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

Lin Shen put the MP5 on his lap, leaned back in his seat, and looked back every now and then.

He's still waiting.

They were waiting for a few more fearless police cars to appear behind them so he could have another round of gunfire.

The feeling of firing bullets and the other side scrambling for cover was really exhilarating.

Unfortunately, all the police officers chickened out; not a single one followed.

"Damn it, they just got away like that?" Lin Shen clicked his tongue in annoyance. "I thought the Tokyo police were really tough!"

However, he wasn't surprised; the vast majority of Tokyo police officers were incompetent.

These police officers believe that "as long as I don't do anything, I won't make a mistake." But if they do make a mistake, they'll give a sincere 90-degree bow and apologize!

Actually, this isn't just a problem with the police; the whole society is like this.

The steel fraud was discovered, and the perpetrator bowed in apology.

The product, disguised as a domestic product, was discovered to be imported from abroad, and the seller bowed in apology.

They were caught secretly discharging nuclear wastewater and bowed in apology.

The old man fell into the pit and couldn't be rescued; he bowed and apologized.

.........

The main message is, "I've already bowed and apologized, what more do you want from me?"

Hirota Akira laughed heartily from the front: "Brother, if you fired that burst, even a god would have to hide, let alone them!"

Akemi Miyano didn't say anything, but the way she looked at Lin Shen changed a lot.

She initially thought this guy was just there to make up the numbers, but now that she sees him—he's not just there to make up the numbers, he's a killing machine.

The car twisted and turned through the alleys. Hirota Kenzo was indeed a skilled driver, skillfully maneuvering left and right through those narrow streets.

Before long, the surroundings became quiet.

The siren grew fainter and fainter until it was completely out of reach.

After driving for about ten more minutes, the car turned into an abandoned repair shop.

"We're here, let's get to work!" Hirota Akira was the first to jump off the vehicle.

The four people moved very quickly, clearly having rehearsed many times.

They unloaded all five money boxes from the bread cart and put them into the trunk of a silver sedan parked inside the repair shop.

Then he poured gasoline on the bread truck, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and casually tossed it onto the truck.

boom--!

Flames suddenly shot up, and thick black smoke billowed upwards.

The bread cart crackled and popped in the flames, and soon it would be a pile of scrap metal, leaving no evidence behind.

"Let's go!" Hirota Akira waved his hand.

The four men climbed into the silver sedan, and Hirota Kenzo floored the gas pedal, sending the car darting out of the cargo hold and merging into the traffic on the main road.

After driving for about ten minutes, Lin Shen realized that the route looked somewhat familiar.

Upon closer inspection, I realized I had circled back to the vicinity of Mihua Bank.

Lin Shen was stunned for a moment before he realized—right, Miyano Akemi was originally a bank employee.

She was working in cahoots with them to pull off today's robbery plan.

She still had to go back to work and pretend nothing had happened.

The silver sedan stopped at the entrance of a small alley near the Mihana Bank.

Akemi Miyano had already taken off everything she needed to take off in the car.

The hood, black coat, trousers, gloves, and shoes were all stripped off and stuffed into a bag, revealing the bank employee uniform underneath.

Once her hair was down, she tied it back into a ponytail, put on glasses, and her whole demeanor changed instantly.

Just a moment ago he was an armed robber, now he's an honest and unassuming bank teller.

Carrying the bag of clothes, she turned back before getting off the bus and said, "You must stick to the plan. Destroy everything; don't leave a single thing behind."

"Don't worry," Hirota Akira nodded.

Miyano Akemi glanced at him, then at Lin Shen, hesitated, and finally said nothing, closed the car door, and turned to leave.

The car restarted.

This time, Kenzo Hirota drove his car to an old residential area in Beika Town and stopped by a river.

Hirota Akira took out a black garbage bag, threw in the hoods, gloves, and coats of the group, stuffed in a few stones, tied the bag tightly, and threw it into the middle of the river—with a splash, the bag sank to the bottom.

"Alright, all done." Hirota Akira clapped his hands.

Then, as planned, Hirota Kenzo first dropped Hirota Akira off at a bus stop, and then dropped Hayashi Fumi off near a Shinkansen line.

Finally, he drove off in another direction.

"See you at the usual place tonight!" Hirota Akira said before leaving.

Lin Shen watched Hirota Kenzo's taillights disappear around the street corner and let out a cold laugh.

He raised his hand and hailed a taxi.

"Master, follow that silver sedan ahead."

The taxi driver glanced at him, didn't ask any questions, and stepped on the gas to follow.

Lin Shen sat in the back seat, sneering inwardly—Kenzo Hirota, Kenzo Hirota, do you really think I don't know what you're up to? In the original story, you pocketed a billion yen for yourself.

I'm just waiting for you to make your move.

As expected, the silver sedan didn't drive in the direction Hirota Akira had indicated, but instead turned into the Beika affluent neighborhood.

Lin Shen had the taxi follow at a distance, watching the silver sedan stop in front of a detached house.

Hirota Kenzo got out of the car, looked around warily, then opened the trunk and began carrying the money into the house box by box.

"Just stop here." Lin Shen paid the fare, got out of the car, and found a secluded corner to squat down.

He took out his phone and sent a message to Hirota Akira: "Come to No. XX, XX Street, Beika's upscale neighborhood. Hirota Kenzo wants to eat alone!"

After sending the message, Lin Shen leaned against the wall, lit a cigarette, and slowly smoked it.

About forty minutes later, a taxi stopped at the street corner.

Hirota Akira jumped out of the car, his face ashen, clutching a steel pipe in his hand.

He saw Lin Shen, strode over, and whispered, "Damn it! That bastard really ran off with the money?"

"I watched him move them into the house with my own eyes," Lin Shen said, exhaling a smoke ring. "Five boxes, not one missing."

"Damn it!" Hirota Akira slammed his fist against the wall. "I knew this bastard was unreliable!"

"Let's go," Lin Shen stubbed out his cigarette, "It's time to settle the score."

It was a little after six o'clock in the evening in the wealthy Mihana district.

Lin Shen stood at the door of a detached house, looking at the message that popped up on the system interface.

[Bank robbery, successful escape, statistics are being compiled...]

[This operation is rated 2 stars.]

Difficulty level: 1 star.

You have earned 20 point.

Lin Shen was speechless after reading it.

After working hard all day, shooting and running away, all I got was 20 points?

He opened the system store and took a look—the cheapest Desert Eagle cost 10 points, and an MP5 cost 300 points.

What can you do with 20 points? You can only buy two handguns!

But then I thought, this is the first operation after all, so safety should come first.

Moreover, the system didn't say that you could only rob banks; there will be plenty of opportunities to accumulate points in the future.

There is ample time.

As he was thinking, a taxi pulled up in front of the door.

The car door opened, and Akemi Miyano got out carrying a large suitcase.

She had changed into casual clothes, and her face had that tired look of "finally off work".

But when she saw Lin Shen, her eyes lit up noticeably, and she quickly walked over.

"How is it?" she asked. "Is the money still there?"

"Yes," Lin Shen smiled, "they're all waiting inside."

Miyano Akemi breathed a sigh of relief and followed Lin Shen into the house.