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

After doing all this, Lin Chen didn't even glance at the "death trap" that he had rearranged.

He strolled to the center of the stage and sat down leisurely in front of the dusty grand piano.

Long, slender fingers brushed away the thin layer of dust from the piano keys.

Then, it falls gently.

Ding--

A series of crisp, melodious notes, like a clear spring in a mountain stream, suddenly flowed through the deathly silent and eerie theater.

It's that song that everyone in the world knows, "Für Elise".

Melodious, tranquil, with a touch of classical romance.

The music dispelled the pungent smell of decay and strong acid in the air, and in an elegant yet cruel way, it completely shattered the terrifying atmosphere that the murderer had carefully created.

Lin Chen played calmly, his eyelids slightly lowered, his profile appearing handsome yet aloof under the single beam of light.

He knew the prey was coming.

……

A few minutes later.

The side door of the theater was silently pushed open a crack by a hand wearing a white silk glove.

A tall, slender figure, like a ghost blending into the shadows, slid in.

He was dressed in a well-tailored black tuxedo, and his face was covered by a pure white, expressionless half-face ceramic mask, revealing only his taut chin.

He is the "tuner".

He should have been on the other side of the city, enjoying the third movement of his own performance, savoring the beautiful "chords" of his prey melting away in despair with acid rain.

But he didn't.

That ghost sports car was just a bigger smokescreen that he controlled remotely.

His real pleasure lies in witnessing the birth of his art up close and with his own eyes.

He walked silently to the door and peered through the gaps in the stage at the piano under the spotlight.

His imagined scene was that arrogant policeman writhing on the ground in agony, his skin sizzling as it was corroded by aqua regia, emitting desperate howls.

That wail will be the perfect ending to his song "Death Music Box".

however.

What he saw was the man sitting unharmed at the piano, playing a piece he considered utterly clichéd and unappealing to beginners.

What happened?

Why didn't the trap trigger?

The sound engineer's pupils contracted sharply behind the mask.

Did he find out?

impossible!

That mechanism was his most perfect creation!

A mixture of shock, doubt, and rage instantly overwhelmed his reason.

He stopped hiding, pushed open the door abruptly, and strode inside!

He wanted to personally put an end to this man who had desecrated his art!

However, the moment his right foot touched the ground!

"Click".

A very slight, almost imperceptible click of a mechanism came from the inside of the door handle!

The sound engineer's steps suddenly froze!

An alarm bell rang in his mind—it was the sound of the mechanism he had designed being triggered!

He looked up in horror!

In the deep darkness above, a high-pressure metal can was instantly pierced by an invisible force!

Whoosh—!

He wasn't given any time to react at all!

A large bucket of highly concentrated, yellowish-brown aqua regia, emitting a pungent, thick smoke, was suddenly poured down!

The sound engineer's soul was frozen at that moment!

His body's instincts outpaced his brain's thinking, and he used all his strength to retreat violently!

"boom--!"

Deadly acid rain grazed his toes and slammed into the ground ten centimeters in front of him!

"Zzzzzzz—!"

A loud, teeth-grinding, corrosive sound exploded!

In an instant, plumes of bluish-green toxic smoke billowed from the hard cement ground, and a terrifying crater several inches deep was formed in the blink of an eye!

The scorching heat, strong enough to melt bones, rushed towards us.

The sound engineer stood frozen in place, motionless.

Beneath the mask, his pupils had shrunk to the size of pinpoints due to extreme fear.

Just one step away.

It was less than half a second off.

He would be melted away by the "funeral" he prepared for Lin Chen, leaving not a single intact bone behind!

It was at this moment that...

The music flowed smoothly without a moment's pause.

A cold voice, tinged with amusement and mockery, rose softly, accompanied by the sound of a piano.

"Is your art just these childish tricks?"

Lin Chen didn't even turn his head.

This statement is more lethal than that bucket of deadly aqua regia!

It precisely shattered the tuner's morbid pride, built upon arrogance and hubris!

"ah--!"

The sound engineer let out a shrill, inhuman scream, furious beyond measure!

He suddenly pulled out a homemade ball from inside his tuxedo and slammed it hard into the center of the stage!

"Bang!"

A loud bang!

That wasn't a bomb, but a military-grade high-powered acoustic bomb!

A ball of white light, enough to cause instant blindness, exploded with a deafening roar that ripped through eardrums!

The entire theater was swallowed up by pure white!

Taking advantage of the brief chaos, the sound engineer did not hesitate at all, turned around and fled frantically towards another exit of the theater!

However, he was facing Lin Chen.

Just a second before the bright light shone, Lin Chen's eyes had already closed peacefully.

[God-level hearing] has locked onto the only moving sound source in that chaotic mix of light and sound!

The sound of hurried, panicked footsteps.

The heavy breathing that came from fear.

In his sound wave universe, it is as clear as a firefly in the dark.

Lin Chen's right hand was still playing the last movement of "Für Elise".

But his left hand shot out with lightning speed, pulling an ordinary one-yuan coin from his pocket.

Backhand flick!

"Whoosh!"

There were no flashy special effects, no earth-shattering grandeur.

The tiny coin tore through the air with a barely perceptible whooshing sound, shooting with perfect accuracy toward the fleeing figure in the darkness!

"ah--!!!"

A bloodcurdling scream suddenly rang out!

Immediately following was a "crack," an incredibly crisp sound of bone breaking!

Finally, there was a dull thud as the body fell to the ground!

The music stopped abruptly.

The last note dissipated into the deathly silence.

The bright light faded, and visibility returned.

The sound engineer was clutching his right calf, rolling on the ground in agony and howling.

His calves, encased in trousers, were twisted outwards at an unnatural angle.

His tibia was severed by a coin!

Lin Chen slowly stood up and walked off the stage.

The leather shoes clicked on the wooden steps, making a "tap, tap, tap" sound like the countdown to death.

He walked up to the sound engineer and looked down at the "artist" wriggling on the ground.

Then, he lifted his foot.

Without the slightest hesitation, he stomped down!

"Snap!"

The pure white ceramic mask shattered instantly!

Countless fragments flew in all directions.

Beneath the mask, a face contorted in extreme pain and fear was exposed to the beam of light.

That's not some mysterious artist.

Lin Chen had seen that face before.

It was also mentioned in Su Ke'er's statement.

It was none other than the student at Jiangcheng Conservatory of Music, the one who always kept his head down, was timid and subservient to everyone, and was in charge of tuning the pianos…

A deaf and mute school worker!

He is not deaf and mute at all!

He has been using his identity as a disabled person and his honest and simple facade to cover up his extremely abnormal acoustic talent and his personality that has long been twisted to the point of being antisocial!