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

"Ghost Breathing!"

Lin Chen's last four words fell like four nails, driving deep into the hearts of everyone present.

The entire underground laboratory was so silent that you could hear the hum of electricity.

The color drained from Director Wang's fat face at a visible speed, turning as pale as the wall.

He is not a fool.

Lin Chen could perhaps still use "coincidence" to forcibly defend the behavioral evidence he listed earlier.

But the irrefutable evidence of "ghost breathing," which involves the physiological instincts of top spies, directly shattered his last shred of hope.

It was a chill that penetrated to the very bone.

It climbs up the spine from the soles of the feet to the top of the head.

Cold sweat instantly soaked through his crisp military shirt, clinging stickily to his back, chilling him to the bone.

His Adam's apple bobbed wildly, and his mouth opened and closed repeatedly, but he couldn't make a sound.

It was in this extremely oppressive atmosphere.

Boom—!

The heavy alloy door of the laboratory was suddenly pushed open roughly from the outside.

A sudden, chaotic commotion violently shattered the deathly silence of the scene.

"Make way! Make way!"

An arrogant and domineering voice drifted from afar.

Everyone turned around in astonishment, only to see Li Mingyu, with his hands behind his back and a protruding belly, swaggering in surrounded by a group of police officers.

His face was filled with smug satisfaction, and his nostrils almost reached the sky.

Behind him, two policemen were roughly escorting a middle-aged man in kitchen work clothes who looked terrified.

Li Mingyu, through some unknown nepotism, shamelessly managed to infiltrate the outer investigation team.

At that moment, he swept his gaze across the crowd, completely ignoring Lin Chen, and focused on Director Wang, who held the highest official rank.

He cleared his throat and announced loudly in a boastful tone.

"Director Wang! I have accomplished my mission!"

"Through meticulous investigation and swift interrogation by the Jiangcheng police, the espionage mole has been successfully apprehended!"

Li Mingyu pointed triumphantly to the trembling cafeteria purchasing man behind him.

"It's him! We found that he recently made an unexplained remittance of 100,000 yuan. During the interrogation, we also discovered that he used his position in procurement to collude with foreign forces and smuggled blueprints out of the country by hiding them in frozen pork."

"With witnesses and physical evidence all presented, the Jiangcheng police deserve the utmost credit for this outstanding achievement!"

Everyone in the lab was looking at him like he was an idiot.

Director Wang was already seething with anger because of Lin Chen's overwhelming attack, and he was like a powder keg about to explode.

Li Mingyu's foolish performance became the match that lit the fuse.

"Honors?"

Director Wang slowly turned his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Li Mingyu, his voice hoarse as if squeezed out from between his teeth.

"What merit?"

He approached step by step, his suppressed humiliation and anger transforming into a chilling killing intent.

"You idiot! You're a fucking idiot!"

Director Wang suddenly erupted, pointing at Li Mingyu's nose and spitting all over his face.

"Do you know where you are? Do you know who you've arrested?"

"I've been investigating here for three days and three nights, and you bring in a cook and tell me you've solved the case?"

"Who gave you the guts! Get out! Take your men and get the hell out of here!"

Director Wang acted as if he had gone mad, unleashing all the pent-up humiliation and anger on Li Mingyu at that moment.

Li Mingyu was completely stunned by the sudden barrage of insults.

He stood there, frozen in place, his smugness instantly turning a deep purplish-red. Under the watchful eyes of dozens of onlookers, he wished he could disappear into the ground.

He became the biggest laughing stock of the entire event.

Lin Chen didn't even bother to glance at that clown jumping around.

His gaze shifted to a technician beside him who was completely terrified.

"Old Li, where do you live?"

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried an unquestionable command.

The technician jumped, and answered in a trembling voice:

"Employee dormitory, Building B, Room 302."

Before he could finish speaking...

Lin Chen suddenly turned around.

He strode up to Su Qingge, his right hand moving with lightning speed as he drew the Type 92 pistol directly from the holster on her waist.

Su Qingge didn't even have time to react before she felt a lightness around her waist.

The next second, Lin Chen smoothly pulled the slide, chambering a bullet.

The crisp sound of metal clashing made everyone's heart skip a beat.

"Come with me."

Without turning his head, Lin Chen said something to Su Qingge and strode out of the laboratory.

Seeing his murderous back, Su Qingge followed him without hesitation.

Employee dormitory area.

In front of Room 302, Building B.

Lin Chen did not knock on the door, nor did he issue any warning.

He lifted his leg, aligning the heel of his tactical boot with the door lock.

Use your waist and hips to generate power!

boom--!

A deafening roar.

The thick solid wood door panel, along with the entire metal door frame, was blasted inward by his violent front kick!

Wood chips and dust filled the air.

Inside the door.

Old Li, the timid and honest archivist in the surveillance footage, was sitting on the edge of the bed, seemingly making the bed.

The moment the door was violently kicked open.

He raised his head.

When he saw Lin Chen standing at the door with a gun, and Su Qingge with an icy expression.

His cowardly face, all his pretense, was completely torn apart in a fraction of a second!

Those cloudy old eyes instantly became as sharp and sinister as a hawk's, bursting out with a bloodthirsty, cold light like a wild beast!

There was no panic.

There was no surprise.

Only the fury and murderous intent of being attacked by prey!

His reaction speed was beyond human limits.

Just a moment before Lin Chen locked his gun on.

Old Li's right hand darted under the pillow with lightning speed.

He drew a Glock 18 pistol with a black silencer in his backhand!

The dark muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at Lin Chen's forehead!