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

A few days later, late at night.

In the underground parking garage of a building in downtown Tokyo, it was so quiet that only the hum of the overhead fluorescent lights could be heard.

Next to a white BMW, a woman in a business suit and high heels was humming a song as she walked towards her car.

She is Hitomi Ueno, the manager of Yoko Okino's agency—and of course, the one who quietly moved Yoko Okino's resources away.

She was in a good mood. She had just had dinner with a male businessman tonight, and he agreed to give her Tsukishima Ayane, one of his employees, the cosmetics brand ambassador for the next season.

She opened the driver's side door, got in, and casually placed her bag on the passenger seat. Just as she was about to start the engine, she suddenly froze.

Because a cold pistol barrel was protruding from the gap in the back seat and firmly pressed against the back of her neck.

"Don't move."

A man's voice came from the back row.

Ueno Hitomi froze instantly, like a statue.

Her hand froze in mid-air, too afraid to even pull it back, her voice trembling uncontrollably: "You...who are you? If you want money...I have money in my bag, take it all..."

"I don't need the money." The man in the back row interrupted her, his tone still calm. "So it was you who withheld Yoko Okino's resources? Making it impossible for her to get roles?"

Ueno Hitomi's pupils suddenly contracted.

She opened her mouth, wanting to deny it, but the icy touch against the back of her neck made her brain race. She finally gave up lying and blurted it all out in a tearful voice: "No...it wasn't my idea! Someone made me do it!"

She swallowed hard, her voice trembling, "She's one of my artists, Tsukishima Ryone... She hooked up with the head of the agency's business department and became his mistress!"

"Then that minister secretly allocated Yoko Okino's resources to her!"

"I had no choice! I'm just an employee! I couldn't disobey the minister!"

After listening, Lin Shen remained silent for two seconds.

He then holstered his gun, leaned over from the back seat, sat in the passenger seat, turned to look at Ueno Hitomi, and asked, "What's the name of the business unit manager you mentioned?"

Ueno Hitomi didn't dare to hide anything and quickly answered, "His name is... his name is Nakajima Hiroshi. He's the head of the business division, he's been with the firm for three years, and he holds a large portion of the resources in his hands."

"Where can I find him?"

Ueno Hitomi hesitated for half a second, then her survival instincts made her decisively betray her boss: "The department head has a strange quirk... he likes to do that kind of thing in the car."

"When I left just now, I saw the two of them leave together. If nothing unexpected happens, he should be in the parking lot of Beika Park with Tsukishima Ryone right now..."

After listening, Lin Shen's lips curled up slightly, and he turned to look at her: "You seem to know a lot about this. You've helped arrange quite a few things like this, haven't you?"

Ueno Hitomi's expression froze. She realized she had let something slip, and her mouth opened and closed again, unsure of what to say.

Lin Shen waved his hand, his tone still relaxed: "It doesn't matter. There aren't many good people in the entertainment industry anyway."

"As long as you can take good care of Yoko Okino, whether you become a madam or not is none of my business."

He paused for a moment, then said, "Lead the way to Mihana Park."

Ueno Hitomi didn't dare to say a word. She started the car, her hands gripping the steering wheel, her fingers still trembling slightly.

The white BMW drove out of the underground parking lot, crossed the empty streets late at night, and soon arrived at the open-air parking lot next to Mihana Park.

The park was almost deserted at night, with only a few cars parked sparsely in the dimly lit parking lot.

Hitomi Ueno skillfully drove the car to a relatively secluded corner, turned off the engine, and then pointed to a black sedan parked under the shade of a tree in the distance, her voice extremely low: "That...that's the one."

Lin Shen looked in the direction she pointed.

The black sedan was parked in the darkest corner of the parking lot, its body partially obscured by the shadows cast by the streetlights.

The car body was swaying slightly and rhythmically.

Lin Shen couldn't help but chuckle: "You really know how to have fun."

Ueno Hitomi gripped the steering wheel nervously, her voice trembling, "Then...and then what? What are you planning to...do?"

Lin Shen did not answer her.

He reached into the back seat, grabbed a long canvas bag, and unzipped it.

Using the dim light of the parking lot, Ueno Hitomi made out what was inside, and her pupils dilated in shock!

That wasn't a pistol, nor was it a submachine gun.

It was an RPG rocket launcher, with a matte metallic finish and the iconic rocket mounted at the front.

Lin Shen picked it up, rolled down the car window, and steadily placed the launcher on the window sill, aiming at the black sedan in the distance that was still swaying slightly.

