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

Under the cover of night, Wuhan is transformed into a dazzling, sleepless city by countless neon lights.

In the city center, at the entrance of the Grand Hyatt Hotel, a red carpet stretched from the main entrance all the way to the street, with media reporters carrying cameras and microphones crowding both sides.

Tonight, a charity gala for the upper class of Jiangcheng is being held here.

Luxury cars worth millions of dollars drove slowly across the red carpet and stopped in front of the doormen, like a carp crossing a river.

Those who got out of the car were all business elites in suits and ties and socialites and ladies adorned with jewels.

Flashes of light were going off one after another, almost turning the night sky into daylight.

Li Mingyu, who was in charge of perimeter security, stood behind the cordon, dressed in a crisp police uniform, looking at the scene of extravagance and debauchery, feeling a mix of emotions.

He felt that there was an insurmountable chasm between him and the world.

Just then.

A deep and violent engine roar came from afar, like an ancient beast awakening, instantly drowning out all the noise at the scene!

Everyone's attention was drawn to this extremely aggressive sound wave.

At the end of the red carpet, a jet-black supercar with sleek lines that seemed out of place in this era tore through the night, descending silently like a black phantom.

"squeak--!"

With a soft but sharp screech of brakes, the steel beast came to a steady stop at the starting point of the red carpet.

"Holy crap! Bugatti Veyron SuperSport!"

"A limited edition worldwide! This is like thirty mobile properties!"

The reporters and celebrities at the scene instantly went wild, and all their cameras were frantically pointed at this uninvited guest!

Under the spotlight.

The iconic scissor doors, like outstretched wings, slowly rise upwards.

A pair of gleaming Italian handmade leather shoes stepped out first.

Immediately afterwards, a tall and slender figure appeared in everyone's sight.

Lin Chen.

Today he wore a well-tailored Armani haute couture suit, without a tie, and the top two buttons of his shirt were casually undone, giving him both the elegance of formal wear and a touch of just the right amount of laziness and unruliness.

His appearance seemed to scorch the surrounding air.

Before anyone could recover from his astonishing aura,

The passenger door opened as well.

A slender, jade-like foot, encased in a black crystal high heel, lightly touched the ground.

Then, Ye Qingcheng's tall and perfect figure appeared before everyone.

She wore a black backless evening gown, looking as noble and elegant as a black swan.

The skirt clung tightly to her breathtaking curves, and her fair, jade-like back gleamed alluringly under the light.

Her usually icy face now had a faint blush, making her less of a queenly aloofness and more of a heart-stirring charm.

She naturally reached out and placed her hand in Lin Chen's arm.

Lin Chen smiled slightly at her, and the two walked side by side on the red carpet toward the entrance of the banquet hall.

For a moment, no one looked at the socialites and noblewomen anymore; all the light seemed to be focused on this perfect couple.

"Snap, snap, snap—!"

The flashes of light created a white ocean, almost blinding everyone!

"My God! Who is that man? How could Ye Qingcheng personally become his date?"

"That aura, that sports car... could he be some mysterious young master from Beijing?"

Standing in the corner of the crowd, Li Mingyu watched this glaring scene, his fists clenched tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms.

A poisonous fire called jealousy was burning wildly in his chest, almost burning away his reason!

Why should I?!

Why is it that Lin Chen can drive a sports car worth tens of millions, embrace the most beautiful woman in Jiangcheng, and enjoy the spotlight?

And he, the deputy captain of the criminal investigation team, could only stand here in the cold wind like a watchdog!

The immense humiliation and resentment contorted his entire face.

……

Inside the banquet hall, everything was resplendent with gold and jade, and filled with the fragrance of elegant attire and the elegance of women in their hair.

Amidst the melodious sound of violins, guests clinked glasses, chatted, and laughed.

The appearance of Lin Chen and Ye Qingcheng instantly made them the focus of the entire event.

However, Lin Chen remained oblivious to the curious and amazed looks around him.

