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

Liu's words, "Please accept me as your apprentice," were like an invisible slap in the face to everyone present.

Especially Director Wang of the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, whose face, which was already a purplish-red, turned pale and then flushed, a sight as spectacular as a dye vat.

Lin Chen didn't even glance at Engineer Liu kneeling on the ground.

He didn't come here to take on apprentices.

He's here to investigate a case.

Amidst dozens of gazes filled with a mixture of awe, fear, and disbelief, Lin Chen strode forward and headed straight for the main control panel at the very center of the laboratory.

That's the heart of the entire "Deep Sea Ghost" project; Director Wang was just sitting here giving orders.

Lin Chen walked up to it, and without any ceremony, pulled out the ergonomic chair and plopped down in it.

He leaned back comfortably, crossing his legs.

This action itself is a silent declaration.

From this moment on, he's the one in charge here.

"cough!"

Director Wang finally snapped out of his utter shock, letting out a dry cough as he tried to salvage some of his already utterly lost face.

With his beer belly protruding, he walked forward, trying to appear calm, his tone carrying a stiff, official air.

"Consultant Lin Chen, your skills are truly... eye-opening."

"However, investigating a case requires evidence and proper procedures."

Director Wang thought he had found a way out, so he raised his voice a little.

"Our secret service has conducted the most rigorous interrogations on all thirty key personnel who had access to the vault."

"Everyone passed the highest level of political vetting and multiple rounds of cross-testing with multi-level polygraphs, and the results showed that they had no problems!"

He deliberately emphasized the words "lie detector" and "no problem," attempting to use his authority in his field to suppress the aura that Lin Chen had just established.

However, Lin Chen didn't even lift his eyelids.

His slender fingers tapped lightly on the keyboard of the control panel, as if familiarizing himself with the feel of it.

"A lie detector?"

A very soft sneer escaped from Lin Chen's lips.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was like a needle, precisely piercing Director Wang's pitiful self-esteem.

Lin Chen finally raised his head, his deep eyes filled with a mockery that sent chills down Director Wang's spine.

"Those toys that can only detect physiological stress responses are fine for dealing with petty thieves."

"You're using it to test a top-tier 'silent training' agent who can actively control their heart rate and nerve reflexes?"

Lin Chen shook his head, his gaze as if he were looking at a child with intellectual disabilities.

Are you insulting his expertise, or are you insulting your own intelligence?

Director Wang's mind went blank.

His chest heaved violently, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. He wanted to refute, but found himself unable to utter a single word.

Because what Lin Chen said was an undeniable fact.

In the real world of espionage, lie detectors are a joke.

Lin Chen ignored Director Wang, who had become nothing more than a background figure. He crossed his hands, cracked his knuckles, and produced a series of crisp popping sounds.

His voice then echoed clearly in the quiet laboratory, carrying an unquestionable tone of command.

"Get all the interrogation videos of those thirty people."

"I want the highest definition, uninterrupted version, to project onto the home screen."

Director Wang's lips trembled for a long time, but in the end, under the pressure of Lin Chen's cold gaze and General Su Dingguo's invisible trump card, he was completely defeated.

He seemed to have lost all his strength, and waved his hand listlessly, signaling his men to do as he was told.

Soon, the image on the huge LCD screen in front of the main control panel was divided into thirty parts.

Footage from thirty interrogation rooms is shown simultaneously.

In each scene, a core member of the military research institute is seated, and opposite them are interrogation experts from the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics.

Lin Chen leaned forward slightly, resting his arms on the control panel.

He closed his eyes.

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

[God-Level Psychology], now open!

Two god-level skills simultaneously began to operate in his mind.

The next second, Lin Chen suddenly opened his eyes.

Deep within his pupils, it seemed as if countless streams of data were flashing wildly.

The whole world was instantly dismantled in his eyes.

What he saw was no longer a human face, but a series of dynamic data graphs composed of countless tiny muscle groups, nerve endings, and blood flow rates.

Any lie, no matter how small, will be exposed under those eyes.

Immediately afterwards, to everyone's astonishment, Lin Chen's right hand left a blurry afterimage on the keyboard.

He directly increased the playback speed of the thirty split screens to...

Eight times!

On the screen, the thirty figures moved like a fast-forwarded movie, their movements and expressions becoming incredibly comical and distorted.

Just one glance at it is enough to make an ordinary person feel dizzy and even nauseous.

"What...what is he doing?"

"He's gone mad, this kid's completely insane! Eight times the speed? How could he possibly see anything clearly?!"

"This is blatant attention-seeking! This is absolutely blatant attention-seeking!"

The researchers and secret service officers around them, who had just felt a sense of awe, were instantly replaced by a huge sense of absurdity.

Even Su Qingge held her breath nervously, her heart pounding in her throat.

She felt a churning in her stomach, but Lin Chen's eyes were like those of an emotionless supercomputer, frighteningly calm.

However, Lin Chen ignored the surrounding discussions.

His upper body remained motionless, only his eyes scanning every pixel on the screen with a fixed, greedy gaze.

Not missing a single frame.

Not missing a single muscle twitch.

Not missing a single wandering glance.

Time passed, second by second.

The entire laboratory, which had initially been filled with lively discussion, gradually fell silent.

Everyone was stunned by the bizarre scene before them.

They looked at the man sitting in front of the screen, and at the figures flashing wildly on the screen.

An emotion called "fear" began to quietly spread in their hearts.

This man is not human.

He's a monster!

Eight minutes.

Only eight minutes had passed.

Just when everyone was about to be driven crazy by the frantically flashing images.

Snapped!

A sharp, loud bang shattered the deathly silence of the laboratory.

Lin Chen slammed his right hand heavily on the space bar.

Thirty wildly flashing images, frozen in an instant.

Everyone's eyes subconsciously followed Lin Chen's gaze, focusing on one of the split screens.

Split screen number three.

On the screen was a middle-aged man, around fifty years old.

He wore black-rimmed glasses, had thinning hair, and looked extremely honest and unassuming. Even when answering the interrogator's questions, his eyes revealed a lingering sense of cowardice and nervousness.

According to the records, he is Lao Li, an archivist at the military industrial institute.

The most inconspicuous and least suspicious person.

Lin Chen stared at the honest man's face on the screen, and a cold, chilling smile slowly curved his lips.

found it.