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

Lin Shen went back and gave Conan a sniper rifle and some bullets, then let him go play.

He drove to a hotel.

The elevator reached the top floor, and he pressed the doorbell of the room at the end of the corridor.

After Vermouth opened the door, she returned to the living room sofa and sat down.

She crossed her legs, held a glass of red wine in her hand, and smiled: "He was very cooperative!! Very easy to talk to!"

Lin Shen knew immediately that the other party was a spineless coward.

I reckon it didn't take many hits before everything was done.

He asked, "Have you reached an agreement?"

Vermouth put down her glass and nodded. "It's settled. He'll admit whatever he wants, as long as he's spared!"

Lin Shen hummed in agreement and walked deeper into the room.

Vermouth stood up, raising an eyebrow. "You're just going to go over there like that? Aren't you worried he'll see your face?"

Lin Shen stopped and turned back with a smile: "It's alright. This is a society governed by law. He has no evidence and cannot falsely accuse someone."

Vermouth scoffed.

She didn't believe this nonsense at all; this guy's "rule of law" was probably a completely different version from other people's.

She knew Lin Shen was definitely up to something again, and her curiosity was piqued. She put down her wine glass and followed behind Lin Shen in her high heels.

Inside a guest room.

Joji Nakata sat at his desk, on which sat a laptop.

The screen was showing a live news broadcast, with reporters huddled together at the entrance of the Metropolitan Police Department and constantly updating news of explosions.

Nakata Joji's face was deathly pale, and his lips trembled slightly.

He never expected things to turn out this way.

He only planted two bombs, but he was framed!

The whole of Tokyo is about to be blown up!

Everyone believes he planted those two hundred bombs!!

He carried a burden bigger than the sky on his back!

Nakata Joji regretted it terribly!

If he had known he would be targeted, he would never have done it!

At that moment, the door was suddenly pushed open.

He looked up abruptly and saw a strange man walk in.

He froze for a moment, then his pupils contracted sharply, as if he had sensed something amiss, and he blurted out, "You...you are...the mastermind?"

Lin Shen nodded: "Yes, that's right."

Nakata Joji broke out in a cold sweat.

He looked at Lin Shen, then at Vermouth following behind, his whole body trembling more and more violently, his voice filled with despair: "You...you said that as long as I admit that I did it, you would let me go?"

"Then why did you want to silence me?" Lin Shen was stunned. "When did I say I wanted to silence you?"

Nakata Joji pointed at his face, trembling, "You...you've shown me your face!"

Lin Shen and Vermouth both burst out laughing after hearing this.

Lin Shen walked to the chair next to him and sat down, crossing his hands on his knees: "Oh, you mean this?"

"So what if you see my face? What proof do you have that I'm the mastermind you're talking about?"

"Who would believe your empty words? You don't have a single piece of evidence that I am involved."

Nakata Joji opened his mouth, wanting to refute, but found that he really had nothing to offer.

He remained silent for a while, his tense body slowly relaxed, and he let out a long breath, as if he had been given a second chance at life.

He asked, "So... what brings you here?"

Lin Shen said, "I'll let you go."

Nakata Joji was stunned: "Now?"

Lin Shen nodded: "Yes. I've calculated the time; the police should be here by now."

"I'll disguise myself as you and go out to attract their attention, then you can run away!"

Upon hearing this, Nakata Joji felt a bad premonition: "Um... can I not run away? Can I turn myself in?"

Lin Shen looked at him and smiled gently: "No."

Looking at Lin Shen's smile, Nakata felt increasingly uneasy and instantly understood!

This guy is going to use his face to pull off a few more heists.

But then he thought about it again. Since he had already taken such a big blame, it wouldn't matter if he took a few more.

After all, Japan doesn't have a real death penalty; at most, it's life imprisonment!

Anyway, the shady things I did before were enough to put me in jail for life.

The matter of spending several years in prison.

He leaned back in his chair, giving up entirely: "Fine...do whatever you want."

He had just finished speaking when Vermouth's phone suddenly vibrated.

She took it out and glanced at it, her expression changing slightly: "People at the hotel reception have started asking about the name 'Nakata Joji'."

"The police have located this area."

Lin Shen stood up, and Nakata Joji raised his chin: "Hide well, and go out when the commotion outside subsides."

Nakata Joji quickly stood up, crawled into the wardrobe, and casually pulled the door shut, hiding deep inside.

Lin Shen turned and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Vermouth had already taken out a human skin mask as thin as a cicada's wing, unfolded it, placed it on his face, adjusted its position, pressed the edges firmly, and then quickly tidied up a few details with her fingertips.

The movements were swift and efficient, taking less than five minutes.

Vermouth took a step back and looked him up and down. "Alright."

Lin Shen turned around and looked at the full-length mirror on the wall.

The face reflected in the mirror was now completely that of Joji Nakata.

He touched his cheek to make sure it fit, then grabbed a hat, put it on, pulled the brim down, pushed open the door, and strode toward the elevator.

The corridor was quiet.

As soon as he reached the elevator, he caught a glimpse of figures approaching from both sides.

He didn't stop, as if he hadn't seen it, walked to the elevator, and pressed the down button.

Two men in plain clothes approached him and flanked him from both sides.

The man on the left put his hand on his shoulder and said in a low voice, "Public Security. Nakata Joji, please come with us."

Lin Shen glanced around and smiled, "Okay."

The two police officers were clearly taken aback, not expecting their target to be so cooperative.

However, before they could even rejoice, Lin Shen flicked his wrist, and a silver-white samurai sword appeared in his hand without them noticing.

A flash of light, and the speed was incredibly fast!

The policeman on the left instinctively reached for his sidearm at his waist, but the blade had already grazed his hand the moment his fingers touched the holster.

His hand, along with half of his arm, was severed off. He stared blankly down at the spurt of blood from his wrist before letting out a scream.

The man on the right also drew his gun, but before he could raise it, the blade flashed again.

Lin Shen delivered another clean and swift horizontal slash, severing his wrist at the root. His pistol fell to the ground with it, making a metallic clanging sound.

Lin Shen sheathed his sword without pausing, turned around and slashed horizontally, then unleashed another strike.

There was a two-second silence in the corridor, then two headless bodies slowly fell to the ground, their blood staining the entire carpet.

Lin Shen looked down at the knife; the blade was clean, without a single drop of blood on it!

"Wow, that's really sharp!"

After letting out a sigh, he glanced at the system interface.

The police star icon lit up, jumping to two stars.

Lin Shen smiled slightly, stepped over the two fallen bodies, and entered the elevator.

He closed the door and muttered to himself, "Let's see how many stars I can get today."

The indicator lights above the elevator were dropping one step at a time.

Outside the hotel, the sound of police sirens was getting closer and closer from all directions.