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

Lin Chen walked out of the conference room, behind him was deathly silence and a series of complex gazes.

Without turning around, he walked straight to the Major Crimes Unit's rest area, made himself a cup of hot tea, found a seat by the window, and leisurely started scrolling through his phone, as if the tense meeting just now was nothing more than a boring farce.

Su Qingge followed, her face filled with worry and resentment.

"Lin Chen, my uncle just has that bad temper, don't take it to heart! He's not targeting you, he just trusts the so-called 'system' and 'authority' too much!"

Lin Chen blew on the scalding hot tea and said without looking up.

"Don't worry, my greatest strength is that I'm easygoing."

What he was really thinking was: that old guy had better pray that the expert he invited really had some skills, otherwise, when he came begging for his attention, his appearance fee would double.

Time ticked by, second by second, in a tense and oppressive atmosphere.

There are only twelve hours left in the twenty-four-hour countdown set by the prophet.

The team from Beijing that Su Jianguo brought was indeed very efficient.

Under Zhao Jiangong's command, all kinds of top-of-the-line precision detection instruments that Lin Chen had never even seen before were quickly deployed to key locations throughout the city.

Finally, at 7:30 a.m., during the morning rush hour, a high-precision sonar detector made an amazing discovery at the busiest subway transfer hub in the city center, "People's Square".

"Report to Commander-in-Chief! A high-energy reaction source has been discovered deep within the central ventilation duct below Exit C, with energy characteristics highly consistent with the first biological gas bomb!"

Inside the command vehicle, Su Jianguo's spirits lifted, and he suddenly stood up.

"Immediately cordon off the area! Evacuate the crowd!"

"No, Minister Su!"

The director of the subway operations center, sweating profusely, said urgently.

"It's rush hour now, and People's Square Station is a major transfer hub for three lines, with a passenger flow exceeding 5,000 people per minute! If the station is forcibly closed and services suspended, it will not only cause widespread panic, but the stampedes on the platforms and in the passageways alone could result in hundreds of injuries and deaths!"

Su Jianguo's face instantly turned ashen.

This is precisely the malice of the prophet.

He planted the bomb in the most densely populated and difficult-to-evacuate part of the city, putting everyone in a dilemma.

"Zhao, it's up to you now!"

Su Jianguo placed all his hopes on that expert from Beijing.

Zhao Jiangong's face still held that arrogant expression of complete confidence.

He straightened his spotless white shirt and nodded to his assistant behind him.

"Prepare the 'Scorpion' Type III bomb disposal suits and activate the Level A isolation plan."

He gave the order in an unquestionable tone.

Soon, wearing a heavy, futuristic bomb suit resembling a spacesuit, Zhao Jiangong, escorted by several special police officers, confidently entered the dark and deep ventilation duct.

However, when he saw the bomb's true form through the powerful searchlight on his helmet, all the confidence and arrogance on his face vanished in a fraction of a second.

Cold sweat instantly soaked through his back.

It was a killing machine that was even more bizarre and complex than a reservoir bomb!

The core of the bomb is no longer a simple circuit board and chemical reagent container, but an extremely sophisticated fluid dynamics sensing device composed of countless miniature fan blades!

Hundreds of identical colored and thick camouflage wires coiled around the device like venomous snakes, making it impossible to distinguish which wire was the power source and which was the fuse.

Most fatally, this sensing device is directly connected to the subway's main ventilation duct via a hidden drive shaft!

Zhao Jiangong's mind went blank. His proud mind, filled with various bomb disposal plans, was now filled with only two words: dead end!

He shakily raised the multi-functional wire cutter in his hand, only to find that his hands were shaking so badly that he couldn't even align a single wire.

His prized knowledge system proved as fragile as a piece of waste paper in the face of this bomb, which was completely beyond the realm of conventional knowledge.

"No...no!"

He screamed into the communicator, almost in despair.

"This...this bomb's detonator is linked to the air pressure in the subway's ventilation ducts! Any instantaneous pressure change caused by the passing of any train will trigger the detonation via the fluid sensors! It's impossible to disarm! All subway lines must be shut down immediately!"

Inside the command vehicle, upon hearing these words, Su Jianguo's face instantly turned deathly pale.

"Stopping operations now will cause panic and stampedes throughout the city, resulting in incalculable casualties! Engineer Zhao, think of another solution! Aren't you one of the top experts in the country?!"

"There's no other way! There's really no other way!"

Zhao Jiangong's voice was filled with despair and fear. He slumped down in the cold ventilation duct, his mind completely broken.

"This is a bomb designed by a madman! It's hopeless... no matter who comes, it won't help!"

The entire command center was plunged into a deathly despair.

Just then, a voice, both languid and chilling, suddenly came from the internal communication channel of the Major Crimes Unit's rest area, which had been deliberately ignored by everyone.

"Move aside, don't hogging the toilet without using it."

Su Jianguo was suddenly stunned.

The next second, the voice rang out again.

"Qingge, go to the subway maintenance team and get me a set of the lightest maintenance work clothes, and also bring me a roll of electrical tape and a few coins."

"Lin Chen! What are you doing!"

Su Jianguo shouted sternly into the communicator.

"Now is not the time for you to play the hero! Even Engineer Zhao..."

"Shut up."

Lin Chen's voice interrupted him.

"If you utter another word of nonsense, you can go down and keep your expert company."

After that, the communication channel was unilaterally cut off.

Su Jianguo stood there, stunned, his square face turning a deep liver color.

He had never been talked back to like this in his entire life.

But he discovered that, besides anger, a glimmer of hope, which he himself could hardly believe, had also risen within him.

A few minutes later, Lin Chen, dressed in a dusty subway maintenance uniform and carrying a tool bag, appeared at the entrance of the ventilation duct.

He didn't even wear a bulletproof vest; he just strolled in casually, and to everyone's astonishment, he ducked and crawled inside.