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

The crisis of the first biological gas bomb was resolved in a way that exceeded everyone's expectations.

When the subsequent bomb disposal experts, dressed in heavy bomb suits, cautiously entered the underground pump room, they found a metal lump frozen solid, completely devoid of any threat.

Lin Chen, the instigator, had already quietly left immediately.

He disliked being stared at like a monkey, and even less did he want to deal with those tedious follow-up reports and inquiries.

Moreover, his hands were indeed a little uncomfortable.

Although the physique modified by the [God-level Gene Enhancement Fluid] made him far superior to ordinary people, prolonged and close contact with liquid nitrogen at -196 degrees Celsius inevitably caused some minor frostbite on the surface of his skin, which was burning painful.

Instead of going to the hospital, he drove to the city's forensic center.

The forensic center was so quiet late at night that it seemed to be isolated from the world.

The corridor was filled with a faint smell of formaldehyde and disinfectant, enough to deter any timid person.

But for Lin Chen, this place brought him a strange sense of peace.

He knew the way well and went to the innermost forensic autopsy room, where the door was unlocked.

He gently pushed open the door and saw a scene that warmed his heart.

Jiang Tingxue wasn't wearing that cold white lab coat, but rather a soft, off-white sweater, her long hair casually tied back, revealing her graceful, swan-like neck.

She was sitting at an autopsy table, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, holding a thick, all-English "Atlas of Forensic Pathology," which she was reading intently.

The soft light shone on her delicate profile, adding a touch of intellectual gentleness to her usually aloof demeanor.

Hearing the door open, Jiang Tingxue looked up.

When she saw Lin Chen standing at the door, her usually calm eyes instantly lit up with a dazzling light, like stars lit up in the dark night.

"You've arrived."

Her voice carried a hint of barely perceptible joy.

She already knew everything that had happened at Chengnan Reservoir through internal channels.

From the moment Lin Chen set off, she has been waiting here, without going anywhere else.

"Yes, I came to ask you for something."

Lin Chen smiled, walked in, and naturally put his hands in his pockets.

However, his subtle movement did not escape Jiang Tingxue's eyes, which were as sharp as an eagle's.

"What happened to your hand?"

Jiang Tingxue's gaze instantly fell on Lin Chen's hands, which were tucked into his pockets, and her tone became tense.

"It's nothing, just a minor injury."

Lin Chen didn't want her to worry.

Jiang Tingxue, however, did not believe it.

She strode up to Lin Chen and, without a word, pulled his hand out of his pocket.

When she saw Lin Chen's hands, with their distinct knuckles that had brought her countless moments of ultimate pleasure, now turning bright red and even developing tiny blisters in some places, her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

Her heart ached as if it were being pricked by needles, a dense, piercing pain.

This usually composed forensic doctor, who could remain unfazed by any cruel and bloody scene, almost shed tears at this moment because of a small injury on her beloved man's hand.

She didn't say anything, but simply took Lin Chen's hand and turned to walk to the door.

A "click" sound.

She locked the door to the forensic lab.

Then, she pulled Lin Chen to sit down next to the cold metal dissection table that had dissected countless corpses.

She took out a bottle of white ointment without any label from the medicine cabinet next to her, and then brought over a basin of warm water.

She knelt down and gently wiped Lin Chen's swollen hands with a warm towel, as if she were handling a rare treasure, afraid of hurting him.

Then, she used a cotton swab to apply the white ointment carefully to every inch of Lin Chen's frostbitten skin.

The ointment felt cool and refreshing upon contact with the skin, instantly relieving the burning pain.

Throughout the entire process, Jiang Tingxue remained silent, simply keeping her head down and focusing intently on applying the medicine to him.

But Lin Chen could see a few glistening tears uncontrollably sliding down her long eyelashes and dripping onto the frost on the back of his hand, where they instantly melted.

"You're always like this..."

After a long silence, Jiang Tingxue broke the silence with a hoarse voice that was heavily nasal.

"It's always like this, one person shoulders everything, one person faces all dangers."

She looked up, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, heartache, and an indescribable sense of grievance.

"What would I do if something happened to you?"

These words, like a soft feather, gently yet precisely brushed across Lin Chen's heart, creating ripples.

Looking at her tearful, pitiful appearance, Lin Chen's initial pain was replaced by boundless tenderness.

He activated his [God-level Micro-expression Control], deliberately revealing a roguish yet somewhat cynical smile.

He pulled her into his arms before she could react.

"With you here, how could I bear to let anything happen to me?"

He lowered his head, leaned close to her ear, and whispered in a magnetic voice that only the two of them could hear.

"I'll keep these hands so I can hold you tight."

This blatantly lewd love confession made Jiang Tingxue's cheeks flush crimson.

She made a symbolic struggle, but Lin Chen held her even tighter.

She simply gave up resisting, burying her face in Lin Chen's broad chest, feeling his strong and powerful heartbeat, and listening to his domineering yet gentle declaration. All the grievances and anxieties in her heart turned into a sweet warmth.

She looked up at Lin Chen's handsome face so close to hers, and, as if possessed, made an extremely bold move.

She actually took the initiative to straddle Lin Chen's lap and wrap her arms around his neck.

Then, she gave him a very deep and lingering kiss.

This kiss carried the scent of formaldehyde, the coolness of ointment, and also a woman's most ardent and unreserved love.

In this room filled with an atmosphere of death and coldness, two passionate bodies were tightly intertwined, engaging in an extreme act of ambiguity and tenderness.

Outside the window, the night was deep.

Inside the window, however, spring was in full bloom.

Lin Chen's nerves, which had been tense for a long time, were finally relaxed and healed at this moment.

He knew that no matter how arduous the battle ahead, there would always be a light shining behind him, for him.