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

Scarface's maniacal laughter echoed in the private room, making the crystal chandelier on the ceiling buzz.

The dozen or so thugs behind him burst into laughter, looking at Lin Chen as if he were a fool who had just escaped from a mental hospital.

Faced with the room full of jeers and the impending blow of a wine bottle, Lin Chen didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

His expression remained calm, but his right thumb, which was under the table, quietly traced a few lines on the phone screen at a speed that was almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

[God-level hacking skills], activated silently.

The attacker hacked into the bank's front-end server, modified the displayed data of individual accounts, and then forged an official-style SMS notification...

For Lin Chen now, all of this is simpler than breathing.

three.

two.

One.

Lin Chen finished counting in his mind.

"bite--"

A crisp text message notification sound suddenly rang out in the noisy private room.

The sound wasn't loud, but it instantly stopped everyone's wild laughter.

Everyone's eyes instinctively turned to the source of the sound—Scarface's phone.

The smile on Scarface's face was still frozen.

He glanced down at the lit screen with disdain, muttering curses under his breath.

"Damn it, which blind fool is it now..."

However, the next second.

The smile on his face was as if it had been frozen instantly by liquid nitrogen at minus two hundred degrees Celsius.

Those fierce eyes were fixed on the phone screen, their pupils shrinking to the size of pinpoints in an instant.

On the screen, a text message from the bank's official number was clearly visible:

[Dear Mr. Li Hu, your savings account ending in 8888 experienced a balance change at XX:XX. Your current available balance is 0.00 yuan. All your assets have been frozen by judicial authorities. Please contact us for details…]

zero?

freeze?

Scarface's mind went blank with a buzz.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, held the phone up to his face, and checked it word by word repeatedly.

That's right.

It is zero.

That eight-figure bank account that he was so proud of, enough to make him feel invincible in Jiangcheng, has turned into a cold and glaring zero!

How is that possible?!

How the hell is this possible?!

He suddenly looked up at the young man who remained seated calmly, his expression indifferent.

There was no phone call, no operation, not even a finger was moved.

Just a casual remark, and all the wealth he had worked so hard for half his life vanished in an instant?

This is not something humans can do!

This is a power that cannot be explained by money or authority!

"Thump!"

Extreme fear instantly overwhelmed Scarface's reason.

His pride and courage shattered at that moment, more completely than shards of glass on the ground.

His legs buckled, and he fell uncontrollably to his knees, his knees hitting the hard marble floor with a dull thud.

"M-M-M-Boss! I was wrong!"

Scarface scrambled to Lin Chen's feet, grabbed his trouser leg, and wept uncontrollably, all traces of his earlier arrogance gone.

"I was blind to your greatness! I'm nothing but a fart! Please, be magnanimous and let me go!"

The dozen or so thugs who had been so aggressive just moments before were now completely dumbfounded.

They stood frozen in place, bottles in hand, their sinister smiles contorted into a look of utter horror, as if they had all been frozen in place.

Their leader, Scarface, who ran rampant in the west of the city and killed without blinking an eye, just like that... knelt down?

She cried like a 300-pound child.

Lin Chen looked down at Scarface, who was trembling like a leaf at his feet, his eyes showing no emotion.

He simply kicked his leg lightly, his tone indifferent.

"Boat ticket".

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes!"

Scarface felt like he'd been granted a pardon. He scrambled to his feet and rushed to the safe inside the private room, frantically entering the password.

"Clatter".

He opened the safe and carefully took out an exquisite mahogany box.

He held the box above his head with both hands and respectfully handed it to Lin Chen.

Lin Chen opened the box.

Inside lay two completely black cards with gold foil embossed on the edges, each embroidered with a cruise ship cutting through the waves in gold thread, exuding luxury and mystery.

"Sir, this...this is a VVIP invitation, the highest level!"

Scarface stood to the side, bowing and scraping as he explained, his voice trembling.

"With this card, you're practically royalty on the 'Poseidon,' enjoying top-notch service and absolutely... absolutely no restrictions whatsoever!"

Lin Chen picked up the two invitations and casually put them in his pocket.

He slowly stood up, straightened his collar, and turned to leave.

From beginning to end, he didn't glance at the terrified thugs again.

Only after Lin Chen's figure completely disappeared at the door of the private room did the terrifying aura that had made everyone breathless slowly dissipate.

One of the thugs' legs buckled, and the wine bottle in his hand fell to the ground with a crash, shattering into pieces.

The crisp sound seemed to be a signal.

Everyone in the private room collapsed to the ground as if they had collapsed from exhaustion, panting heavily, their backs already soaked with cold sweat.

"Boss... what do we do now?"

A trusted aide asked, trembling.

After being stabbed to death, Scarface, looking utterly dejected, pulled out his phone and tremblingly opened the banking app.

The next second, he looked at the long string of familiar numbers on the screen, not a single one missing, and tears streamed down his face again.

But instead of feeling any joy at regaining what he had lost, he cried even more desperately.

He knew that the man had just been playing a little joke on him.

A joke that can bankrupt him in a second, or restore him to his original state in a second.

This kind of extraordinary ability to manipulate events at will is ten thousand times more terrifying than simply killing him!

……

Municipal Bureau, Emergency Meeting Room.

When Lin Chen casually tossed two gold-embossed VVIP invitations onto the conference table, the air in the entire conference room seemed to freeze.

Lu Zhenhua picked up an invitation card, his eyes filled with awe as he looked at its exquisite craftsmanship and heavy weight.

He couldn't imagine how Lin Chen had managed to obtain the admission ticket—which even the police couldn't handle—from that ruthless Scarface in such a short time.

"Good! Well done!"

Lu Zhenhua slammed his hand on the table, his eyes flashing with an unprecedented light.

"I hereby declare the 'Wrath of the Sea God' operation officially launched!"

He pointed to the luxury cruise ship named "Poseidon" on the big screen, his voice firm and resolute.

"Operation Core: Board the ship, infiltrate the server room located at the ship's core, implant the 'Sky Eye' virus developed by our cyber police, and completely lock down the mastermind behind the 'Golden House' and track all fund flows!"

"This operation is extremely dangerous; it must be a fatal strike!"

Lu Zhenhua's gaze swept across the entire room, finally landing on Lin Chen.

"Lin Chen will serve as the core undercover agent for this operation, boarding the ship as a mysterious, extravagant tycoon to get close to the target."

"For the sake of the operation's legitimacy and to deal with any unforeseen circumstances that may occur on board, you need a female companion as cover."

Lu Zhenhua paused for a moment, then stated his request.

"This female companion must possess a noble demeanor, be worthy of your status; be agile, able to protect yourself or even provide support in critical moments; and be calm and collected, able to perfectly handle any unexpected situation."

The voice just fell.

"I'll go."

A clear, firm voice rang out in the conference room.

Su Qingge stood up without the slightest hesitation.

Her beautiful phoenix eyes stared directly at Lu Zhenhua, her gaze unwavering, revealing only the resolute determination and sense of responsibility befitting the head of the Major Crimes Unit.

"No!"

Li Mingyu almost instinctively jumped up and loudly objected.

"Chief! It's too dangerous! What kind of place is the 'Poseidon'? It's full of desperados! What if something happens to Qingge, a woman, on board?!"

He had an "righteous and awe-inspiring" look on his face, as if he was genuinely concerned for Su Qingge's safety.

However, Su Qingge didn't even glance at him.

Her gaze remained quietly fixed on Lin Chen.

That look seemed to say: I believe in you, and please believe in me too.