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

After listening to Lin Shen's words, Asai Narumi remained silent for a long time.

She lowered her head, staring at the metallic reflection of the revolver on the table, her hands clasped together on her knees, her knuckles slightly white.

Lin Shen didn't rush her. He leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and patiently waited for her to make a decision.

After a long while, Asai Narumi raised her head, her eyes filled with a resolute determination born of struggle, and slowly shook her head: "No! I won't help you."

"I have my own plans."

Lin Shen raised an eyebrow slightly but remained silent.

Asai Narumi continued, "I've spent so many years preparing, all for the sake of personally carrying out my revenge."

"I've planned every step—who to kill first, who to kill next, where to make the move, and how to escape!"

"Your method is too crude!"

"If you raid their homes, you'll drag many innocent people down with you."

"This is completely different from my revenge plan. I will not cooperate with you."

After hearing her words, Lin Shen remained silent for two seconds, then couldn't help but laugh.

He was so angry he laughed.

He's someone who's read the original work.

He knew all too well the nature of the character Asai Narumi, or rather, Asai Narumi.

After spending so many years investigating and infiltrating, all they ended up doing was killing the few people who were directly involved in the murder.

After killing everyone, he set himself on fire in the piano room and committed suicide, leaving behind a mess that no one could clean up.

Asai Narumi never intended to eliminate the threat completely.

Those guys have been trafficking drugs for so many years, they're practically outlaws.

If you kill them, their subordinates and children won't come after you.

They won't bother your adoptive parents?

Drug dealers are the least law-abiding members of the underworld. Do you expect them to "avoid harming their families"?

Lin Shen sighed inwardly as he thought about this.

Asai Narumi clearly has a hole in his head, and a rather large one at that.

He simply doesn't have the patience to slowly communicate with and guide this kind of person.

He's not a psychologist, so there's no need for him to be here giving people advice.

He didn't say another word.

Lin Shen reached out and picked up the revolver on the table, raised it, and steadily aimed the dark muzzle at Asai Narumi's forehead.

He said calmly, "I'll give you one more chance to rephrase your words."

Asai Narumi's face turned pale instantly.

She could clearly see the hammer behind the muzzle of the gun, ready to fire.

The slightest movement of the other person's finger would cause her head to explode like a watermelon being hit by a hammer.

She could feel her heart skip a beat for a moment.

All her previous insistence and determination deflated in an instant, like a punctured balloon.

Her lips moved, her voice trembling slightly: "Okay... fine, I'll help you. But I have one condition... I want to kill those people who killed my father with my own hands."

Lin Shen nodded in satisfaction, put down the revolver, and said irritably, "Why didn't you do this earlier? Do I have to point a gun at you before you'll talk properly?"

Asai Narumi bit her lip, daring not to speak her anger, and could only curse silently in her heart.

"So, who should we start with?" Lin Shen leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms.

Asai Narumi took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

Since she has already agreed to cooperate, she has no choice but to see this through to the end.

She was silent for a moment before speaking, "Nishimoto Ken. He lives alone and is a heavy drinker, often passing out drunk. If we start with him, it won't be easy for anyone to find out."

Lin Shen nodded, knowing that Asai Narumi had not lied to him.

Ken Nishimoto was indeed the weakest defensive player among those guys.

He stood up, tucked the gun back into his waistband, and said crisply, "Okay. Lead the way."

Asai Narumi changed into a black outfit, hung a "Temporarily Closed" sign at the clinic entrance, then pushed open the door and led Lin Shen into the intricate alleys of Moonshadow Island.

She was clearly very familiar with the terrain, skillfully navigating through several narrow alleys, crossing a field, and avoiding the houses where the lights were still on.

After walking for about fifteen minutes, the view suddenly opened up, and a magnificent Japanese-style mansion appeared not far away. A wooden sign hung at the entrance of the mansion, with the words "Nishimoto" written on it.

There was a wall surrounding the mansion, and warm yellow lights shone from inside. The faint sounds of women's laughter and loud music could be heard.

