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

Lin Chen turned around, holding the thin yet heavy document.

His steps remained steady, without the slightest hint of panic.

His clenched fist trembled slightly, and the sharp pain of his nails piercing his palms was what allowed him to barely maintain the pace of "Poisonous Bee" and not turn back on the spot to raze the factory to the ground.

Through the scopes of the four snipers, the man codenamed "Poison Bee" simply walked out of the abandoned factory as if he had completed an ordinary transaction, with a cigarette dangling from his lips and his hands in his pockets.

Until his figure completely disappeared at the factory gate, blending into the night outside.

Inside the factory, the man with the gold-rimmed glasses codenamed "Director" finally let out a long sigh of relief; his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

He didn't know why, but he felt that the temperature around him dropped by dozens of degrees the moment "Poison Bee" turned around. The invisible pressure was even more terrifying than facing the muzzles of four Barrett rifles.

After walking several hundred meters, they confirmed that they were out of all possible surveillance and sniping range.

Lin Chen stopped in his tracks.

He stood at a dark corner, his back to the sinister factory, and slowly raised his hand.

The next second, he ripped off the disguise that belonged to "Poisonous Bee" from his face!

That scarred, ferocious face turned into a colorless biopolymer in his hands.

What was revealed was his own handsome face, which at this moment was as cold as ice!

He took out his phone and dialed that familiar number.

The call was connected almost instantly.

"How is it?!"

Su Qingge's anxious voice, tinged with barely suppressed worry, came through the receiver.

She and dozens of special police officers stayed in front of the communication channel, their hearts pounding in their chests.

Lin Chen did not answer her question.

His voice was calm, so calm that it was without a ripple, as calm as a frozen Dead Sea.

"Qingge".

"Mobilize all the SWAT teams you can tomorrow evening."

"Take all the heavy weapons from your inventory."

Su Qingge's heart was gripped tightly by this cold calm, and it clenched sharply!

Heavy weapons?!

She instantly realized the seriousness of the problem, which was beyond her imagination!

"What happened?!"

Lin Chen slowly raised his head, looking at the warm lights in the city center, but his eyes were more piercing than the Siberian wind.

That gaze seemed to pierce through time and space, transforming into a tangible blade.

"They want to harm my parents."

boom!

Those seven simple words exploded in Su Qingge's mind like ten thousand tons of TNT!

Overwhelming rage instantly shattered all her composure and rationality, making her blood boil!

"They're asking for it!!!"

A furious roar, filled with boundless killing intent, rang out from the receiver!

At this moment, she was no longer the calm and capable criminal police captain, but a lioness protecting her cubs!

"I'll personally lead the team! I guarantee we'll scatter those scum's ashes to the winds!"

hang up the phone.

Lin Chen put his phone back in his pocket, looking at the factory in the distance that had become a small black dot, his eyes devoid of any human emotion.

All that remained was a deathly silence, a pure killing intent.

……

At 7:30 p.m. the next day, the afterglow of the setting sun bathed the old town in a warm golden light.

The Lin family teahouse was warm and peaceful.

"Old Lin! Are you even going to do anything about your son?"

"I'm already twenty-six! And I don't even have a proper girlfriend!"

"That Officer Su who came last time was so great, and so was General Manager Ye, and that forensic doctor Jiang—weren't they all like goddesses? But him, he hasn't made a move on any of them!"

Wearing an apron, the mother, Shen Manyun, was wiping the counter while scolding loudly.

Father Lin Zhiyuan, wearing reading glasses, was leisurely reading the newspaper. Hearing this, he replied without looking up:

"Children and grandchildren have their own destinies; why are you in such a hurry?"

"My son, Xiaochen, is a government employee now, a criminal investigation consultant. He's doing important things! He doesn't have time for romance!"

"Doing something big?"

"To be able to do great things and still not find a wife?"

Shen Manyun rolled her eyes at him, but couldn't help but reveal a proud smile.

Inside, there is the warm, homey atmosphere of an ordinary family.

Outside, however, undercurrents were surging and danger lurked everywhere.

Two men in blue gas company uniforms, carrying a heavy toolbox, bypassed the main entrance and sneaked around to the back wall of the teahouse.

The two men exchanged a glance, and cruel smiles appeared on their faces.

They opened the toolbox.

Inside were not wrenches or pipe wrenches at all, but blocks of yellow, high-energy plastic explosives that exuded an aura of death, as well as sophisticated detonators and timers!

Their orders were to create a perfect "accident".

A grand fireworks display that could send this tiny teahouse, along with those two troublesome old folks inside, soaring into the sky.

Lin Chen stood a hundred meters away, in the shadow of an old locust tree.

He was like a lifeless statue, blending into the darkness.

[God-level Insight] has already been activated!

The bright red guilt ratings above the two assassins' heads, and the deadly weapons they carried, were all clearly visible to him.

His eyes were as cold as knives.

One of the assassins skillfully pulled out a detonator, preparing to attach it to the explosives and place it next to the main gas pipe on the back wall.

Just a second before his fingertips were about to touch the detonator.

A dark figure appeared silently behind the two of them!

The assassin on the left hadn't even reacted yet.

A hand, a huge hand that seemed to be cast in steel, shot out with lightning speed and grabbed the back of his neck!

"Snap!"

A crisp, teeth-grinding cracking sound rang out!

The assassin didn't even manage to utter a sound before his eyes bulged outwards, rolled back his eyes, and collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud.

Instant death!

The other assassin was terrified, and every hair on his body stood on end!

He turned around abruptly, about to open his mouth to shout a warning.

But it was too late.

A hand, carrying a force that tore through the air, had already struck first and landed hard on his Adam's apple!

"Well……"

The excruciating pain choked all sounds in his throat, leaving only a desperate, whirring sound.

He stared in horror at the young, yet cold and icy face before him.

There was not a trace of pity in Lin Chen's eyes.

With a backhand chop, he precisely struck the assassin's carotid artery.

"Bang."

With a muffled thud, the second body collapsed limply, completely losing consciousness.

The entire process was smooth, clean, and efficient.

From its appearance to its end, the entire process took less than three seconds.

Not a single extra sound was heard.

Just then.

Inside the room, Shen Manyun's loud voice rang out:

"Old man, did you hear that? Isn't there a stray cat meowing in the backyard?"

Lin Chen's icy gaze melted instantly, softening.

Without the slightest hesitation, he grabbed the two assassins, one in each hand, and dragged them silently into a darker corner, like two dead dogs.

"Squeak—"

The back door of the teahouse was pushed open.

Lin's father peeked outside cautiously.

The backyard was empty except for a few fallen leaves that were swirling in the evening breeze.

"There are no stray cats. You're just hard of hearing."

Mr. Lin muttered something, then turned and closed the door.