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

In the afternoon, there were not many customers in Café 221B.

To be precise, it's the norm here to have no guests.

Lin Shen sat in his usual seat by the window, with a glass of Americano that had gone cold in front of him.

He didn't drink it; he just left it there as a decoration. His gaze seemed to be fixed on the crowds passing by outside the window, but his mind was preoccupied with other things.

We need to find a way to get Shiho Miyano out.

Akemi has already put Yoko Okino in her room. If she does nothing after all that, it wouldn't be right.

Lin Shen is not the kind of person who would take something and then deny it.

He needs to put the sisters' matter on his agenda.

Akemi had already told him about Shiho Miyano's basic situation.

Shiho Miyano works at the organization's research institute, and her life is as regular as a clock.

But she has one fixed habit: almost every Thursday afternoon, she goes to the shopping malls in Ginza to go on a shopping spree, as a way to give herself a break and release some work pressure.

This Thursday would be a great opportunity to get started.

But he also knew that things were definitely not that simple.

If it were that easy to get Shiho Miyano out of the organization's sights, Shuichi Akai would have done it long ago, and it wouldn't have been his turn.

However, it is still necessary to test the waters.

He can't give up just because it's difficult; that's not his style.

Lin Shen's initial idea was to create an "accident".

For example, if a bank robbery occurs nearby, the robbers might pass by the shop where Shiho Miyano works while fleeing, and then kidnap her as well.

In this way, her disappearance would not be directly suspected to be Mingmei, but would be attributed to bad luck and being involved in an accidental robbery.

The general direction of the plan is there, but we lack people.

What we lack are people who can actually do the work!

People like Fujie Akiyoshi, although they are brave enough to risk their lives, have poor physical fitness and break easily.

He needs someone who is truly experienced and has strong execution capabilities.

Lin Shen leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the table as he pondered where to find such a reliable person.

Just then, the door to the coffee shop was pushed open, and the bell on the door rang.

He turned his head and saw that Conan had come in first, followed by three kids: Ayumi, Mitsuhiko, and Genta.

As soon as the four children entered, they were drawn to the detective-themed decorations in the store.

A portrait of Sherlock Holmes hangs on the wall, a magnifying glass and a pipe-shaped ornament are placed by the bar, and a life-size cardboard cutout of the great detective stands in the corner.

Ayumi covered her face with her hands, her eyes sparkling: "Wow, that's amazing!"

Mitsuhiko looked around and exclaimed in surprise, "Is this a Sherlock Holmes-themed café?"

Genta rushed to the counter, standing on tiptoe to look at the menu: "Do you have eel rice? Do you have eel rice?"

After a moment of excitement, the three children huddled together to look at the prices on the menu, and their voices immediately fell silent.

Ayumi glanced at the price tag, then at the few coins in her pocket, and put the menu back with a hint of disappointment.

But she was still a little unwilling, so she took a crumpled note out of her pocket, walked to the bar and handed it to Xiaolan: "Um... Sister Xiaolan, can I use this treasure map to exchange for a drink?"

Ran took it and glanced at it, then gently said to Ayumi, "Ayumi, this isn't a treasure map, it's just a regular sticky note!"

Upon hearing this, Ayumi's little face was filled with disappointment.

Xiao Lan felt a little reluctant and subconsciously turned her head to look at Lin Shen.

Lin Shen kept looking in this direction. As a transmigrator, he naturally knew what this note meant—a transmigrator's basic allowance of 15,000 maple leaf gold coins!

He stood up and walked to the bar, took the note from Ran's hand, glanced at it, then looked at Ayumi and solemnly announced, "Yes, I've checked it. This is a real treasure map."

Ayumi was stunned.

Genta and Mitsuhiko were stunned, and even Conan, who was standing next to them, was slightly taken aback.

"Really?!" Ayumi's eyes lit up again.

"Of course it's true." Lin Shen said to Xiao Lan, "Xiao Lan, get each of them a drink and a small dessert, and use this treasure map to pay for it."

Ayumi, Genta, and Mitsuhiko erupted in cheers: "Yay—!!"

Xiaolan stood behind the bar, watching the three excited little ones, then looked at Lin Shen, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: The president is such a nice person, so full of love!

Conan, standing to the side, was speechless.

He's just a kid, so why didn't Lin Shen treat him to coffee so generously the last few times he came?

"Enjoy your meal! I'm off to find the treasure." Lin Shen waved to the group with the sticky note in hand and then left the coffee shop.

He stood at the doorway, looking at the sticky note in his hand repeatedly. Then he folded the note back up and put it back in his pocket, before slowly walking away towards the right side of the street.

Seeing this, the three Italian bandits in the distance quickly followed.

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After half an hour.

The rooftop of a building.

Three Italian bandits followed Lin Shen here.

Behind the small door leading to the rooftop, three figures were crouching against the wall, slowly making their way up.

Leading the way was a burly man with blond hair, clutching a Beretta pistol.

He pressed himself against the wall, cautiously peeking out half his head to try and see what was happening on the rooftop.

As soon as he stuck his head out, something cold and hard pressed against his forehead.

It rests perfectly, right in the center of your forehead.

The blond robber's pupils contracted sharply, and his body froze completely as if someone had pressed the pause button.

He even paused breathing for a moment, his eyes slowly moving upwards.

He saw an MP5K submachine gun, its muzzle pointed directly at his face, while Lin Shen had a faint smile on his lips.

The second robber behind them, whose appearance was somewhat sleazy, lowered his voice and urged, "What's wrong? What did you see? Speak up!"

The blond robber swallowed hard, his voice hoarse: "You...why don't you just take a look for yourself?"

The lewd robber frowned and impatiently poked his head out as well.

Then he froze.

Lin Shen took out another MP5 and pressed it firmly against his temple.

His expression froze, his mouth opened and closed, and the gun in his hand unconsciously dropped two inches.

The last bandit in line, with a mustache, watched as the two men in front of him froze one after another, and couldn't help but urge, "Feed?"

"What's going on with you guys? What did you see?" he said impatiently, pushing aside the people in front of him and sticking his head out.

Then he saw two dark gun barrels.

One was aimed at the blond bandit's forehead, and the other at the lewd bandit's temple.

The two MP5Ks, like a pair of neat fangs, waited quietly for him.

The bandit with the mustache had an expression as interesting as if he had swallowed a fly; his mouth opened and closed but he couldn't utter a word, and he didn't know whether to pull his protruding head back or keep it sticking out.

The three robbers remained frozen in their positions, none of them daring to move an inch.