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

Lin Shen returned to the coffee shop.

The shop was almost cleaned up. Xiaolan had taken the bowls, chopsticks and plates from the tables into the kitchen, leaving only a few clean tabletops that gleamed with a faint wooden sheen under the warm yellow light.

Tonight was supposed to be a candlelight dinner for him and Sonoko.

However, when Sonoko saw that Ran was all alone, her heart softened, and she pulled Ran to sit down with her.

So tonight's dinner has changed from a "couples' date" to a "dinner for three".

Lin Shen walked into the kitchen and saw Xiao Lan standing in front of the sink, wearing a white apron, washing the dishes carefully with her head down.

The sleeves were rolled up above the elbows, revealing two sections of fair forearms, and the hands were covered with dish soap foam, with the sound of running water.

Lin Shen didn't say anything, but walked directly to her side, rolled up his sleeves, and reached out to take the bowl from her hand: "Let me help."

Xiao Lan quickly waved her hand, "No need, no need! President Lin, you just need to rest! You cooked the meal, I'll wash the dishes!"

Lin Shen ignored her refusal and took the bowl directly from her hand.

Then he very naturally and casually touched the back of her hand.

Xiaolan paused slightly, and her face turned red at a visible speed.

But she didn't pull away or say anything; she just lowered her head and continued washing the dishes.

Lin Shen felt a surge of secret pleasure when he saw her shy and embarrassed expression.

Making a girl blush is one of the greatest pleasures for a man, a point he has never denied!

Xiao Lan's ears turned bright red after he touched her hand several times, intentionally or unintentionally.

She finally couldn't help but whisper, "President Lin... you really don't need to help... I can manage on my own."

Lin Shen smiled and shook his head, his tone casual: "It's nothing, I'm just killing time anyway."

He thought Xiaolan would be like most girls, making an excuse to slip away quickly—for example, "I'm going to the bathroom" or "I'm going to take out the trash."

But to his surprise, Xiaolan, whose face was already red to the roots of her neck, still did not leave. She just bit her lip and continued to wash the dishes with her head down.

Seeing this scene, Lin Shen finally understood why so many innocent girls were so easily taken advantage of by the blond-haired man.

Even though I don't like it and feel uncomfortable, I'm too soft-hearted and can't say no, so I grit my teeth and endure it, forcing myself to finish what I'm doing.

This reminded him of those videos he'd seen before about convenience store managers abusing female employees or female customers!

However, he only thought about it in his head.

He's not that kind of person.

Besides, Xiaolan is not some weak woman who can't even kill a chicken.

Her karate championship title is no joke.

If he dared to have any wicked thoughts, he would probably be sent flying by a spinning kick before he even touched her hair, sliding down the wall.

He put aside his jumbled thoughts, carefully washed a few dishes, and then casually remarked, "By the way, Ran, things haven't been peaceful in Tokyo lately."

"I heard there's a guy riding a motorcycle around handing out revolvers, and there have been quite a few shootings already."

"If you don't have anything to do these next few days, try to stay home as much as possible."

Upon hearing this, Xiaolan stopped what she was doing, looked up, and her big eyes were filled with shock: "Huh? Really? President Lin... you're not kidding me, are you? There really are people handing out handguns on the street?"

While washing the dishes, Lin Shen said, "It's true. You can check it online; it's all over the news."

Seeing that he wasn't joking, Xiaolan couldn't help but frown: "Why would someone give out handguns on Valentine's Day?"

Lin Shen chuckled, picked up a clean plate and placed it on the drainer, casually replying, "That's definitely to match the festive atmosphere."

"Let the days of constant warfare become even more filled with constant warfare!"

Xiaolan was stunned for a moment, not realizing what he meant by that.

Then she went through it in her mind—"a barrage of gunfire"...

Valentine's Day...gunfire...

She suddenly realized what was happening, her face flushed bright red, and she couldn't help but stomp her foot: "President!! You...you need to be serious!"

Lin Shen couldn't help but burst into laughter when he saw her looking both embarrassed and annoyed, yet helpless against him.

In such a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere, time flies by.

Before long, all the dishes were washed and put away. Xiaolan took off her apron, hung it up, changed back into her casual clothes, and then took out a simply packaged small box from her bag and handed it to Lin Shen.

"President...this is chocolate. Thank you for taking care of me all this time." She said this with a grateful smile on her face.

Lin Shen took a look and, as expected, it was a chocolate of obligation.

To put it simply, it's a gift of chocolate.

He thanked him.

Xiaolan then picked up the neatly folded maid's uniform.

Mingmei said that you can take this uniform home and keep it yourself!

She bowed slightly to Lin Shen, said "Then I'll be going now," and then pushed open the door and left the coffee shop.

Ran returned to the Mouri Detective Agency. As she passed the second floor, she greeted Kogoro Mouri, who had just returned, and then went straight to the third floor to return to her room.

She carefully unfolded the maid's uniform, checked it to make sure it was clean and tidy, and then carefully folded it and put it in the wardrobe.

Ran heard from Akemi that this maid outfit costs over 300,000 yen!

The price is quite high!

She sat down on the edge of the bed, hesitated for a moment, then took out her phone and dialed that familiar number.

The same mechanical female voice she had heard countless times came through the receiver: "The number you dialed is temporarily unavailable. Please try again later."

She put down her phone, looked at Shinichi's name on the screen, sighed deeply, and felt inexplicably uneasy.

She recalled watching Sonoko and President Hayashi chatting and laughing at the dinner table that evening.

Although she felt that the two of them had become a couple out of nowhere and that it didn't seem right no matter how she looked at it, she had to admit that she was still a little envious.

Especially since today is Valentine's Day.

Xiaolan put down her phone and her gaze fell on the exquisite gift box on the desk.

That was the chocolate she made herself, originally intended for Shinichi!

But right now, that bastard is probably busy solving cases again!

Thinking about this, Xiaolan felt inexplicably angry and irritable for some reason.

She stared at the box for a while, then angrily took it, tore open the packaging, picked up a piece, and stuffed it into her mouth.

It's sweet with a hint of bitterness.

She ate another piece.

Then I ate another piece.

Finally, she ate the whole box of chocolates, threw the empty box into the trash can, and then pulled the blanket over her head.

Anyway, I can't give it away.

I might as well eat it myself!