You went on a blind date and presented an A-level wanted criminal as a meeting gift?

The lobby manager was a fat man in his forties with a perpetual smile. As soon as he saw Old Wang's old police uniform, he immediately understood and came over to greet him.

He deftly pulled a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes from his pocket, shook out four sticks, and handed them to Lao Wang and the two auxiliary police officers.

"Officers, you've worked hard, coming to check so late."

"Our shop is absolutely legitimate. It's hot outside, how about a cup of tea and a rest?"

Old Wang was extremely familiar with this process.

The two young auxiliary police officers behind him instinctively reached out to catch him.

However, Lin Chen acted as if he didn't see the cigarettes and smiling face being offered, and walked straight past the manager's arm that was only meant to block him, heading towards the men's area.

The fat manager's smile froze on his face.

"Hey, this guy..."

Old Wang's heart skipped a beat, and he panicked.

He grabbed Lin Chen's arm, lowered his voice, and spoke with a hint of pleading and anxiety.

"Kobayashi! Don't take this seriously! We can't afford to mess with a place like this!"

"Go in, take a look around, sign something, and we're done, okay? Give me a break!"

Lin Chen stopped in his tracks.

He didn't turn around to look at Lao Wang, but his gaze was fixed on a middle-aged man who was scrubbing a customer's back not far away, as if he were being drawn by a magnet.

The bathhouse attendant was muscular and strong, with skillful and powerful movements.

But in Lin Chen's view, a series of shocking blood-red numbers were frantically jumping on that drooping head!

[Sin Value: 4000!]

[Identity: Zhang Kui, Class A wanted criminal, codename "Rainy Night Butcher"!]

[Criminal Summary: Five years ago, he was suspected of two home invasion robberies and murders, resulting in the deaths of two people, both of whom were brutally tortured. Due to a past fight, his left hand only has four fingers. He has been on the run for five years, changing his name.]

A cold glint flashed in Lin Chen's eyes, like a hunter spotting its prey.

He broke free from Lao Wang's hand and, amidst the other's astonished gaze, walked step by step toward the bathhouse attendant.

"Kobayashi! What are you doing! Come back!"

Old Wang was stunned and stamped his feet in frustration.

The two young auxiliary police officers were dumbfounded, completely baffled as to what their new colleague was up to.

"Don't do anything reckless! He's just a bathhouse attendant! If you startle the other customers, we'll be in big trouble!"

Old Wang's voice was barely audible, filled with terror.

Seemingly having heard the commotion, the masseur who was diligently scrubbing the back suddenly stopped.

He slowly raised his head, and his eyes, hidden in the mist, instantly flashed with a sinister and ruthless light!

Almost at the same time, Lin Chen made a move!

The power of [doubled physical fitness] explodes instantly!

The tiles beneath his feet emitted a soft, mournful sound, and he suddenly sprang to his feet!

Before anyone could react, a powerful and fierce whip kick had already struck Zhang Kui, the bathhouse attendant, squarely and viciously on the side of his neck.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

Zhang Kui's burly, ox-like body was struck hard.

He didn't even get a scream out before the fierce light in his eyes vanished instantly. He collapsed limply to the side, crashing onto the wet, slippery ground and splashing up a huge spray of water. He was knocked unconscious on the spot.

The noisy men's area fell silent instantly.

The guests who were taking a bath, getting their backs scrubbed, or chatting all seemed to have been put on pause, their mouths agape, staring blankly at this sudden, dramatic scene.

Old Wang and the two auxiliary police officers stared wide-eyed, their minds completely blank.

Ignoring everyone else, Lin Chen walked forward expressionlessly and took out a brand-new pair of handcuffs from his waist.

"Click".

The cold metal gripped Zhang Kui's wrist tightly.

After doing all this, he slowly straightened up, looked at the petrified Old Wang, and gave a faint explanation.

Do you remember the "Rainy Night Butcher" case that shocked Wuhan five years ago?

"The killer was born with a disability in his left hand, having only four fingers."

