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

Beijing, Tianqiong Group headquarters, top-floor panoramic conference room.

The heavy blackout curtains were drawn tightly, and the atmosphere in the conference room was so oppressive that it seemed as if water could drip from it.

Seated at the head of the huge oval conference table was Chu Tianxiong, the actual leader of the Tianqiong Group and its chairman.

He stared at the plummeting stock price of Xinghai New Materials Company on the big screen, as well as the financial report showing that the overseas accounts had been forcibly locked by a mysterious hacker. His face was terribly gloomy.

"Hundreds of billions of dollars, squandered by a mere policeman from Jiangcheng and a woman?"

Chu Tianxiong's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a chilling aura of authority that commanded respect.

The executives on both sides of the conference table were trembling with fear, not daring to utter a sound.

"Chairman Chu, that Lin Chen is no ordinary policeman. He not only disrupted the storm's weather plan, but also possesses extremely advanced hacking skills."

"We underestimated him."

A vice president in charge of security reported to his superiors, wiping away cold sweat.

Chu Tianxiong sneered and threw a document on the table.

"I don't care who he is. If he cuts off the Sky Dome Group's source of income, he must die."

Chu Tianxiong turned his head and looked at a man standing in the shadows in the corner of the conference room.

The man was dressed in a well-tailored black suit and was thin, but his posture resembled that of a deadly dagger that could be drawn at any moment.

He wore a half-black metal mask over his face, revealing only a pair of emotionless, dead fish eyes.

"Night Owl"

Chu Tianxiong spoke up.

The man in the shadows leaned forward slightly, his voice hoarse as if two pieces of sandpaper were rubbing together.

"Boss."

"Go to Jiangcheng City."

A ruthless glint flashed in Chu Tianxiong's eyes.

"Make sure this is handled cleanly. I want Lin Chen to know that there are some people he can't afford to mess with in his lifetime."

"clear."

The owl turned around and silently disappeared into the darkness.

As the top ace assassin and purser within the Sky Dome Group, Night Owl's hands are stained with the blood of countless business rivals.

He was an expert in all forms of assassination, infiltration, and psychological tactics.

He knew very well that the most foolish thing to do when dealing with a tough nut like Lin Chen, who had explosive combat skills and strong counter-surveillance capabilities, was to confront him head-on.

The ultimate skill of an assassin is to break down the target's psychological defenses.

The quickest way to destroy a powerful man is to destroy the woman beside him.

It was 11 p.m. at the Jiangcheng City Public Security Bureau, at the Forensic Identification Center.

The corridor outside was quiet; most of the police officers had already gone home after get off work.

The lights in the forensic lab were on.

Jiang Tingxue, dressed in a white lab coat with her long hair casually tied up behind her head, was bent over and standing next to the autopsy table, intently checking the autopsy slides from the recent cases under the microscope.

Her cool and beautiful face showed a hint of fatigue, but her eyes remained focused.

Since breaking through that barrier with Lin Chen, she has worked even harder.

She didn't want to be just a pretty face hiding behind a man; she wanted to use her professional knowledge to become Lin Chen's strongest support.

Only the row of shadowless lights above the autopsy table was lit in the forensic room, making the surrounding corners somewhat dim.

Jiang Tingxue was completely unaware that danger was imminent.

In the southwest corner of the ceiling of the forensic room, there is a central air conditioning vent for exhaust.

At this moment, the screws on the louvers of the vent were being unscrewed at an extremely slow and silent speed.

A hand wearing a black tight-fitting glove gently supported the louvered window that was about to fall, and silently moved it into the ventilation duct.

Immediately afterwards, a figure dressed in a full-black, tight-fitting stealth suit, like an upside-down bat, poked half of its body out of the ventilation vent.

Night owl.

His dead fish-like eyes, peering through the black mask, were fixed on Jiang Tingxue, who was working intently with her back to him.

A cruel sneer curled at the corner of Night Owl's mouth.

so easy.

In the eyes of a top-notch undercover expert like him, the police station's security was practically non-existent.

As long as he kidnaps this woman, severs her tendons, and hangs her in front of Lin Chen, he can enjoy the wonderful sight of that arrogant man breaking down and begging for mercy.

The owl gripped the edge of the vent with both hands and deftly flipped itself down.

His feet landed steadily on the ground less than two meters behind the dissection table, without making the slightest friction sound.

The owl slowly pulled a thin, long steel wire with a ghostly blue glow from its lower back.

This steel wire is coated with neurotoxins extracted from South American poison dart frogs.

If the skin is broken even slightly, the toxin will paralyze the target's entire body within three seconds, rendering them unable to resist, while simultaneously maintaining a conscious awareness of pain.

He approached Jiang Tingxue's back step by step.

Two meters.

one meter.

Half a meter.

Jiang Tingxue was still looking down at the microscope, completely unaware of the deadly threat behind her.

Night Owl raised his hands, taut the poisoned steel wire, and prepared to loop it directly around Jiang Tingxue's fair and slender swan neck.

At this critical moment!

"Snapped!"

The operating lights in the forensic lab suddenly went out without warning!

The entire room was instantly plunged into absolute darkness, where you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

Jiang Tingxue was startled and instinctively straightened up.

"Why is there a power outage?"

The owl froze abruptly, its heart pounding.

His intuition, honed from years of walking the line between life and death, told him that this was no ordinary power outage.

Just then, a chilling and mocking voice came from the darkness.

"You rat from the capital, do you think you can just touch my woman as you please?"

The sound seemed to come from all directions, carrying a suffocating sense of oppression that pierced the owl's eardrums.

The owl's pupils instantly contracted to the size of a pinhead.

Lin Chen!

How did he end up here?

How could he possibly have discovered my infiltration route?!