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

Inside the dark, damp ventilation ducts, there was a smell of rust and dust.

Lin Chen moved nimbly through the narrow passage and soon spotted Zhao Jiangong, who was slumped in front of him like a lump of mud.

He didn't even glance at the terrified "expert," walked straight past him, and shoved him into a corner to keep him out of the way.

"You...you're insane! Go back! You can't even touch that!"

Zhao Jiangong came to his senses and looked at Lin Chen with the eyes of someone looking at a madman, shouting incoherently.

Lin Chen ignored him, his gaze completely drawn to the bomb in front of him.

At the same time, a low "whooshing" sound came from the end of the wind tunnel in the distance, growing louder and louder as it approached.

It's the subway!

A train carrying thousands of passengers is speeding towards us at 80 kilometers per hour during the morning rush hour!

In at most thirty seconds, the terrifying wind pressure, powerful enough to tear the air apart, will instantly fill the entire ventilation duct like an invisible behemoth!

Zhao Jiangong was terrified and scrambled backward, letting out a desperate scream.

"It's over! It's too late! We're all going to die here!"

However, Lin Chen, standing in front of the bomb, still maintained the same calm and composed expression on his face.

At this moment, his brain entered an unprecedented state of high-speed operation.

[God-level Insight]! Activated!

[God-level Mechanical Mastery]! Activated!

[Mastering the Art of Actuarial Science]! Unlocked!

In his eyes, the bomb's intricate internal structure instantly became transparent.

The angle of every wind pressure sensing blade, the miniature sensor hidden under every camouflaged line—everything was transformed into the most accurate three-dimensional model, clearly presented in his mind.

The impending subway wind pressure, which Zhao Jiangong saw as a death knell, was transformed into a series of crystal-clear fluid dynamics data models in Lin Chen's [God-Level Actuary Mastery] vision.

The peak wind pressure, arrival time, duration, pressure difference and vortex trajectory formed in the pipe... he calculated everything in a fraction of a second!

He didn't even bother looking for some stupid main power cord.

That thing was a trap from the very beginning.

He slowly took out three shiny one-yuan coins from his pocket, along with the roll of the most ordinary black insulating tape that Su Qingge had brought.

Zhao Jiangong saw this scene from a distance and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Coins? Tape?

What is he going to do?

Using these things to defuse bombs?

Has this person gone completely insane?!

Just when Zhao Jiangong thought Lin Chen had given up on treatment and was preparing to face death with some kind of performance art.

Lin Chen moved.

"Boom!"

The deafening roar of the subway train entering the platform was already almost upon us!

The violent wind pressure, like an invisible wall, crashed in!

Inside the ventilation duct, sand and stones flew up instantly, emitting a howling sound like ghosts wailing and wolves howling!

It's now!

One tenth of a second before the gale-force winds rushed into the pipe and were about to trigger the bomb-sensing blades!

Lin Chen's hands, in a vision that no one could see clearly, transformed into an extremely fast phantom!

[God-level magic hand speed], explosive!

His left hand, with a speed defying the laws of physics, reached into an extremely tiny gap on the side of the bomb!

The three coins seemed to come alive at his fingertips!

"Tap! Tap! Tap!"

Three extremely faint metallic clanging sounds were drowned out by the loud wind noise.

Lin Chen used an incredibly precise angle and force to pinpoint the three coins onto the counterweight slots of the three core wind pressure sensing blades!

Using the negligible weight of a coin, and through the perfect mechanical lever calculated by a "god-level actuary," he created a counter-torque the instant the wind pressure arrived, achieving a miraculous, dynamic physical balance with the violent fluid impact!

A strong wind howled past, but the sensor blades on the bomb, which were connected to the detonator, remained completely still!

But this is only the first step!

While completing the counterweight balancing, Lin Chen's right hand was not idle either!

He tore off a piece of insulating tape and, at a speed too fast for the naked eye to see, reached it into a more concealed maintenance port at the bottom of the bomb!

That's where the gas valve connects to the three miniature detonators!

Without a visual field, he relied entirely on the three-dimensional model constructed in his mind by his [God-level Mechanical Mastery] and the absolute tactile sensation brought by his [God-level Magic Hand Speed]!

His fingers danced rapidly in the darkness, like a top neurosurgeon performing a micron-level, extreme surgery!

"Rip—"

Using that piece of tape, he used an extremely cunning method to physically isolate the three microelectronic contacts connected to the detonator from the main circuit board!

The subway train roared past.

The strong wind whipped up the stray hairs on Lin Chen's forehead, making his thin repair clothes flutter loudly.

The red indicator light on top of the bomb, signifying "activated," flashed frantically twice, as if it were the Grim Reaper's final, unwilling struggle.

Then, it went out completely.

The entire ventilation duct instantly fell into a deathly silence.

Lin Chen slowly withdrew his hand, patted the dust off his hands, as if he had only tightened a loose screw.

He turned around and looked at Zhao Jiangong, who was completely petrified in the corner with his mouth agape enough to fit an egg. A lazy yet extremely contemptuous smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

He spoke calmly to the miniature communicator hanging on his collar:

"Second one, done."

"Expert Zhao, have you failed to learn anything?"