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

The closure of the Wangfujing Hotel signifies the beginning of the collapse of the old order of Beijing's high society, and the quiet establishment of a new order.

Lin Chen ignored the chaotic rumors and gossip, and paid no attention to how Xiao Zhen and Chu Tianxiong were frantically trying to clean up the mess.

For him, that was just an appetizer.

The true objective has always been the core lifeline of the Sky Dome Group.

Inside the safe house in the Su family compound, Lin Chen inserted the USB drive into the computer, and hundreds of encrypted files immediately appeared on the screen.

These documents are clearly the ledgers of the Sky Dome Group's underground money laundering network in Beijing and even across the country, as well as a list of its core members.

Among the most noteworthy are several detailed documents about "Aoyama Mental Hospital".

"Qingshan Mental Hospital?"

Su Qingge frowned as she looked at the information on the screen.

She knew Lin Chen was investigating the Sky Dome Group, but she never expected it would involve a mental hospital.

Lin Chen's eyes were cold and sharp as he pointed to a line of small print on the screen.

"On the surface, this is a high-end private hospital that treats severely mentally ill patients, but in reality, its three underground floors are the core money laundering hub of the Sky Dome Group."

"A money laundering hub?"

Su Qingge's expression turned serious.

As a criminal investigator, she was well aware of the importance of money laundering to a criminal organization.

This is similar to an artery in the human body; once it is severed, the entire tissue loses its blood supply and quickly becomes paralyzed.

"That's right."

Lin Chen tapped on the table.

"According to the data on the USB drive, there is an extremely complex server cluster on the third basement floor of this mental hospital, which processes up to tens of billions of dollars in illicit funds every day. All transaction records and fund flows are in those servers."

"Then what are we waiting for?!"

Su Qingge suddenly stood up, her eyes flashing with thunderous rage.

"Immediately mobilize SWAT teams and launch a direct assault! Take down this money laundering operation!"

Lin Chen shook his head. He activated [God-level Hacking Technology] and [God-level Physics Mastery], and the internal structure diagram of Qingshan Mental Hospital, as well as the complex power system and network cabling diagram, instantly appeared on the screen.

"Qingge, it's not that simple."

Lin Chen pointed to several red warning dots on the screen.

"The Sky Dome Group has long been fully prepared for this kind of place."

"Look here, all the servers are connected to an independent emergency power supply system and data destruction device."

"As long as the hospital's main power supply is cut off, or it is attacked in any way, all the data inside will be automatically destroyed within three seconds, leaving no trace."

Su Qingge's face turned pale instantly.

"Data destruction? Wouldn't that mean all our efforts have been wasted?"

Therefore, we cannot launch a direct attack.

A cold glint flashed in Lin Chen's eyes.

"Someone has to sneak in and physically obtain the server's motherboard, or make a copy of the core data before the data is destroyed."

"sneak into?"

Su Qingge looked at Lin Chen, her eyes filled with worry.

"This kind of place is heavily guarded, and the staff inside are probably not ordinary people."

"That's too dangerous!"

"I'll do it."

Lin Chen spoke calmly, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

"you?!"

Su Qingge's heart jumped.

"No! It's too dangerous! You are..."

She wanted to say, "You are a national security advisor," but felt that the title seemed too inadequate in this context.

"I am the most suitable candidate."

Lin Chen looked at Su Qingge with confidence in his eyes.

"I can perfectly impersonate anyone, and my hacking skills allow me to directly infiltrate their systems and create a perfect identity for myself."

"But……"

Su Qingge wanted to say something more, but Lin Chen had already begun to act.

He walked to the center of the room and activated [God-level Disguise] and [God-level Bone Micro-adjustment].

Under Su Qingge's shocked gaze, Lin Chen's facial muscles began to undergo subtle changes. His cheekbones rose slightly, his eye sockets sunken, and his originally bright eyes became somewhat cloudy.

His spine made a faint "clicking" sound, his height decreased slightly, and his figure became hunched.

In just a few minutes, the once handsome and dashing Lin Chen transformed into a haggard, listless, and frail "patient."

