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

The sound of sirens grew louder as they approached.

Su Qingge led the special police assault team to break into the theater through the main entrance.

The demolition team first cleared all the explosive triggers that Monet had planted on the first and second floors, and the bomb disposal team followed closely behind, checking each floor one by one.

The entire abandoned theater was taken over completely.

on the stage.

Monet lay sprawled on the ground like a snake whose spine had been removed.

Both wrists were bent at an impossible angle, and the bloodstains on the white shirt had turned black.

His eyes went unfocused, and he kept repeating the same sentence.

"My hands...my art..."

Two special police officers lifted him up, one on each side, leaving two long trails of blood on the ground where Monet's legs dragged.

He suddenly looked up as he passed by Lin Chen.

Those eyes, once filled with morbid fanaticism, are now nothing but lifeless ashes.

Lin Chen didn't even look at him.

"take away."

Su Qingge gave the order in a cold voice.

As Monet was being dragged off the stage, an even more "spectacular" scene unfolded on the other side.

Two firefighters are frantically untying Li Mingyu from the cross.

The hemp rope came loose.

Li Mingyu's legs went weak, and he sat down on the ground with a thud.

His face was covered in foam, his body was covered in white salt stains, and his nose and tears were a mess.

But none of these are the most fatal.

The most damaging thing was the crotch area of ​​his dark police trousers, where there was a large patch of marks that were noticeably darker than the rest of the area.

Under the stage lights, it was crystal clear.

The surrounding special police officers were taken aback at first, then turned their heads away, their shoulders shrugging.

Some people bit their lips, some covered their mouths and noses, and some squatted down and pretended to tie their shoelaces.

But the laughter that he was trying to suppress, though it was almost painful, still escaped through his fingers.

"puff--"

One of the young special police officers couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Li Mingyu looked down and saw the water stain on his pants.

His face underwent a dramatic transformation within three seconds, going from deathly pale to bright red and then to a deep liver color.

"I...I...that was...that was concentrated sulfuric acid splashed on! It's a chemical solution!"

Nobody paid any attention to him.

Li Mingyu covered his face, staggered off the stage, and ran towards the ambulance parked outside, his back view showing extreme dishevelment.

Su Qingge watched the poor wretch disappear from sight, her lips twitching involuntarily.

She walked over to Lin Chen, looked him up and down, and after confirming that he was truly unharmed, her tense expression, which had been tense all night, finally softened.

"Thanks for your hard work."

She raised her hand and straightened Lin Chen's collar, which was covered in dust.

The movement was very light; the fingertips touched his collarbone and then quickly withdrew.

"My great hero."

The voice was kept extremely low, so low that only two people could hear it.

Lin Chen raised an eyebrow, just about to say something to tease her.

In my mind, the long-awaited, cold electronic notification finally rang out!

[Ding! Detected that the host has successfully cracked the 'Bloody Art' serial murder case, ended the life of the deranged killer 'Monet,' rescued the hostages, and solved the triple extreme challenges of the acoustic death corridor, the sulfuric acid trap, and the floor detonation device!]

[The Chain Quest: The Crimson Sculptor, is complete!]

[Final settlement begins...]

[Mission Difficulty Rating: Hell Level (Involves a high-IQ psychopathic serial killer, acoustic/chemical/architectural complex traps, hostage negotiations, and extreme psychological warfare).]

[Host Performance Rating: SSS-level (Complete the game without taking any damage, chemical counterattack, physical crushing, psychological breakdown)!]

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have received the ultimate mission reward—300,000,000 RMB (three hundred million)! The funds have been legally transferred to your black card!]

Lin Chen's eye twitched almost imperceptibly.

Three hundred million.

In addition to the rewards from the previous system.

The phrase "rich enough to rival a city" is not an exaggeration when applied to him.

But the system clearly has no intention of stopping there.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have received a special skill reward—God-level Micro-expression Control!]

[Skill Description: You have gained absolute control over your facial micro-expressions! You can perfectly disguise your emotions in any situation, switching effortlessly between joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, without revealing your true thoughts! Even professional lie detectors and micro-expression analysis experts cannot detect it! An essential skill for maintaining a balanced perspective!]

Lin Chen: "..."

Essential for handling water?

System, are you serious?

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have received a special skill reward—God-level Diving!]

[Skill Description: Freedom to move in the deep-sea environment without any equipment! Combined with your existing [God-level Underwater Breathing], you have become the true king of the deep sea!]

[Ding! Congratulations, host! You have gained +40 points to all attributes and +100 points to your charm!]

Another massive surge of energy poured into his body.

Every cell in Lin Chen's body was cheering, and all bodily functions were once again pushing their limits.

The surge of 100 points in charm value caused a subtle qualitative change in his aura.

He stood there, dressed in casual clothes covered in dust, yet he exuded a fatal attraction that made it impossible to look away.

Su Qingge was closest to him and felt it the most deeply.

She stared at Lin Chen's profile, her ears burning uncontrollably, and her heart pounding at an almost out-of-control rate.

"What...what are you looking at?"

Su Qingge turned her face away, her voice slightly flustered.

Lin Chen snapped out of his daze and smiled at her.

"It's up to you."

Su Qingge's ears turned completely red, and she punched Lin Chen on the shoulder.

"Get serious! Let's go back to the station and write the report!"

She turned and strode toward the door, her pace three steps faster than usual.

Lin Chen followed behind at a leisurely pace, feeling the surging power within his body, a slight smile curving his lips.

Monet's case is now closed.

But he knew that countless eyes were watching from the shadows of this city.

And he was always ready.