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

As night fell, Qingshan Mental Hospital fell into a deathly silence.

The only sounds in the corridor were the faint footsteps of nurses on patrol, and the occasional low groans or frantic roars coming from the wards.

The "patients" here seem to have long been accustomed to this oppressive and hopeless life.

The private room where Lin Chen was located was also shrouded in darkness.

He lay on the bed with his eyes closed and his breathing steady, like a real mental patient who had fallen into a deep sleep under the influence of medication.

However, his brain was working at high speed, like a sophisticated instrument, capturing all the information around him.

He knew that tonight, he would welcome his first "guest".

Sure enough, around 11 p.m., the ward door was opened with a "click".

A beam of flashlight shone instantly on Lin Chen's face, the blinding light causing him to squint instinctively.

A man wearing a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses walked in.

He was thin and pale, and looked refined, but his eyes revealed a shrewdness and sinister ruthlessness that could not be ignored.

He held an old pocket watch in his hand, its chain gleaming faintly in the lamplight.

This man was the chief money laundering expert of the Sky Dome Group, codenamed "Abacus".

He was extremely cautious and was accustomed to personally conducting a "psychological assessment" of every new patient.

He knew that if an undercover agent infiltrated, it would be a fatal blow to the entire money laundering network.

He believed that no undercover agent could keep the secret under his hypnotic interrogation.

"Chen Lin?"

The abacus made a deep, magnetic sound, carrying a strange, soothing power.

"I am your attending physician, my name is Li Wei."

He walked to the bedside, pulled up a chair and sat down, then gently shook his pocket watch.

The pocket watch drew graceful arcs before Lin Chen's eyes, emitting a soft "tick-tock" sound, as if urging him to relax and enter a certain frequency.

"Look at this pocket watch, relax your body, relax your mind."

The sound of the abacus became softer, like a warm current trying to penetrate into the depths of Lin Chen's consciousness.

Tell me, why have you come here?

"Trying to hypnotize me?"

A barely perceptible sneer curled at the corner of Lin Chen's mouth.

Although his eyes were closed, his god-like insight allowed him to clearly "see" every movement and every micro-expression of the abacus.

He knew that the abacus was using his voice and the swinging of his pocket watch to try to lull him into a deep hypnotic state in order to extract his true purpose for sneaking in.

Lin Chen did not resist; he chose to play along.

He activated [God-level Psychological Profiling] and [God-level Hypnosis], and at the same time, his pupils trembled at an extremely peculiar frequency, very discreetly beneath his eyelids!

This is a kind of "reverse visual hypnosis" that is a hundred times more sophisticated than the abacus!

The frequency of Lin Chen's pupil tremors, combined with his current disguise as a "mentally ill patient" and the high level of concentration he was under during the abacus hypnosis, created an extremely subtle resonance.

This resonance doesn't directly attack the abacus's consciousness, but rather acts like an invisible hook, silently seducing the abacus's subconscious and pulling it into the trap set by Lin Chen.

He deliberately feigned a hypnotic, dazed state, his body trembling slightly, and uttering some incoherent babbling.

"I...I came here...to find my cat..."

A smug smile crept onto Suanpan's lips.

He thought Lin Chen was completely under his control and started talking nonsense.

"Your cat?"

The sound of the abacus was seductive.

Where is your cat? What's its name?

"My cat... its name is... its name is 'Little Money'..."

Lin Chen continued to ramble on, but the frequency of his pupil tremors was quietly increasing.

Looking into Lin Chen's cloudy eyes, Suanpan suddenly felt a wave of dizziness.

The pocket watch swaying before his eyes no longer seemed like a pocket watch, but a huge vortex that was constantly sucking his consciousness into it.

The surrounding scenery began to distort, the walls of the ward undulated like waves, and an inexplicable and eerie atmosphere permeated the air.

In just ten seconds, the abacus's body stiffened.

His eyes became vacant, and the pocket watch in his hand stopped swinging and fell limply to his side.

He sat there blankly, like a puppet whose soul had been taken away.

Lin Chen knew he had succeeded.

He sat up straight with remarkable ease, and his previously cloudy eyes instantly became clear and sharp.

He looked at the "abacus" in front of him, which he had reversed, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Hand over the abacus, the access code for the third basement level, and the iris verification code."

Lin Chen's voice was deep and captivating, carrying an unquestionable command.

The abacus, like a puppet, obediently opened its mouth and uttered an extremely complex code in a mechanical voice.

"The password is... a combination of six groups of sixteen numbers and letters..."

He read out the long and complicated code in detail, each character perfectly accurate.

"Iris verification."

Lin Chen continued to give orders.

Suanpan raised his hand woodenly and took out a specially made small box from the pocket of his white coat.

Inside the box, there was a pair of contact lenses.

"This is...this is my custom-made contact lens...it contains a copy of my iris data..."

The abacus explained mechanically.

Lin Chen picked up his contact lenses and smiled with satisfaction.

With these, he could enter the third underground level without any hindrance.

"Now, forget everything that just happened."

Lin Chen looked at the abacus and spoke again.

"All you remember is that I was an incurable mental patient, you conducted a routine psychological evaluation on me, and then you left satisfied."

Lin Chen snapped his fingers.

"Snapped!"

Suanpan's body trembled violently, and his empty eyes instantly regained focus.

He looked at Lin Chen, who was still "dazed" in front of him, and a smug smile appeared on his lips again.

He stood up, put the pocket watch back in his pocket, picked up the flashlight, and turned to leave the ward.

"An incurable madman."

Suanpan thought to himself silently, a hint of disdain on his face.

He had no recollection of what had just happened and only thought Lin Chen was a complete madman; his psychological assessment was highly successful.

The ward door was closed again, plunging the room into darkness once more.

Lin Chen's eyes instantly regained their clarity.

He looked at the contact lens in his hand, a playful smile curving his lips.

Abacus, do you think you're so clever?

You're far from being able to manipulate my mind.

He carefully put away his contact lenses, then lay back down on the bed and closed his eyes.

Next, it's time to infiltrate the third basement level and completely dismantle this money laundering operation.

The hunt is about to reach its climax.