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

After dealing with the female counselor, Lin Shen dusted off the dust on his shoulders and turned to go find Shiho Miyano.

He stopped after taking only two steps.

Because he saw the two Italian robbers.

The bandit with the mustache and the sleazy bandit, at some point, poked their heads out from behind their respective hides and stared straight at him.

That look in his eyes was as if he had seen something beyond the realm of comprehension.

Lin Shen's heart skipped a beat.

I just retrieved a gun and grenades from the system, and started throwing grenades like crazy...

To a normal person, their hands seem like magicians, producing a gun one moment and a bunch of grenades the next.

To outsiders, these actions have completely exceeded the bounds of what is normal.

These two people cannot be allowed to live.

Lin Shen's eyes turned cold, his finger already on the trigger, aiming at the two Italian bandits.

"Wait...wait a minute!!!" The bandit with the mustache panicked, stammering, "I...we didn't see anything!!"

"Yeah, yeah!! I'm nearsighted, I can't see anything!" The lewd robber was also terrified and started to regret seeing things he shouldn't have!

Then, gunshots rang out.

It wasn't Lin Shen who fired the shot.

A hail of bullets swept in from the direction of the shop entrance, accurately hitting the two Italian robbers.

Before the bandit with the mustache could react, he was riddled with bullet holes and fell backward as if he had been pushed.

The sleazy robber tried to dodge to the side, but bullets followed his movement and riddled his body with holes.

The two robbers stared wide-eyed as they fell to the ground, twitched twice, and then became completely still.

Lin Shen suddenly turned his head to look at the shop entrance.

A large group of men in black suits filed in; a quick glance revealed at least a dozen.

They were all wearing body armor and carrying a variety of weapons, including MP5 submachine guns, Remington shotguns, and several M4 carbines.

These people moved with practiced ease, clearly indicating they were professionally trained armed personnel.

The organization's support has arrived.

Lin Shen cursed inwardly.

He knew he no longer had a chance to take Shiho Miyano away.

If it's a direct confrontation, even with the armor and firepower provided by the system, facing a dozen well-trained armed personnel will only lead to certain death!

After all, if bullets keep hitting you, your armor and health will drop rapidly, and there won't be enough time to use cheat codes to replenish them!

If only there were cheat codes for unlimited armor and unlimited health!

Unfortunately, no!

Without hesitation, Lin Shen pulled out two C4 bombs from his system space and threw them at the spot where the group of men in suits were most concentrated.

The group of organization members were about to raise their guns to fire when they saw two square green cubes flying towards them and instantly recognized what they were.

Their facial expressions collectively went out of control, their previously murderous aura instantly collapsed, and they scattered like ants whose nest had been disturbed.

"Damn it, C4! Run!!"

boom--!!

The C4 bomb's detonation was far more powerful than a regular hand grenade; the shockwave swept across the entire store, carrying shards of glass and metal fragments, causing the ceiling lights to sway.

Several organization members who hadn't gotten far enough away were knocked to the ground by the shockwave, rolling around on the ground clutching their ears, their faces contorted in pain.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Lin Shen wasted no time. He bent down and quickly ran to the two Italian bandits who had died tragically, and picked up the two bulging canvas bags at their feet.

He wasn't greedy for money; rather, he couldn't forget his current identity.

He is a "robber" who rushes into a bank to steal money and is then cornered by the police in a luxury store. If he escapes empty-handed, it would seem illogical to anyone, and his carefully crafted robber persona would be exposed.

He had to take the money bag with him.

Lin Shen slung the two canvas bags over his shoulder and rushed towards the escape route at the back door of the luxury store without looking back.

He shoved open the heavy fire door with his shoulder and rushed into the dimly lit stairwell.

Just as he lifted his foot to run downstairs, he suddenly stopped.

He remembered the blond bandit who had been knocked unconscious by the short-haired woman and had been lying next to the pillar.

Although that guy was unconscious and didn't see me pull out a gun and a grenade from the system, leaving him behind is still a potential threat!

Since the three of you came together, why don't you just go together!

Best buddies, we'll walk together for life!