Asai Narumi stopped in the shadow of the wall and said in a low voice, "I've infiltrated here a few times before, trying to find some clues that could incriminate them."

"But we accidentally discovered that Ken Nishimoto had several handguns hidden in his house. Some shady people often came and went from his house, so we had to be careful."

She paused, glanced at the tightly closed door, and suggested, "I suggest we wait here for a while."

"We'll make our move after he's had enough to drink and passed out. That's the safest way—"

Before she could finish speaking, she saw Lin Shen stride towards Nishimoto Ken's house and press the doorbell without hesitation.

Ding-dong—a crisp doorbell rang out in the quiet night.

Asai Narumi's brain seemed to short-circuit for a moment.

She was completely stunned. After a couple of seconds of blank staring, she came to her senses and quickly ran over in a low voice, her face filled with terror: "What are you doing?! You'll alert them!!"

Lin Shen didn't even turn his head, and said in a flat tone, "Shut up, just watch from the side."

Asai Narumi was speechless at his matter-of-fact tone. She opened her mouth, but in the end, she didn't dare to say a word. She could only stand nervously behind him, her palms sweating.

A series of staggering footsteps and cursing came from inside the door, and then the door was pulled open from the inside with a bang.

Ken Nishimoto stood at the door, wearing a white yukata, his face flushed from drinking, swaying unsteadily, and squinting at the two people outside.

He first recognized Asai Narumi, then glanced at Lin Shen beside him, his brows furrowing: "Dr. Asai? So late... Who is this? You were looking for me—"

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Shen pulled out a baseball bat and, with a swift and decisive motion, swung it down on his head.

A muffled thud.

Before Ken Nishimoto could even utter a sound, his eyes rolled back, and he fell straight forward like a felled tree stump, crashing onto the floor inside the door with a thud, completely unconscious.

Asai Narumi stood at the doorway, her eyes wide and her mouth slightly open, as if she had been frozen in place.

She spent so many years meticulously planning her revenge, each step taken with utmost care and trepidation, only to have this man take down the very first step with a baseball bat.

That's way too rough!

But she didn't have time to think, because Lin Shen had already stepped over Nishimoto Ken's body and walked straight into the house.

She gritted her teeth and quickly followed.

After Lin Shen entered the living room, he saw the scene inside.

The living room was filled with smoke and the music was blasting. Several young women were dancing around the coffee table, which had several small bags containing white powder on it, and several used needles were scattered around it.

He even saw a woman leaning against the sofa armrest, her eyes closed, a needle stuck in her thigh, a psychedelic and satisfied smile on her face.

Lin Shen only needed one glance to know what was going on with these people.

He had seen the movie "Protégé" and knew what it meant to inject directly into the thigh.

These people are completely beyond saving.

Without saying much or even hesitating, he drew his revolver, aimed it at the women, and pulled the trigger repeatedly.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

Several gunshots rang out in succession, but were drowned out by the loud music.

The women didn't even have time to scream properly before they collapsed one after another, falling between the sofa and coffee table, their blood slowly spreading across the floor.

Asahi Narumi stepped into the living room and saw this scene.

Her feet froze on the spot, and her whole body began to tremble violently.

She looked at the bodies lying on the ground, at the spreading blood, and her legs began to tremble uncontrollably, her face turning as white as the lime on a wall.

She even needed to hold onto the door frame to keep her balance.

Lin Shen put the revolver away, glanced at the still-smoking muzzle, then turned to look at Asai Narumi's terrified expression and said somewhat speechlessly, "You're a man, aren't you? Is it really necessary to be this scared?"

He gestured towards the unconscious Nishimoto Ken on the ground, "Hurry up, drag him in."

Asai Narumi's lips were still trembling, but she forcibly suppressed the nausea and fear rising in her stomach.

She gritted her teeth, bent down, grabbed Ken Nishimoto's ankles, and with all her might, dragged the heavy, drunken man step by step into the house.

She spent so many years planning what she thought was a flawless revenge, but she never imagined that revenge could be so brutal, so direct, and so ruthless.

What terrified her even more was that she discovered a faint, tinge of pleasure deep within her heart.