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

Li Mingyu's face was even more unsightly than dried flesh on a wall.

It was a deep purple hue, a mixture of horror, fear, and extreme shame and indignation, after dignity had been crushed.

His mouth was open, like a fish thrown ashore, and he could only utter a gurgling sound as air escaped from his throat, unable to say a single word.

"Seal off the scene!"

Su Qingge's voice broke the deathly silence, cold and resolute.

She forcefully suppressed the churning discomfort in her stomach and was the first to regain her professional demeanor.

"Notify the technical team and forensic experts; everyone must be present!"

"Level A alert!"

The special police behind him seemed to wake up from a dream and immediately took action, setting up a tighter cordon and dispersing the school staff who came after hearing the noise.

Su Ke'er was already so frightened that she hid behind Lin Chen, her face pale, and she didn't dare to look at the wall again.

Meanwhile, the headmaster who had previously been clamoring about the expensive mirrors was now leaning against the wall, vomiting uncontrollably.

Soon, technicians dressed in white survey suits filed in.

The beeping sounds from various professional equipment replaced the deathly silence of the music room.

However, half an hour later, the head of the technical team took off his mask and shook his head solemnly at Su Qingge.

"Team Leader Su, the situation is terrible."

"The entire interlayer was repeatedly cleaned with a special chemical reagent. No valid fingerprints, hair, or skin flakes could be extracted from the walls, the floor, or even the remains."

"It's as clean as an operating room here."

"The killer was an absolute professional."

This result even made the veteran forensic doctor who had investigated the scene take off his glasses and rub his temples.

The lack of direct physical evidence means that it is impossible to directly identify the murderer.

"check!"

Su Qingge's gaze grew increasingly cold.

"Get me all the records for this art building!"

"Especially this music room!"

"I want to know its entire history, starting from a single brick!"

Once the order was given, the files were quickly transferred.

In front of everyone, the dean of students, who was already exhausted from vomiting, pointed shakily at one of the documents.

"This...this music room was renovated five years ago with a full donation from Mr. Gao Ya."

"He personally supervised all the design and construction at the time."

He swallowed hard, his voice trembling with tears.

"After the repairs were completed, Mr. Gao said that this was where he sought inspiration and that no outsiders were allowed to disturb him."

"He's the only one in the whole school who has the key to this music room; even... even the cleaning lady isn't allowed in."

All the clues eventually converged on the same person.

The artist who was just shining brightly on stage and being adored by thousands—Gao Ya.

The atmosphere in the city bureau's temporary command center was oppressive.

After listening to the report, the old team leader Zhang Zheng's weathered face showed no emotion. He remained silent for a long time before finally saying only one sentence.

"Summon Gao Ya."

……

Gao Ya was "invited" away by the police at the celebration banquet held for him at the school.

He showed no surprise or panic at the sudden appearance of the police.

He simply wiped his mouth elegantly with a napkin, then gave the bewildered school leaders an apologetic, impeccable smile, as if he were just going to another important appointment.

Inside the interrogation room.

Under the glaring incandescent light, Gao Ya was still wearing that impeccably tailored haute couture suit, impeccably dressed.

He sat quietly in the chair, his hands folded on the table, his long, slender fingers white and strong.

He was acting as if he wasn't there for an interrogation, but rather for an interview.

Li Mingyu was in charge of the presiding judge.

This was his only chance to save face.

He slammed those shocking photos, taken from inside the wall, down in front of Gao Ya.

"elegant!"

"Look what you've done!"

He roared, trying to overwhelm the other person with his imposing manner.

An elegant gaze fell upon the photograph, and the eyes hidden behind the gold-rimmed glasses remained completely undisturbed.

He simply looked at it calmly, as if appreciating an abstract painting that had nothing to do with him.

"Officer Li, I don't understand what you mean."

"It's true that I donated this practice room, but I was only responsible for providing the money."

"How would I know how the renovation workers did it?"

His voice was gentle yet magnetic, each word crystal clear, carrying a unique, calming power.

"fart!"

Li Mingyu slammed his fist on the table in anger.

"Only you have the key! How do you explain that?"

"Oh? Is that so?"

Gao Ya tilted her head slightly, a faint smile playing on her lips.

"Is the school's security really that good? It's just a lock; it shouldn't be a problem for a real criminal, right?"

"you!"

Li Mingyu was speechless, his face turning red. All his roars and questions were like punches hitting cotton, easily neutralized by the other party.

Gao Ya even calmly picked up the water glass in front of her, took a small sip, and then looked at the furious Li Mingyu with a smile.

"Officer Li, your hands are shaking."

He paused, his gaze behind his glasses seeming to pierce through people's hearts.

"What's your rush?"

"Are you eager to prove that you're better than that consultant named Lin Chen?"

"So that's why you used such a brutal method to force an innocent old security guard to confess?"

"A true hunter does not get angry because of the prey's provocation."

The elegant voice was gentle, yet it pierced Li Mingyu's eardrums like a poisonous needle.

"And you are more like a Chihuahua... barking wildly out of fear."

These words struck Li Mingyu like a heavy hammer.

His mind went blank; all pretense and all anger were stripped away in that moment!

"I...I didn't..."

His lips trembled, his face was deathly pale, and he couldn't utter a single complete sentence.

He broke down mentally.

Outside the one-way glass, Director Lu Zhenhua and the old team leader Zhang Zheng had their brows furrowed into two knots.

"This elegance is a tough nut to crack."

Lu Zhenhua said in a deep voice.

"His mental fortitude is too strong; he's practically not a normal person."

Zhang Zheng sighed.

"Most importantly, we have no direct evidence."

"A key to a room is not enough to convict him."

"Once the detention period expires, we will have no choice but to release him."

If we release the tiger back into the mountains, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Su Qingge stood in the corner, her hands clenched into fists, her nails digging deep into her flesh.

She anxiously looked to the other side, at the man who had been sitting on the sofa, silently drinking cola ever since he came back.

Lin Chen.

He remained silent throughout, simply watching the disastrous interrogation unfold on the monitor screen.

Just then, he finished the last sip of his cola, casually squeezed the can, and accurately tossed it into a trash can a few meters away.

"Gulp."

A soft sound rang out, exceptionally clear in the silent observation room.

Lin Chen stood up and walked towards the interrogation room.

A perfectionist, with auditory synesthesia... He enjoys the feeling of being in control and the 'color' of sound.

So what if we take away his sight and leave the world with only sound?

Lin Chen stood up and walked towards the interrogation room.

He pushed open the door to the interrogation room.

"What are you doing?!"

Having just been substituted off the field and feeling utterly dejected, Li Mingyu saw Lin Chen and jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"This is an interrogation room! What qualifications do you, a mere consultant, have...?"

He didn't finish his sentence.

The old captain Zhang Zheng's cold gaze was like two knives, fixed firmly on his face.

Li Mingyu fell silent instantly, swallowing his resentment and bitterness, and angrily retreated to the side.

Lin Chen walked into the interrogation room and closed the door behind him.

He didn't go to the table with the photos, but instead walked to the wall.

"Clatter".

He turned off the glaring incandescent light.

The entire room instantly fell into darkness.

Only the faint light filtering through the one-way glass of the observation room could barely outline the two figures sitting opposite each other.

Lin Chen pulled out a chair and sat down opposite Gao Ya.

He didn't speak, nor did he look at him.

He just sat quietly, as if he had merged into the darkness.

The elegant and composed woman, who had always been in control of everything, raised an eyebrow for the first time.

He looked at the silent figure shrouded in shadow opposite him, a barely perceptible hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

Is this yet another new interrogation technique?

so boring.