Lin Shen turned around and went back, standing at the entrance of the escape route. He glanced at the blond robber who was slumped against the wall, then took out a C4 bomb from his system space and threw it precisely next to the blond robber.

Then he turned around and rushed into the escape tunnel without looking back.

Boom—!!

A muffled explosion came from behind, shaking the walls of the entire corridor and causing a layer of dust to fall from the ceiling.

But Lin Shen did not run downstairs.

He chose to move upwards.

He knew that things downstairs must be in complete chaos right now.

The police blocked off the streets, and armed men from the organization guarded all the exits at the entrances. Running downstairs would be like walking into a trap.

So he did the opposite and ran wildly up the stairs.

As he ran, he pulled out timed bombs from his system space without looking back, and threw them behind him without even glancing at them. The bombs clattered and tinkled as they landed on the steps at the corner of the staircase, the red countdown numbers flashing rapidly.

Those organization members did not dare to directly follow the escape route.

They cautiously peeked around the doorway to make sure there were no bombs before filing in, guns in hand.

But as soon as they rushed into the stairwell, they saw several time bombs on the ground with countdown timers.

The red numbers ticked and moved, making a soft clicking sound.

The menacing faces of the leading members instantly crumbled upon seeing the time bomb!

Their faces immediately turned as white as paper. The people at the front stopped abruptly, and those behind them also quickly stopped.

That's terrifying!

Where did this madman come from?

After robbing banks and bombing stores, they weren't done yet; they even laid mines along the way on their way out?

Who the hell can handle this?

At that moment, a man wearing a black trench coat, who looked like a squad leader, squeezed up from behind.

Seeing that all the members were huddled together in the stairwell, too afraid to move, he flew into a rage and yelled, "Useless! All of you are useless! A few time bombs have scared you like this?"

"Hurry up and chase after them! I'll take responsibility if anything happens!"

He shouted loudly, but the members looked at each other and no one moved.

Just kidding, your life is your own; once you die, you lose everything.

They joined the organization for money and to live comfortably, not to be cannon fodder.

This madman throws C4 around like it's free; if you really chased him, even ten lives wouldn't be enough for him to blow it up.

The trench coat captain was so angry that his face turned red when he saw that no one was obeying his orders.

He abruptly drew his pistol, pressing the muzzle directly to the temple of the nearest organization member, and coldly said, "I'm saying this for the last time!"

"Go after him. Or I'll kill you first."

The member whose gun was pointed at changed his expression.

He didn't speak.

Then, one of the members behind the trench coat captain silently raised his rifle, aimed the muzzle at the unsuspecting back of the squad leader's head, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

boom.

The squad leader's expression froze.

His eyes were filled with disbelief!

He died without understanding why he was shot in the back by his own people.

The member with the gun pointed at him watched his squad leader fall, still seemingly not satisfied, and fired three more shots at the corpse on the ground.

Then he spat fiercely at the motionless face: "You idiot. Just because I call you captain, you think you're so great?"

A member holding a rifle chimed in, "Exactly. They're too scared to charge forward themselves, but they'll send others to their deaths."

Another member squatted down and said coldly, "I've disliked him for a long time! He got to the top through connections, and he really thinks he's someone important."

The group cursed at each other for a few moments, then dragged the squad leader's body like trash and tossed it aside next to the nearest time bomb.

"Let's go back," someone called out.

The others looked at each other and then turned around and left the escape route.

They are not stupid!

Their mission was to ensure Shirley's safety and prevent her from defecting, not to fight a madman with heavy firepower and a full set of explosives.

Today's events happened, and Shirley is alright; she's perfectly fine, which is good.

As for whether the bandit leader escaped or not?

It's none of their business.

Go after them?

If you catch up with them, you'll get shot; if you fail to catch up, you'll get scolded.

They know perfectly well which is more cost-effective.

Yes, the organization does pay them very well, more than a million a month, plus a car and a house, and the benefits are top-notch!

But if a person dies, then everything is gone!

It's just a job, why risk your life?

So, a dozen or so men, carrying their guns, returned the way they came in twos and threes, leaving the squad leader's body lying next to the time bomb, letting the red countdown numbers tick away second by second in the darkness.