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

Hideo Kawashima's seaside villa looks much the same as usual tonight.

The gate was tightly closed, and a few warm yellow lights shone in the courtyard. The waves lapped against the beach not far away, making a rhythmic splashing sound.

Two bodyguards in black suits stood by the door, leaning against the pillars of the porch.

A man, a cigarette dangling from his lips, was scrolling through his phone, the screen displaying a short video, and bursts of maniacal laughter emanated from him.

The other person leaned against the wall, hands in pockets, looking up at the night sky, yawning boredly.

They've been working here for five or six years, and no one has ever dared to cause trouble.

Who is Hideo Kawashima?

On Moonshadow Island, he was the local tyrant.

Who dares to touch his people?

Therefore, their vigilance had long been worn down by the long night.

Then gunshots rang out in the darkness.

Not a single sound, but a series of sounds.

The sound of clattering and pounding was dull and rapid, like someone rapidly striking a drum covered with a thick cloth with a heavy hammer.

Before the first bodyguard could even exhale the smoke from his mouth, several bursts of blood erupted from his chest.

He leaned back and crashed into the wall behind him before slid softly to the ground.

Before the second bodyguard could even react, the phone slipped from his hand, and the short video still playing on the screen finally froze on a comedian's funny face.

The impact of the bullet sent his body spinning halfway around before he collapsed headfirst onto the threshold.

Lin Shen emerged from the dark shadows outside the gate.

He held an MP5 submachine gun in each hand, the muzzles still emitting wisps of smoke.

He didn't even aim deliberately!

At this distance, aiming is completely unnecessary for the firepower coverage of two MP5s.

He casually tossed the two empty MP5s onto the ground with a swift and decisive motion, then pulled out two C4 explosives from his system space.

With a flick of his finger, he released the safety lock, casually tossed it towards the heavy wrought iron gate, then turned and quickly retreated a few steps, finding a place to hide.

boom--!!!

A deafening explosion shattered the quiet coastline of Moonshadow Island.

The iron gate was blasted and twisted, flying out completely and crashing onto the ground in the courtyard with a loud bang, raising a cloud of dust and sparks.

The ground shook, and the windows of the villa rattled loudly.

The explosion was like throwing a firecracker into a sleeping hornet's nest.

The villa instantly erupted in chaos.

The lights in the second-floor hallway snapped on, and someone shouted, "Someone's broken in! Grab your weapons!!"

The bodyguard in the monitoring room jumped up from his chair, grabbed the walkie-talkie, and his voice trembled: "There are people at the door! Heavy firepower!"

"The main gate has been blown up! Everyone on high alert! Quickly, block the gate!!"

Footsteps echoed from every corner of the villa.

Some people rushed out of the living room, some ran from the backyard, and some reached for their guns at their waists as they ran.

Three or four bodyguards, cursing and swearing, gripped their revolvers and stormed through the garden path into the front yard.

Then they saw the man standing in the smoke and dust.

The man stood behind the blasted iron gate, an M249 light machine gun slung over his shoulder, with a long ammunition belt hanging from the gun.

The chain gleamed with a brassy luster in the moonlight, hanging heavily down to his waist.

The bodyguards suddenly stopped in their tracks.

Their faces paled visibly in the moonlight, and the ferocity in their eyes was instantly replaced by fear. Some even instinctively took two steps back.

Then someone shouted "Run!" and several people turned around at the same time and ran back as fast as they could.

late.

Lin Shen picked up the M249.

He rested the butt of the gun on his shoulder, pressed the muzzle down slightly, and then pulled the trigger.

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat—the distinctive deep rumble of the M249 echoed through the night sky by the sea, the muzzle flashes flickering in the darkness.

The spent cartridges clattered and bounced out of the ejection port, landing on the ground like a small metal rainstorm.

Before the bodyguards could run more than a few steps, bullets struck them from behind.

As if they had been shoved hard from behind, they fell to the ground one after another, twitched a few times in the dust, and then lay still.

The gunfire continued.

But Lin Shen's firepower did not stop, because more bodyguards began to emerge from other parts of the villa.

Some leaned half their bodies out of the second-floor windows, some circled around from the side garage door, and some lay behind the garden's landscape stones.

They fired repeatedly at Lin Shen with their revolvers.

Gunshots rang out one after another, bullets hitting the ground and kicking up clouds of dust, while some fragments flew off the doorpost next to him.

Several bullets hit his body.

But Lin Shen only swayed slightly, without retreating or bleeding.

The protective armor worked its magic on him!

But those bodyguards weren't pushovers either. Their revolvers were quite powerful, and after several shots hit him in succession, the armor value on the panel in front of him was dropping rapidly.

The armor indicator has plummeted from a maximum of 100 points to just over 20, and the armor indicator has turned a dangerous red.

Lin Shen remained calm.

He silently chanted in his mind, like reciting a mantra: PRECIOUS PROTECTION.

The armor bar instantly filled up again, turning from red to a healthy full bar of green.

He steadied the M249, aimed the muzzle at the bodyguard who was leaning out of the second-floor window to reload, and fired a burst.

The bodyguard was thrown out of the window as if he had been struck by an invisible hammer, and landed in a flower bed on the first floor.

Immediately following was the garage entrance—thud thud thud, two figures fell down.

Then behind the landscape stone on the left side of the garden—the ammunition belt continued to spin, bullets chasing the heels of the two bodyguards who were trying to move, pinning them to the ground.

The remaining bodyguards finally realized something terrifying—their bullets seemed unable to penetrate the man's bulletproof vest!

Moreover, the light machine gun that the man on the other side was carrying had far too many bullets!

He single-handedly suppressed them with firepower!

Some people started to panic, firing as they retreated.

Two of them ran to a granite rockery in the corner of the front yard, hid behind the thick natural rock, hunched over, leaned against the stone, and gasped for breath.

They are safe.

The granite was at least several tens of centimeters thick, and the 5.56mm bullets from the M249 couldn't penetrate it at all.

Lin Shen saw where they had taken cover, turned his gun around, and began firing his M249.

However, the M249 used 5.56mm bullets, which had severely insufficient penetration power.

Even if a bullet hits a granite rockery, it will only scrape off a layer of skin.

Seeing this, Lin Shen stopped shooting and laughed, "You know how to pick a spot."

The bodyguards huddled behind the granite structure stopped abruptly when they heard the gunfire outside.

One of them mustered up the courage to peek out a little.

Then he saw the man carrying a rocket launcher on his shoulder. His pupils dilated instantly, his mouth opened, and he only managed to utter one sentence: "Holy shit..."

Lin Shen scoffed, "You're as ridiculous as your bunker!!"

Aim, fire!

*Whoosh!*

The rocket trailed a white plume of smoke as it flew toward the granite rockery with an unstoppable trajectory.

Boom!!!

An orange-red fireball shot into the sky, blasting rocks and dirt more than ten meters into the air before raining down.

The hard granite was blasted into pieces, leaving a shallow crater that was still burning.

The bodyguards didn't even have time to utter a complete scream before they were completely engulfed by the explosion and flames.

The courtyard fell silent, with only the crackling of the flames.

The sound of the waves became clear again, and a few startled seabirds cried out in the distance.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated in the firelight.