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

Some people are born with the ability to make people lower their guard.

When they sit next to you, they don't need to say anything; their quiet aura alone can make you feel incredibly safe.

Akemi is that kind of person.

Yoko Okino leaned on her shoulder and cried for a long time.

After crying until the end, I felt completely drained. My tears had dried up, and the tightness in my chest had softened.

She looked up, her eyes red and swollen, her eyelashes still wet, and her makeup ruined.

Just as she was about to say something to express her gratitude, her stomach suddenly rumbled loudly, so loudly that it could be heard clearly in the quiet living room.

Her face flushed instantly, burning from her ears to her cheeks, and she wished she could disappear into the ground.

Akemi chuckled, "Miss Yoko, why don't you go take a shower first? I'll make you something to eat."

Yoko Okino opened her mouth as if to say, "No need to trouble yourself," but then she looked down at herself.

After working all day, she was covered in sweat, and after experiencing the impact of the explosion and being questioned by the police, her clothes had a faint smell of gunpowder and dust, which she herself found unpleasant to smell.

She finally lowered her head and said shyly in a low voice, "Thank you for your help..."

"You're welcome." Mingmei smiled, led her to the bathroom door, took out a clean bath towel and a neatly folded bathrobe from the cabinet, and handed them to her.

Yoko Okino took it and found that the size of the yukata was almost right, and the color was her favorite light blue. She couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

—This store manager is so considerate; he even thought of such a detail.

After thanking her repeatedly, she turned and went into the bathroom.

After she closed the door, she heard Mingmei's footsteps heading towards the kitchen, and then the sound of running water began.

Mingmei went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and began preparing dinner.

She moved swiftly, taking out eggs, scallions, and a small piece of salmon from the refrigerator, and then rummaging through the cupboard for noodles and broth.

As she chopped the scallions, she was mentally calculating things.

On the surface, Akemi was just cooking, but her mind was racing.

This is an instinct she developed from growing up in an organization.

In the original story, Mingmei planned the bank robbery, and the entire operation went almost flawlessly from beginning to end, cleanly and efficiently grabbing the money and running away.

This shows that she is a very meticulous person who will consider all possible scenarios before doing anything.

Having grown up in a cannibalistic environment within the organization, with no parents to rely on and having to find ways to protect her younger sister, Akemi had long since learned to read people's expressions and moods.

Lin Shen didn't say much about bringing Okino Yoko back, but Akemi understood almost without much thought.

Lin Shen is a person with a strong sense of purpose.

He didn't even bring Kotomi back to the villa, but he brought Okino Yoko back instead.

He could have arranged for Yoko Okino to stay at a hotel or in the coffee shop's lounge, but he didn't choose those options.

He chose to bring Yoko Okino back to this place.

This in itself is an attitude.

What attitude?

Mingmei didn't even need to guess; she understood perfectly.

Yoko Okino is beautiful and a very popular idol. What man in the whole country can honestly say that he has no feelings for her at all?

Although Lin Shen wasn't the type to be unable to resist women, the fact that he was willing to go to this extra trouble meant his intentions were quite clear.

After Mingmei understood this, she paused for a moment while wielding the cleaver, then continued.

She has decided to help Lin Shen.

She knew in her heart that it wasn't right to treat Yoko Okino this way, and she also felt a little guilty.

But she understood one thing even better.

If she wants Lin Shen to take her seriously and help her rescue her sister from the organization, she needs to demonstrate sufficient value!

Being good-looking and sleeping with someone isn't a sustainable thing.

There will always be someone younger and prettier than you; youth and beauty are replaceable.

What Mingmei needs to do is make Lin Shen unable to leave her!

She wanted to be the first person the other person thought of when they needed someone to do something for them.

With that thought in mind, Mingmei no longer hesitated in her actions.

She pan-fried the salmon until golden brown on both sides, cooked a bowl of steaming hot noodle soup, sliced ​​a few oranges and placed them on a small plate, then put them all on a tray.

Then she took out several bottles and a cocktail shaker from the liquor cabinet.

Mingmei picked out a bottle of vodka, a bottle of lychee liqueur, a bottle of cranberry juice, and added a little lemon juice and syrup before starting to mix a cocktail.

She mixed the kind of cocktail that looks harmless!

The glass is a beautiful pink color, with a slice of lemon hanging on the rim. It smells sweet and fruity, and tastes as smooth as fruit juice, with almost no alcohol present.

But only those who have tasted it know how strong its aftereffects are.

Vodka as a base, liqueur for flavor, it seems harmless, but after three glasses, unless you have a high alcohol tolerance, you'll start to get dizzy.

Mingmei mixed the drink, placed it on the tray, glanced at the bowl of soup noodles and the golden-brown fried fish, and nodded in satisfaction.

As she walked out of the kitchen carrying the tray, she heard the bathroom door open.

Yoko Okino came out wearing that light blue yukata, her hair still wet and draped over her shoulders, her face flushed from the bath, looking more energetic than before.

Akemi placed the tray on the coffee table, smiled, and waved to her: "Come and eat, while it's hot."

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On the second floor, the bathroom was steaming hot, and the entire mirror was covered with a layer of white mist.

Lin Shen was soaking in the bathtub, with only his head sticking out and resting on the edge, staring blankly at the water stains on the ceiling.

He was seriously considering one thing—how to get closer to Yoko Okino.

Simply sitting there chatting is definitely not enough.

Doing something together is the fastest way to close the distance.

For example, swimming, working out, or spending the whole day somewhere.

Once two people have gone through something together, their relationship will naturally improve.

But the problem is that he feels this method is too slow.

Yoko Okino may not live here permanently, and besides, she is a popular celebrity who is very busy and doesn't have much free time.

Let's make it exciting.

An idea slowly took shape in his mind!

Why not stage a kidnapping?

He would find an opportunity to cause Yoko Okino to "get into trouble," and then he would "coincidentally" appear at the scene and save her.

The "hero saves the damsel in distress" trope may be old-fashioned, but it still works. Otherwise, why would movies and TV series use this formula over and over again?

If it works well, it works well.

Anyway, Yuko Ikezawa's identity as an intruder hasn't been exposed yet, so we can take advantage of that.

As long as the clues are directed to her, and then she steps in to clean up the mess, the whole process is flawless.

He smiled slightly in the bathtub, having finally come up with a rough plan, and felt very satisfied.

After soaking for a while, he got out of the bathtub, dried himself off, changed into his pajamas, and pushed open the bathroom door to walk towards the master bedroom.

He was about to turn on his computer to refine his hero-saves-the-damsel-in-distress plan.

But the moment he pushed open the door and stepped into the master bedroom, he couldn't help but stop in his tracks.

Lin Shen saw a scene that surprised him.

Yoko Okino somehow ended up in his bed.

She lay on her side on the large bed, wearing a light blue yukata, but the sash had come undone at some point, leaving the front of the yukata wide open.

The light shone from the side, illuminating her figure clearly.

A faint smell of alcohol lingered in the air.

She must have drunk quite a bit of that strong cocktail from Minmei; she was already half asleep.

Lin Shen stood at the bedroom door, stunned for two or three seconds.

His heroic rescue plan, which he had been thinking about for half a day in the bathroom—kidnapping, ambush, timely appearance, and a neat ending—was instantly rendered useless.

Looking at the beautiful woman sleeping soundly on the bed, her bathrobe loose, he suddenly felt a strange sense of absurdity.

When he used to read history books, he always wondered how a treacherous minister like Wei Zhongxian could so easily fool the emperor. Shouldn't emperors be very intelligent?

But at this moment, looking at the scene before him, he suddenly understood!