Ueno Hitomi's mind completely went blank for a moment.

Her mouth gaped open, and she seemed to freeze, forgetting even to breathe.

Without hesitation, Lin Shen pulled the trigger.

The rocket emitted a sharp whistling sound, leaving a white trail of flame as it traced a straight trajectory across the night sky before accurately hitting the black sedan.

boom--!!!

A huge fireball suddenly exploded in the parking lot. The entire black sedan was overturned by the shockwave of the explosion, then lifted into the air, tumbled once in the air, and crashed heavily to the ground, turning into a burning pile of scrap metal.

The flames illuminated half of the parking lot, and shards of glass and metal debris were thrown in all directions by the shockwave, clattering and tinkling as they landed on the concrete ground.

Ueno Hitomi's mouth remained in that "O" shape, and she was frozen in the driver's seat as if struck by lightning.

Her mind went blank.

She knew whether Lin Shen was a good person or not; he was probably involved in organized crime.

But she never imagined that this criminal organization was this corrupt!

Are you going to use RPG rocket launchers to kill people?

This is no longer the "organized crime" in the ordinary sense; these are terrorists, aren't they?

Otherwise, how could they have gotten their hands on an RPG rocket launcher?

Her worldview was shattered several times in just a few seconds, leaving her completely stunned.

She knew the entertainment industry was a mixed bag, but she never imagined it would be this mixed.

At that moment, she was trembling with fear!

She knew she had messed with someone she shouldn't have.

Lin Shen slowly lowered the launcher and casually patted Ueno Hitomi on the shoulder.

Startled by the slap, Ueno Hitomi jumped back, nearly hitting the car roof. Tears and snot streamed down her face, and her voice, trembling with fear, stammered, "I was wrong! I was so wrong!"

"I'll never do it again! I promise I'll treat Yoko Okino well! I'll take care of her like my own daughter! No, even better than my own daughter!"

"It's true! I swear! I swear in the name of Amaterasu!"

"If Yoko Okino ever suffers even the slightest injustice at the agency, may I be condemned to eternal damnation!"

Lin Shen listened to her string of vows and nodded in satisfaction, his tone still relaxed: "That would be for the best."

"Otherwise, you'll end up like them. Understand?"

"I understand! I understand! I understand perfectly!" Ueno Hitomi nodded frantically, tears streaming down her face.

Lin Shen took out a business card from his pocket and handed it over.

Ueno Hitomi paused for a moment, then looked down at it.

The business card only had a name and a phone number printed on it, without any title or company information.

"I won't let you work for nothing," Lin Shen said. "If you ever run into any big trouble in the future, the really, really big kind of trouble, just call me at this number. Understand?"

He understands the principle of giving a slap followed by a sweet treat.

Moreover, the other party is just an agent, so there's not much trouble they can handle.

Ueno Hitomi was stunned; she hadn't expected the other person to be reasonable.

After experiencing that extreme fear, those words were like a lifeline to her.

She was instantly overjoyed, quickly wiping her still trembling hands. She respectfully accepted the business card with both hands, her voice still shaking, but already tinged with excitement: "Okay...okay! I understand, sir!"

Lin Shen stopped talking and got out of the car.

He took a couple of steps, then, as if remembering something, turned around, bent down to look at Ueno Hitomi, who was still in a daze inside the car, casually tossed the RPG launcher back onto the passenger seat, and said, "It's yours."

Then he turned around, put his hands in his pockets, and slowly walked into the night in the parking lot, quickly disappearing into the shadows of the park trees.

Hitomi Ueno sat alone in the car, clutching the business card in her hand, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat.

She glanced down at the business card, then turned to look at the still-warm RPG launcher in the back seat, and then looked up at the wreckage of the black sedan still burning fiercely in the distance.

A person silently swallowed a large mouthful of saliva.

She took a deep breath, started the car, shifted gears, stepped on the gas, and the white BMW quickly drove away from the still-burning parking lot.

As she drove, she couldn't help but glance at the business card on the passenger seat and the RPG launcher in the back, her heart pounding.

The thing was so big and so conspicuous that she didn't even know where to hide it.

Several times she considered stopping by the roadside and throwing it away.

But after much hesitation, she gritted her teeth and decided to keep it.

Putting everything else aside, if she were to brag about knowing a big shot with an RPG rocket launcher while drinking with people in the industry, the whole table would probably have to respect her more!