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

The suffocating feeling of escaping death still lingers in the hearts of every SWAT team member.

The atmosphere inside the warehouse was extremely oppressive.

Everyone stood frozen like wooden figures, not daring to move an inch.

The land beneath their feet was no longer a safe haven, but a minefield of death that could blow them to pieces at any moment.

"Consultant Lin... what do we do now?"

Li Mingyu's voice was trembling, and cold sweat slid down his forehead and dripped onto the ground. He didn't even dare to wipe it away.

Su Qingge gripped her gun tightly, her palms sweating profusely. It was the first time she had felt such a strong sense of powerlessness during a mission.

This high-tech physical trap is completely beyond the scope of conventional policing.

"What should we do?"

Lin Chen glanced at them, his eyes looking at them as if they were a bunch of country bumpkins who had never seen the world.

"Of course, we'll take these little toys apart."

After saying that, he ignored everyone's reactions and walked straight to a tool table in the corner of the warehouse.

Amidst everyone's horrified gazes, Lin Chen began to stroll leisurely through the warehouse filled with bombs.

His steps seemed casual, but every step was perfectly executed, precisely avoiding all pressure points.

He picked up a welding torch from the workbench, found some insulating tape and a few wires, and then, like a repairman, squatted down and began operating the first sensor at his feet.

He first used a welding torch to melt a small hole in the sensor's casing, then precisely inserted a wire, seemingly connecting some internal circuit, causing the sensor to temporarily short-circuit and malfunction.

Next, he tightly wrapped the device with insulating tape, completely eliminating the possibility of it being triggered.

The whole process was smooth and effortless, without the slightest hesitation, as if he were not defusing a bomb, but assembling a child's toy.

In less than ten minutes, he had physically silenced all of the more than one hundred sensor bombs on the warehouse floor using this simple, brutal, and outrageously efficient method.

"Okay, we're safe now."

Lin Chen threw down the tools in his hand and clapped his hands.

"Now you can run and jump freely."

The SWAT team members looked at each other, and finally, it was the young SWAT officer who had been saved by Lin Chen who mustered up his courage, tentatively lifted his foot, and then landed heavily.

Nothing happened.

"call--!"

A huge, relieved sigh instantly filled the warehouse.

The way everyone looked at Lin Chen had completely changed.

If before it was awe and worship, now it is utter adoration, an adoration of non-human beings.

"What are you waiting for? Keep searching!"

Su Qingge was the first to react and immediately regained her composure as a commander. However, in her eyes when she looked at Lin Chen, there was a hint of infatuation and dependence that she herself was unaware of.

With the crisis averted, the search operation resumed.

This time, the technicians were much more careful, almost crawling on the ground, using magnifying glasses and brushes to search for clues bit by bit.

However, this "Phantom" gang was clearly a top-notch counter-surveillance expert. The entire warehouse was cleaned spotless, leaving not a single fingerprint or hair behind, except for the heavy equipment.

"Report: No findings found in Area A."

"Report: No findings found in Area B."

"Report: The hard drive of the C-zone spectrometer has been physically destroyed and the data cannot be recovered."

One bad news after another arrived, making the atmosphere at the scene heavy once again.

Just when everyone was at a loss and ready to declare the search a failure, Lin Chen, as if nothing had happened, strolled over to a large laser engraving machine at the deepest part of the warehouse with his hands behind his back.

This machine looks newer than the other equipment, and is clearly a core piece of equipment for the "Phantom" gang.

Lin Chen didn't touch the machine itself; his gaze was drawn to a tiny gap where the machine's base connected to the ground.

He slowly crouched down and activated [God-level Insight]!

In his field of vision, the crack was magnified infinitely, and he could clearly see that at the deepest part of the crack, there was a piece of metal-shimmering debris, hundreds of times smaller than a fingernail.

That piece of debris was so small that even the most sophisticated surveying equipment might miss it.

Lin Chen extended two fingers, and a faint glow appeared at the fingertips, which was the exquisite control of the internal energy release of the [Grandmaster-level Fighting Technique].

He carefully "stitched" the tiny fragment out of the crack.

He placed the crumbs on his fingertips, held them up to the light, and squinted slightly.

[Divine Treasure Appraisal] is now open!

[God-level Microscopic Carving/Forgery Techniques] Unlocked!

hum!

In an instant, that piece of debris was magnified tens of thousands of times in his eyes!

He saw that on that metal cross-section of less than 0.1 millimeters, an extremely complex and exquisite microscopic pattern, as dazzling as snowflakes, was carved using a technology that surpassed the limits of human craftsmanship!

It's a unique, spiraling, radiating Baroque-style scrollwork!

"I see."

A knowing, cold smile slowly crept onto Lin Chen's lips.

"Consultant Lin, have you made any discoveries?"

Li Mingyu had been secretly following behind Lin Chen. Seeing him staring blankly at thin air, he couldn't help but ask curiously.

Lin Chen did not answer, but instead spread out his palm, showing everyone the almost invisible fragment.

"What is this? Dust?"

Li Mingyu stared wide-eyed, but couldn't see anything clearly.

"idiot."

Lin Chen cursed without any politeness, and then explained slowly:

"This isn't dust; it's fragments of Fabergé eggshells."

"A Fabergé Easter egg?"

Su Qingge was taken aback upon hearing this. She had heard of this name before. It referred to a series of extremely luxurious jewelry and handicrafts made for the royal family by Fabergé, the royal jeweler of Tsarist Russia. Each piece was priceless and a treasure in the history of world art.

"That's right."

Lin Chen's eyes sharpened.

"The micro-engraved patterns on this fragment are unique anti-counterfeiting features that Fabergé specially engraved on the inner wall of the egg to prevent counterfeiting."

This technique has been lost to the world today.

He paused, his gaze sweeping across the room, before dropping a bombshell conclusion.

"The 'Phantom' gang stole the bronze cauldron not for money, but to use the 'shape memory alloy' inside as raw material to forge a perfect 'Fabergé Egg'!"

"Their real target is the 'Crown of the Empire,' a coronation egg of Tsar Nicholas II worth five billion yuan, which was purchased overseas by the Ye Group and is intended to be donated to the National Museum!" The preview will be held tomorrow at the Beijing International Auction House.

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Mingyu's face turned as white as paper!

"Advisor Lin...you mean...they're going to...swap the real item for a fake one at tomorrow's auction?!"

Li Mingyu's voice even changed tone.

"That egg was under the full security of the Beijing police! The security level was the highest! If... if that egg were stolen right under our noses, the Beijing police would completely lose face!"

"Shameful?"

Lin Chen sneered and casually flicked the piece of debris away.

"With me here, they won't even be able to touch an eggshell."

"Tomorrow, I'll personally go and meet these 'Phantoms'."

His tone was calm, yet it exuded an air of domineering arrogance.