned, "Who wants to go first?" His smile was a bit fierce.

The soldiers paused for a moment, then started snapping their fingers!