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

When Lin Shen came up from the basement, the scene he saw made him pause for a moment.

Asai Narumi was squatting in front of Nishimoto Kenjiro, his hands gripping his collar tightly. His voice was low, but his anger was almost burning out of his throat.

She asked, enunciating each word clearly, "Why did you burn Keiji Aso to death back then?! What did he do wrong?! Why did you target his entire family?!"

Ken Nishimoto has completely broken down.

The fingernail was still bleeding from the pulled-out finger, the thigh was bent at an odd angle, and every part of the body ached.

He has no time to think about questions like "What exactly is the relationship between Dr. Asai and Keiji Aso?"

Only one thought remained in his mind.

Let him die, let him die quickly.

I'll let him say anything as long as it ends this pain.

Ken Nishimoto's lips trembled as he spoke, his voice so weak it was like a mosquito's hum: "Back then... the four of us—Kawashima, Kuroiwa, Kameyama, and me... formed a drug trafficking gang."

"We took advantage of Keiji Aso's nationwide tour to have him help bring back drugs."

"At first he didn't dare to refuse... but later he said he was quitting... we were afraid that if something happened to him, he would betray us... so..."

His voice grew softer and softer, as if the air in his throat was being slowly drawn away: "So we set fire to his house... burned his wife and children to death... and then made it look like he killed his whole family and then committed suicide..."

Asai Narumi had spent so many years investigating and had grasped part of the truth, but never before had she heard the complete story firsthand from the mouth of a participant.

Her shoulders were trembling.

It wasn't out of fear, but out of anger.

The anger that had been suppressed for ten years exploded in her chest as if a safety pin had been pulled.

She slowly loosened Nishimoto Ken's collar, stood up, and picked up the blood-stained pair of pliers from the coffee table.

Then she stuffed the towel back into Ken Nishimoto's mouth and squatted down.

Lin Shen leaned against the wall at the top of the stairs and did not stop her.

In the time that followed, Ken Nishimoto's screams were muffled by the towel into weak sobs, and his body repeatedly convulsed, tensed, went limp, and tensed again on the chair.

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Her fingernails were ripped off piece by piece, falling bloodily to the floor. Fingers, toes—Asai Narumi spared no one.

Ken Nishimoto repeatedly lost consciousness and woke up in extreme pain, like a fish thrown ashore, his mouth opening and closing but unable to make a complete sound.

Until the very last time, his body suddenly tensed up, then went completely limp.

It stopped moving.

His head was tilted to one side, his eyes were still open, but his pupils were already dilated.

Asai Shigemi was clutching the pair of pliers in her hand, a piece of her fingernail still hanging from the jaws, covered in blood and flesh.

She gasped for breath, her forehead covered in sweat, and plopped down on the ground, staring blankly at Ken Nishimoto's lifeless face for a long while.

Lin Shen walked over, squatted down, and reached out to check Nishimoto Ken's carotid artery; it wasn't beating.

He stood up, looked at Asai Narumi, and couldn't help but click his tongue twice: "Dr. Asai, I really have to look at you in a new light."

"I thought I was ruthless enough, but you went and hurt me to death."

Asai Shigemi remained silent.

She threw the pliers on the ground, covered her face with her hands, and took several deep breaths, as if trying to suppress some emotion that was about to overflow.

A few seconds later, she lowered her hand, stood up, and her voice had returned to calm, but beneath that calm lay an unprecedented resolve: "Two more. Hideo Kawashima and Tatsuji Kuroiwa."

Looking at the fire in her eyes, Lin Shen knew that this woman was now completely desperate.

She is no longer the hesitant Asai Narumi who struggles between good and evil.

Once that pent-up hatred finds an outlet and erupts, it will never stop.

Moreover, she is the kind of person who can be ruthless to herself!

For a man to be able to harden his heart, undergo gender reassignment surgery, and live as a woman on a small island for so many years, his forbearance and determination are beyond what ordinary people can match!

He chuckled. "Don't worry, I won't let them get away with it. Those two still have plenty of gold coins waiting for me to loot them."

He took out his phone and sent Mingmei a text message with the address, asking her to take the cash and gold bars with her.

As for the powder, it was all destroyed.

After sending the message, he put his phone back in his pocket, turned to Asai Narumi, and said, "Let's go..."

After rinsing his hands under the kitchen tap, Asai Narumi went to Nishimoto Ken's garage, got a black sedan, and started the engine.

Lin Shen opened the passenger door and got in.

The car drove out of Ken Nishimoto's residence and headed south along the coastal road of Tsukikage Island. After about ten minutes, Narumi Asai parked the car under the shade of a tree by the roadside and turned off the engine.

She opened the car door and led Lin Shen along a path for about a hundred meters. After passing through a small patch of low bushes, their view suddenly opened up.

A large villa by the sea came into view.

White walls and gray tiles, lights in the courtyard, and several dark figures can be vaguely seen moving around inside the wall. A red light from a surveillance camera is also on at the entrance.

Asai Shigemi crouched down behind the bushes and lowered his voice: "This is Kawashima Hideo's villa."

"This guy is much more afraid of death than Kenji Nishimoto. He installed at least six cameras outside the house, and there are bodyguards patrolling the yard 24 hours a day, and each of them carries a gun."

She paused for a moment, "But there's a loophole. On the beach behind the villa, a section of the wall was washed away by the waves, a few bricks collapsed, revealing a gap."

"I've squeezed through that gap several times without being spotted. We can swim across from the beach first, and then—"

"Forget it." Lin Shen interrupted her directly, his tone carrying a matter-of-fact impatience. "Too much trouble. By the time you swim over, I'll have wiped them all out."

Asai Narumi was startled and quickly warned, "No! That's too risky! Everyone inside has a gun!"

"If you force your way in like this, you'll be riddled with bullets!"

Lin Shen chuckled.

He reached behind his waist and pulled out an MP5 submachine gun.

The black gun body reflected a cold metallic luster under the moonlight. The folding stock was unfolded, and the magazine was full, as if it had just been taken off the shelf of an armory.

He held the submachine gun in his hand, turned his head to look at Asai Narumi, and said, "It's just a gun, right? I have one too."

Asai Narumi's pupils dilated.

She looked at the MP5 player, then at Lin Shen, with only one question in her mind—where exactly were you hiding just now?

Lin Shen slung the submachine gun strap over his shoulder, took a step forward without looking back, and said, "You wait here. Come over after I've finished killing them all."

After saying that, he crouched down and, using the shadow of the wall and the bushes as cover, quickly made his way towards the seaside villa.

Asai Narumi crouched in place, watching the figure move swiftly in the darkness, her heart pounding as if it would jump out of her throat.

She used to think that she had been crazy enough to plan all these years on her own.

She never imagined there could be someone even crazier than her in this world!