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

Abandoned meteorological observation tower in Xishan.

In the early morning after the rain stopped, there was a biting chill in the air.

This observation tower, built in the 1980s, stands alone on the mountaintop, its red and white stripes on the exterior walls long since peeled off, and its rusty iron gate tightly closed.

Su Qingge made a hand gesture.

Two fully armed special police officers approached the iron gate from the left and right, and a hydraulic door breacher precisely jammed into the keyhole.

"Bang!"

A dull, metallic tearing sound exploded in the night.

The heavy iron door was forced open, and six beams of light from tactical flashlights instantly pierced into the dark space inside the tower.

"Safety!"

"The first floor is safe!"

"The second floor is safe!"

The tactical reports from the special police were transmitted back via walkie-talkie.

Su Qingge gripped her sidearm and followed the assault team, advancing rapidly.

Lin Chen walked at the very back, his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker.

He didn't even draw his gun, and the [God-level Danger Perception] didn't issue any alarms, which meant there wasn't a single living creature in the tower.

Li Mingyu, holding a gun, nervously followed beside Lin Chen, the muzzle swaying left and right, as if afraid someone might jump out from some dark corner.

"Advisor Lin, there's not a soul in sight here. Are you sure that pervert named Chu Feng is hiding here?"

Li Mingyu asked in a low voice.

Lin Chen didn't even glance at him, and went straight up the rusty iron staircase to the observation room on the top floor.

"I didn't say he was hiding here."

Lin Chen's footsteps echoed in the empty tower.

"I said this is his data aggregation node."

"This kind of highly intelligent antisocial personality would not put their physical body in a fixed target position where they could be eliminated at any time."

The door to the top-floor observation room was ajar.

Lin Chen pushed open the door.

A strong smell of heat from electronic components wafted over.

The observation room, which should have been abandoned, has been transformed into an extremely professional miniature data center.

Three supercomputers, running at full capacity, were placed against the wall, their cooling fans emitting a piercing roar.

Countless thick data cables climbed up the wall, all the way to the huge abandoned radar antenna on the outside of the tower.

Su Qingge stepped forward, her face turning ashen as she stared at the frantically scrolling data stream on the screen.

"He is using the high vantage point of this tower to capture meteorological monitoring data from the entire city, and then using these supercomputers to perform real-time modeling."

Su Qingge has extremely high professional skills and saw through the layout of the place at a glance.

Just then.

The screen of the largest monitor in the middle suddenly flickered.

The scrolling code vanished instantly, replaced by an eerie red light.

Immediately afterwards, an image of a man appeared on the screen.

The man was wearing a black waterproof windbreaker and an extremely exaggerated gas mask, revealing only his bloodshot eyes.

The background is a white bulkhead, and with the slight shaking of the screen, extremely faint background noise can be heard.

"storm."

Lin Chen looked at the screen and called out his code name.

The man on the screen paused for a moment, then let out a piercing laugh processed by an electronic voice changer.

"Hahahaha! Lin Chen! I heard the boss of Xinghai mention you. He said you're a tough cop to deal with."

The sound of the storm was like fingernails scraping against glass, extremely unsettling.

"You're quite clever to have found my transit point so quickly and seen through my microclimate killing scheme."

He leaned closer to the screen, the gas mask's filter canister almost touching the lens.

"But you're too slow! You mortals have no idea how wonderful the power of nature is! That money-grubbing trash like Wang Defa, and those parasites from Tianhe New Energy who leech off the city, they should have died long ago!"

Enraged, Li Mingyu drew his gun and roared at the screen from three meters away.

"Stop playing dumb here! If you've got the guts, come out and fight me one-on-one! What kind of man hides behind the screen?!"

Storm completely ignored Li Mingyu's clamor, his gaze fixed on Lin Chen outside the screen.

"Lin Chen, you can't stop me."

"I have mastered the power of the gods, and I will purify this filthy business world! This is divine retribution! It is nature's punishment of humanity!"

Lin Chen stood still, his hands still in his pockets.

He watched the raging storm on the screen, a cold, extremely mocking smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

[God-level Micro-expression Analysis] Activated.

[God-level Hearing Ability] Activated.

"The power of the gods?"

Lin Chen's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a kind of oppressive feeling that pierced directly into the soul.

"Chu Feng, 35 years old, a loser who was fired from the National Meteorological Bureau."

"You can't even control your own emotions, yet you dare to dream of controlling God?"

The storm's laughter abruptly stopped.

Lin Chen took a step forward, his gaze as sharp as a knife, cutting through the disguise of the man on the screen.

"Your left shoulder is slightly lowered, and your body weight keeps shifting between your feet while you speak. This is to counteract the irregular swaying of your feet."

"The white bulkhead in your background has an anti-salt spray coating, and there is an extremely faint low-frequency hum in the image."

Lin Chen stared at Feng Bao's bloodshot eyes.

"You are not in Jiangcheng City."

"You're hiding in a yacht at sea."

Storm's pupils contracted sharply behind the gas mask.

Lin Chen didn't stop, continuing to unleash his attacks, each word piercing the heart.

"Moreover, your outburst just now couldn't hide your inner weakness."

"You don't dare to take off your gas mask not to look cool, but because you have an extreme lack of security."

"Your theory of 'weaponizing weather' is not as perfect as you claim."

"You have to rely on massive amounts of ground data and only under extremely harsh heat island effects can you catalyze localized torrential rains."

"Once you leave Jiangcheng City's unique topography and thermal field, your theory is just a pile of waste paper."

"So you can only stay in the coastal waters and don't dare to go far, right?"

silence.

The only sound in the observation room was the roar of the computer fans.

The storm on the screen was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on; its breathing suddenly became rapid, and its gas mask emitted a heavy "whoosh" sound.

His most prized theory, which he considered the foundation of a god, was shattered by Lin Chen with a mere flick of his wrist.

"What do you know! You know nothing!"

The sound of the storm completely lost its previous composure and turned into a hysterical roar.

"You idiots, you have no idea what I'm going to do next!"

He slammed his fist on the keyboard.

The screen instantly went black.

But a second before the screen went black, a line of blood-red, bold text popped up in the center of the screen.

[Tomorrow night at 8 PM, Jiangcheng City Sports Center, 50,000-seat open-air concert.]

I will unleash true divine punishment; let's see how you save yourself then!

The red text remained on the screen for three seconds, then the motherboards of the three supercomputers simultaneously emitted a loud bang, triggering the internal physical destruction process and producing a pungent plume of black smoke.

Su Qingge's face turned deathly pale as she looked at the words.

"A 50,000-person open-air concert..."

Su Qingge's voice trembled slightly.

"Tomorrow night is the Wuhan stop of popular singer Lin Jun's tour concert, and the tickets have already sold out."

"If he were to create a thunderstorm or torrential rain in such a densely populated area, it could trigger an extremely horrific stampede!"

Li Mingyu was so frightened that he could barely hold the gun steady.

"Fifty thousand people? Is this madman going to massacre the entire city?! Team Leader Su, we must immediately notify the city to cancel the concert!"

"It's too late."

Lin Chen stared at the smoking computer case, his eyes icy cold.

"The security approval and personnel deployment for the concert have been completed. If it is forcibly canceled now, the 50,000 enthusiastic fans who have already gathered outside the venue will not only not disperse, but will also cause even greater riots."

"He anticipated this, which is why he created this deadly trap."

Su Qingge turned to look at Lin Chen, her eyes filled with a pleading look.

"Lin Chen, what should we do?"

Lin Chen turned around and strode down the tower.

"Back to the station."

"Since he wants to play the divine retribution game, I'll teach him what it means for man to conquer nature."