Traveling back thirty years to Conan, intercepting Princess Eri

Lin Xiuyi is usually calm and composed, and even when facing vicious criminals, he rarely loses his composure and acts so violently.

But at this moment, his eyes were filled with icy rage, as if he wanted to devour the man in front of him.

"Keep hitting him, don't let him say any more!"

Lin Xiuyi urged him with a cold face and righteous indignation.

"Once his words get out, what do you think China, which was willing to lend the Terracotta Army to Japan for an exhibition, will think?"

"It...it will trigger diplomacy...diplomacy what was it again?" Kogoro Mouri was taken aback by the question and couldn't recall the word for a moment.

"Diplomatic protests and international conflict!"

As Lin Xiuyi spoke, she kicked the man again.
"This terracotta warrior is a symbol of cultural exchange between China and Japan, and it's on loan for exhibition! If he damages it and his extreme remarks get out, it will not only destroy the achievements of cultural exchange between the two countries, but it could even trigger a serious diplomatic crisis! We are protecting our country's reputation, so we have no choice but to take action!"

Kogoro Mori instantly realized the seriousness of the situation.

Although he usually acts carefree and irresponsible, he is absolutely uncompromising when it comes to matters of principle.

Hearing Lin Xiuyi's words, he was filled with rage and kicked the man in the buttocks: "You bastard! You almost caused a disaster for the country! I'm going to teach you a lesson today!"

The two of them teamed up and gave the struggling man a good beating.

In no time, the young man was beaten black and blue, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes began to glaze over. Finally, with a thud, he completely lost consciousness.

Lin Xiuyi and Mouri Kogoro stopped what they were doing, panting heavily, their clothes soaked with sweat.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from the entrance of the exhibition hall, and seven or eight uniformed exhibition hall security guards rushed over, holding rubber batons and stun guns.

When they saw the young man lying on the ground, his face covered in blood, and Lin Xiuyi and Mouri Kogoro standing to the side, drenched in sweat, their expressions changed drastically. They immediately raised their weapons and shouted fiercely.

"Don't move! Hands up! Who are you? Why are you hitting people?"

"Wait! They're not criminals!"

Ikenami Shizuka quickly stepped forward and stood in front of Hayashi Shuichi and Mori Kogoro.

The girl pointed at the man on the ground and explained quickly, "The man lying on the ground just crossed the cordon and tried to kick over the terracotta warriors! My two companions subdued him to stop him from damaging the terracotta warriors!"

“Yes! We can all testify!” Eri Kisaki stepped forward as well. “We all saw what happened with our own eyes. This man was the one who tried to damage the exhibits first!”

Yukiko, Ruri, Chikage Tomizawa, and Midori Orikasa also stepped forward, offering their opinions to the security guards to prove the innocence of Hideichi Hayashi and Kogoro Mouri.

The security captain frowned, looking at the unconscious man on the ground, then at the tourists who had gathered around to testify, his expression still grave.

He crouched down to examine the man's injuries and found that he was badly hurt; his nose was collapsed and his face was covered in wounds, clearly indicating that he had been beaten badly.

“No matter what, you can’t beat someone like this.” The security captain stood up. “Even if he was going to damage the cultural relics, you should have restrained him first and waited for us to handle it.”

"Waiting for you?"

Lin Xiu stepped forward, her face full of righteous indignation as she retorted.
"Do you know how urgent the situation was just now? He was about to kick the terracotta warrior. If we hadn't acted decisively, that terracotta warrior would be shattered into pieces by now!" "This was loaned by China to Japan for an exhibition. Can you bear the consequences if it's damaged?"

"This is not just a cultural relic, but also a bridge for cultural exchange between China and Japan!"

"If the Terracotta Army is damaged, it could trigger diplomatic protests and even lead to the suspension of all cultural exchanges and cooperation between the two countries. Who will bear the responsibility for that?"

"We took action to prevent a greater disaster and to protect the interests of the nation!"

Lin Xiuyi's words were righteous and stern, elevating his personal actions to the level of "safeguarding national interests." The security captain was stunned, opened his mouth, and found that he could not refute her.

Although he was a security guard, he knew the importance of the Terracotta Warriors exhibition, as it was a cultural exchange activity that the municipal government had worked very hard to promote.

If something goes wrong, not even a security captain like him, let alone the curator of the exhibition hall, could bear the responsibility.

After hesitating for a moment, the security captain finally sighed: "No matter what, since you've beaten him up like this, I have to take you and him to the security room and wait for the police to arrive so they can handle it."

Lin Xiuyi and Mouri Kogoro exchanged a glance and nodded.

Just as the two security guards stepped forward to help the young man up from the ground, another accident occurred.

The man suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with a crazed light.

He shoved the security guard aside, struggled to his feet, and like a wild beast out of control, lunged at the Terracotta Warriors again!
"Oh no! He's trying to damage the cultural relics!" everyone exclaimed in alarm.

The security guards were too late to react; it was too late to stop them.

Lin Xiuyi was prepared. Seeing that the other party was still up to no good, he rushed forward without hesitation and kicked the man hard.

"boom!"

"Ouch!!!"

A heavy thud was followed by a heart-wrenching scream that was so shrill it was inhuman, which suddenly echoed throughout the entire exhibition hall!
Lin Xiuyi's kick landed squarely and precisely in the young man's groin!

The man's forward lunge froze instantly, and he curled up like a boiled shrimp, clutching his groin tightly with both hands.

His face instantly turned from deathly pale to liver-colored, his eyes bulged, and he let out a hoarse, incoherent wail from his throat. He collapsed to the ground, his body convulsing violently.

Some sharp-eyed onlookers had already vaguely seen a small patch of dark red blood quickly seeping into the crotch of the man's dark trousers.

There was dead silence.

Everyone was stunned by the vicious kick and the man's inhuman condition.

"You... how could you kick there?" The security captain stared at Lin Xiuyi in shock, stammering as he spoke.

Kicking such a sensitive spot is too brutal; it's practically crippling the opponent.

Lin Xiuyi slowly withdrew his leg, his face still bearing an innocent expression of "I had no choice but to do it in a moment of desperation," even carrying a hint of "lingering fear" and "fortunate relief." He shrugged and explained sincerely.
"Captain, you saw it with your own eyes. He suddenly broke free and tried to damage the Terracotta Warriors again! The situation was extremely urgent, and I didn't have time to think. I could only kick him to stop him! I really didn't mean to kick him there... It was purely coincidental, an accident... Who told him to charge at such a coincidental angle?" (End of Chapter)