Lin Chen pointed with his chin to Zhang Kui's left hand, which was submerged in water and lying unconscious on the ground.

Old Wang shuddered and came to his senses.

With trembling hands, almost instinctively, he pulled out his phone and opened the internal wanted system.

When the menacing portrait on the A-level wanted poster slowly overlapped with the face of the unconscious bathhouse attendant on the ground...

When the words "four fingers on the left hand" in the description of the wanted poster glared at him...

Old Wang's scalp tingled instantly!

It's really him!

That Class A criminal who baffled countless veteran detectives and seemed to have vanished into thin air for five years is actually working as a bathhouse attendant here?!

He was even kicked and killed instantly by the new auxiliary police officer in his own team?!

Old Wang felt that his worldview had shattered into nothingness at that moment.

However, Lin Chen's illness showed no signs of stopping.

He surveyed the terrified, stunned faces around him, his gaze sharp as a knife. Many people instinctively averted their eyes as he passed by.

"Don't rush."

"This is just the beginning."

His gaze swept across the crowd and landed precisely on the receptionist behind the lobby counter, who looked frail and helpless, secretly picking up her phone.

[Sin Value: 500! Drug Trafficker! Approximately 500 grams of methamphetamine were found hidden in his bag!]

Lin Chen raised his hand and pointed in the distance. His voice was not loud, but it clearly carried throughout the entire venue.

"That one, the drug dealer."

"She has something in her bag."

The receptionist noticed Lin Chen's gaze and the finger pointing at her, and her pretty face turned deathly pale in an instant!

She screamed, threw down her phone, and turned to run frantically towards the employee passage!

"stop!"

A young auxiliary police officer behind Lao Wang finally snapped out of his shock and pounced on her, pinning her to the ground with a standard tactical takedown.

Another auxiliary police officer rushed over, snatched her handbag, and unzipped it—

Inside lay a package of white crystals, tightly wrapped in yellow tape!

The perpetrator was caught red-handed!

Old Wang has become completely numb.

He looked at Lin Chen as if he were looking at a monster.

Lin Chen's performance continues.

He was like the King of Hell, holding the Book of Life and Death, and began to check off everyone one by one.

His finger pointed to a man who had just put on a suit in the dressing room and was about to sneak away.

"That guy, the rapist, is wanted online."

The man's legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground, where he was subdued by security guards who arrived at the scene.

Then, Lin Chen pointed to the bald manager in the corner who was holding the phone, sweating profusely, and trying to tip someone off.

"That's a minor boss of the North Korean fraud ring. He just returned to China and came here to sell the stolen goods."

The bald manager's phone fell to the ground with a "thud," and his face turned ashen.

The entire Jin Di Bath Center was in complete chaos!

Screams, cries, and the sound of fleeing footsteps rose and fell in waves!

Old Wang mechanically pulled out handcuffs from his waist, handcuffed one, and then handcuffed the next.

Soon, he used up both of the spare handcuffs on his waist!

But Lin Chen's roll call continued!

Looking at the "guests" and "employees" in the lobby, each with an increasingly high level of guilt, Old Wang's hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

He finally realized what a huge hornet's nest he had stirred up today!

With trembling hands, he pulled the old walkie-talkie from his breast pocket, his fingers shaking several times before he finally pressed the call button.

"Buzz... Calling the front desk! Calling the front desk!"

His voice, filled with extreme horror and excitement, became sharp and distorted, even cracking.

"Jin Di Bath Center requests backup! Requesting immediate backup!"

On the other end of the walkie-talkie came the operator's somewhat lazy voice:

"Old Wang? Are you drunk? It's just a raid on prostitution, what kind of support do you need?"

Old Wang took a deep breath and let out the most hysterical roar of his life into the walkie-talkie:

"An crackdown on prostitution?!"

"I fucking arrested a whole bunch of serious criminals! Class A wanted criminals! Drug traffickers! Fraudsters! They're all serious offenders!"

"We're running out of handcuffs! Send the SWAT team over here right now!!!"