He even deliberately adjusted his breathing rate, making it short and rapid, as if he were about to fall into some kind of madness at any moment.

"This...this is simply unbelievable!" Su Qingge looked at the completely unfamiliar "Lin Chen" in front of her. Although she had seen him a few times before, she was still too shocked to speak.

Lin Chen looked in the mirror and smiled with satisfaction.

He even used "god-level micro-expression control" to adjust his facial expressions, making them look full of paranoia and unease.

"Next, I need a perfect identity."

As Lin Chen spoke, he sat back down in front of the computer, his hands flying across the keyboard.

[God-level hacking skills] Instant startup.

Lin Chen hacked into the household registration system of the suburban public security bureau in Beijing, as well as the medical record databases of several large mental hospitals.

He fabricated a flawless false identity for himself: a man in his thirties named "Chen Lin" who suffered from severe paranoid schizophrenia, had a history of violence, was divorced, had no relatives or friends, and was sent to the hospital by the community street office.

This identity not only meets the criteria for admitting "severely mentally ill patients" at Aoyama Mental Hospital, but also excludes any possible social relationships, perfectly preventing outside investigation.

Lin Chen even used his "god-level hacking skills" to perfectly implant this fake identity into the admission system of Qingshan Mental Hospital, and even forged an admission application signed by a "family member".

"Done."

Lin Chen clapped his hands, a playful smile on his face.

Looking at the medical record of "Chen Lin" on the screen, and Lin Chen's completely unfamiliar face, Su Qingge felt both worried and admiring.

This man always exceeded her expectations.

That afternoon, an ambulance bearing the words "Beijing Mental Health Center" sped into Qingshan Mental Hospital.

Lin Chen, no, the current "Chen Lin", was restrained to a stretcher with straps by two "medical staff", his eyes staring blankly at the ceiling.

He also occasionally uttered some incoherent mutterings, which sounded like cursing or talking to himself.

As soon as the ambulance came to a stop, Lin Chen's [Sin Buster System] radar suddenly flashed with extremely dense red light!

"Ding! A large number of targets with a crime value exceeding 100 have been detected!"

"Ding! A large number of targets with a crime value exceeding 100 have been detected!"

"Ding! A large number of targets with a crime value exceeding 100 have been detected!"

The incessant alarms blared wildly in Lin Chen's mind, causing him to experience a ringing in his ears.

He knew that this meant there were at least dozens of fugitives around who had committed murder or were extremely heinous crimes!

His gaze swept over the "doctors" and "caregivers" in white coats with indifferent expressions.

With the aid of [God-level Insight], he could clearly see the ferocity and cruelty hidden deep in their eyes.

The doctors and caregivers here are not medical professionals at all, but a group of desperados in disguise!

Qingshan Mental Hospital is less a hospital and more a paradise for criminals and a den of money laundering!

"Patient, this way please."

A burly "caregiver" roughly pulled Lin Chen off the stretcher and shoved him forward.

Lin Chen did not resist; he simply cooperated silently, his eyes unfocused, and he continued to utter incoherent babbling.

His god-level micro-expression control allowed him to perfectly disguise himself as a real mental patient, and no one could see through his disguise.

He was led into a private hospital room. The room was small, containing only a simple hospital bed and a toilet.

The windows were welded shut with iron bars, the walls were painted a glaring white, and there was a strong smell of disinfectant and medicine.

"Stay put, or you'll regret it!"

The caregiver gave a harsh warning, then slammed the door shut, locking Lin Chen inside.

The ward fell into a deathly silence.

Lin Chen slowly walked to the window and looked out at the gloomy sky through the iron bars.

A cold smile curved at the corners of his mouth.

The hunt has begun.

Sky Dome Group, do you think you can rest easy by disguising this place as a mental hospital?

Do you think you can stop me by disguising these outlaws as medical staff?

wrong.

I will show you what true despair is.

He turned around, lay down on the cold hospital bed, closed his eyes, and began to plan his next move in his mind.

This seemingly peaceful mental hospital is about to be engulfed in a bloody storm.

And he was at the center of this storm.