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

It was 11:40 p.m.

Area B of the High-tech Zone Science and Technology Park.

It's far from the city center and becomes almost a ghost town at night.

Apart from the cold white light emanating from the streetlights, the entire park was so quiet that not even the chirping of insects could be heard.

Lin Chen parked the RS7 in a dark alley two blocks away from the Xinghai New Materials R&D Center.

He remained in the car, not rushing to get out, but instead immediately activated the radar scan.

A three-dimensional structural diagram instantly formed in his mind.

The ground floors of the 14 buildings were normal, with only a few scattered blue lights patrolling.

But when radar waves penetrate the surface and go deep underground, the situation changes completely.

Three underground floors.

A dense array of red dots were moving, indicating an extremely large number of security personnel.

Even more problematic is that radar shows the core passageway on the three underground levels is filled with a high-density infrared cross mesh, and gravity sensors are also buried in the wall cavities.

This level of security is far beyond what an ordinary private enterprise should have; it's practically comparable to a secret military base.

"That's interesting."

Lin Chen sneered.

Forcing your way in is clearly the stupidest option.

Once an alarm is triggered, the other party has enough time to destroy all inbound and outbound records and experimental data.

He wanted to infiltrate silently.

Lin Chen closed his eyes and activated [God-level Disguise Technique] and [God-level Bone Micro-adjustment].

His facial muscles began to twitch very subtly, his cheekbones sagged slightly, his eyes drooped, and his nose bridge widened.

Immediately afterwards, his bones made a slight "crackling" sound, his height was reduced by three centimeters, and his shoulders became somewhat hunched.

Less than three minutes.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Lin Chen had become a middle-aged man with thinning hair, puffy eyes, and a haggard face.

This was the information on a senior researcher at Xinghai Company that he had Ye Qingcheng look up during the day when he was at Ye's Group.

The researcher's name is Liu Jian. He just left the park at 8 p.m. tonight.

Lin Chen took out a pair of black-rimmed glasses from the glove compartment, put them on, opened the car door, and stepped into the night.

He even perfectly replicated Liu Jian's walking posture, which was caused by long hours of desk work, resulting in a forward-leaning neck and a dragging gait.

Five minutes later, Lin Chen arrived at the main gate of the Xinghai R&D Center.

The gate was tightly closed, and two armed security personnel stood at the entrance.

Lin Chen swaggered over.

"Halt! Who goes there?"

The security guard on the left cautiously placed his hand on the stun baton at his waist.

Lin Chen raised his head and complained in an extremely impatient voice with a heavy nasal tone.

"It's me, Liu Jian. I just got home and realized I left my USB drive in the lab. I need it for a meeting tomorrow morning, so I have to go in and get it."

The security guard recognized Lin Chen's face by the light of the street lamp; it was indeed Engineer Liu, who always had a stern face.

"Engineer Liu, what time is it? According to regulations, after 11 o'clock, anyone entering must swipe their card and register."

The security guard pointed to the access control card reader next to him.

"Okay, okay, you're so annoying."

Lin Chen muttered to himself as he approached the card reader.

He didn't have Liu Jian's access card at all.

But the instant he approached the card reader, [God-level Magic Hand Speed] was activated.

His left hand rummaged in his pocket for the so-called access card, while his right hand casually propped up the side of the card reader.

In that mere fraction of a second of contact, a tiny signal hijacking patch, smaller than a fingernail, was precisely affixed to the card reader coil housing of the card reader.

This patch was made in advance by Lin Chen using hacking techniques; it can instantly simulate the highest-level RFID radio frequency signal.

"Beep - Permission confirmed."

The card reader lit up with a green light, and the door slowly slid open.

The two security guards didn't see Lin Chen's movements clearly at all; they only assumed that he swiped his card through his clothes in his pocket.

Lin Chen walked into the building without looking back.

After entering the lobby on the first floor, Lin Chen avoided all the surveillance cameras.

With his god-level mastery of physics and architecture, every blind spot of the cameras was crystal clear in his mind.

Instead of taking the elevator, he went down the fire escape to the third basement level.

Pushing open the fire door on the third basement level, a 30-meter-long metal passageway comes into view.

The passageway was deserted, but Lin Chen knew that this was the most dangerous place.

This is an infrared laser network channel.

No beam of light is visible to the naked eye, but any object passing through it will instantly trigger an alarm, immediately locking the heavy-duty blast doors at both ends of the passage and releasing tear gas.

Lin Chen stood at the entrance of the passage and activated [God-level Physics Mastery].

In his line of sight, the once empty passage was instantly filled with a dense array of red lightning rays.

These lightning rays refracted back and forth between the transmitters and receivers on both sides of the wall, forming a deadly net with no blind spots.

Even a fly flying by would cut off the signal.

Lin Chen remained calm.

He took something out of his pocket.

It was a small round makeup mirror that he casually took when he passed by the women's restroom on the first floor.

Lin Chen's brain was working like a supercomputer.

Refractive index, optical path angle, receiver sensing threshold, and laser emission frequency difference.

Countless physical data converged in his mind.

He crouched down and precisely wedged the small makeup mirror into a metal gap in the lower left corner of the passage entrance.

The angle is tilted at 34.5 degrees.

"Click."

Just this one tiny movement.

The mirror precisely reflected the main laser beam from the bottom layer, which then struck the mirrored tiles on the other side of the ceiling, triggering a chain reaction of refraction.

The originally airtight laser net was torn open in the middle of the passage by the change in the main optical path, creating an irregular gap that was only wide enough for one person to pass through sideways!

Lin Chen stood up.

He unleashed "God-level Parkour," pushing his flexibility and control to the limits of human capability.

He neither crawled nor rolled over.

He strolled into the passageway as if he were taking a walk in his own backyard.

Turn to the side, tuck in your stomach, tilt your head, and slide.

Every movement was precise to the millimeter level; his clothes didn't even get brushed against the edge of the laser beam.

Lin Chen traversed the 30-meter-long "death tunnel" in just 20 seconds.

He stood at the end of the passage, glanced back at the still-operating laser net, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Turn around.

A heavy alloy door blocked his way.

There were no handles on the door, only an extremely complex electronic lock panel.

Fingerprint recognition, iris scanning, and a dynamic password that refreshes every 30 seconds. Triple locking.

This is the core computer room of Xinghai New Materials.