The moment I stepped into the banquet hall.

The system notification sound that hadn't been heard in his mind for a long time suddenly screamed wildly!

[Ding! Warning! Extremely high concentration of toxic substances detected!]

[Ding! Warning! S-class criminal spotted ahead! Crime value: 8000!]

Lin Chen's pupils suddenly contracted.

Eight thousand!

This number is the highest value he has ever seen!

His gaze instantly sharpened, quickly sweeping across the entire room.

Soon, his gaze pierced through the clinking glasses of the crowd and precisely locked onto a corner of the banquet hall.

An elderly man holding a glass of red wine, with a kind smile on his face, who looked harmless.

Zhao Tailong.

Chairman of the Zhao Group, and father of Zhao Tianba.

At this moment, he was all smiles as he walked towards Lin Chen and Ye Qingcheng.

"Niece Ye, you've become even more beautiful the last time I saw you."

Zhao Tailong's voice was gentle yet loud, full of the love of an elder for a younger generation.

Ye Qingcheng nodded politely, her expression aloof.

Zhao Tailong's gaze then fell on Lin Chen, his cloudy old eyes filled with appreciation and goodwill.

"This must be Consultant Lin, right? Young, promising, and handsome!"

He extended his hand warmly.

"Advisor Lin, my good-for-nothing son offended me a lot before, and I want to thank you for disciplining him and teaching him a lesson."

His attitude was incredibly sincere, and his tone was so genuine that no one could find fault with him.

Many people around him gave him approving looks.

Look, this is the demeanor of a great entrepreneur!

When a son makes a mistake, the father personally comes out to apologize!

However, Lin Chen simply looked at him quietly, a faint smile playing on his lips.

[Master-level Micro-expression Analysis], now open!

In an instant, the kind mask on Zhao Tailong's face was stripped away layer by layer in Lin Chen's eyes!

He saw that when Zhao Tailong said the word "discipline," the corner of his eye twitched uncontrollably for 0.1 seconds.

He saw it; deep in the other person's pupils, there was a resentment and murderous intent that was almost solidified into reality!

He also saw that Zhao Tailong's left hand, which wasn't holding the wine glass, had its thumb tightly gripping the knuckle of its middle finger, the fingertip turning white from excessive force.

This is a subconscious physiological reaction when a person is extremely suppressing their anger and murderous intent!

That old bastard wants to devour me alive!

Lin Chen sneered inwardly, but his face remained expressionless as he extended his hand and gently shook hands with him.

"Mr. Zhao, you're too kind."

His voice was calm, yet it reached Zhao Tailong's ears clearly.

"Your son certainly needs to be properly educated."

"Otherwise, it wouldn't be as simple as just spending a few days in the detention center."

"Instead, he'll spend the rest of his life in jail."

The kind smile on Zhao Tailong's face froze for a moment!

A terrifyingly fierce glint flashed deep in his eyes, so fast that it was impossible to catch it!

He slowly withdrew his hand, picked up his wine glass, and raised it towards Lin Chen.

"Hehe, young man, it's good to have vigor."

His voice remained gentle, but the chill in his words made the surrounding air seem to drop several degrees.

"However, speaking too impulsively can shorten one's lifespan."

This is an undisguised death threat!

Lin Chen smiled.

He also raised a glass of champagne and gently clinked it against Zhao Tailong's glass in mid-air.

"bite."

A crisp sound.

Lin Chen's eyes turned as cold as ice at that moment.

He took a half step closer and, in a voice only the two of them could hear, said, word by word:

"Old man, if you do too many bad things, you're likely to have no descendants."

boom!

Zhao Tailong's body jolted violently!

The smile on his face vanished completely, replaced by a grim expression!

The two locked eyes.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze instantly, and even the melodious violin music in the distance seemed to have a discordant tremor.

The surrounding guests seemed to sense something, and their laughter and chatter subconsciously quieted down as they looked at the two men whose auras had suddenly become incredibly terrifying with suspicion.