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

In the western suburbs of Beijing, there is a large auto repair shop that has been abandoned for many years.

Above ground, there are ruins and overgrown weeds, but deep underground, there is a hidden world.

This is a huge basement converted from an air-raid shelter, brightly lit and fully equipped with all kinds of sophisticated instruments and comfortable modern furniture.

The air was filled with the aroma of a blend of top-quality cigars and expensive champagne.

Three men dressed in black combat uniforms were sitting around a leather sofa, their faces beaming with the excitement of surviving a disaster and an uncontrollable ecstasy.

They are the core members of "Phantom," a top international art theft gang.

The man in the lead was as strong as a leopard, codenamed "Cheetah." He raised a glass of golden champagne to the other two, his voice filled with arrogant arrogance.

"Cheers! To our perfect art, and to the incompetence of those useless police officers in Beijing!"

"Hahaha! Boss, you're right! I still remember the look of shock and anger on that policewoman's face when she stormed in—it was absolutely spectacular!"

The petite and agile "Asuka" chirped in agreement.

"And that damn consultant Lin Chen,"

In the corner, a man with eyes as sinister as a snake, codenamed "Viper," snorted coldly.

"I thought he was some kind of superhuman, but look what happened. We took the stuff right under his nose, and he couldn't even utter a sound. I guess he's nothing special."

"Just a smooth talker!"

The cheetah downed the champagne in its glass in one gulp and laughed triumphantly.

"Once we hand this egg over to 'Ghost' and get the final payment, we'll head to the Maldives to enjoy the sun and sand! The Beijing police? They're probably still worrying about that empty display case we cut up!"

The three men looked at each other and burst into laughter, their laughter filled with contempt for their prey and arrogance at their own methods.

The cheetah picked up a specially made silver shockproof briefcase from the side and gently placed it on the coffee table, a hint of greed and fanaticism in its eyes.

"Come, let's admire this artwork worth five billion again!"

He carefully opened the box, revealing the "Crown of the Empire" Fabergé Easter Egg lying quietly on a velvet lining.

The egg shimmered under the lights, its golden shell studded with thousands of dazzling diamonds, breathtakingly beautiful.

"So beautiful...this is true art!"

The bird's eyes lit up, and it couldn't resist reaching out to gently stroke the cool, smooth eggshell.

The venomous snake also came closer, its eyes gleaming with the same infatuation.

The cheetah even took out the Easter egg and examined it carefully in its palm, as if admiring its most perfect work.

However, the moment their fingers touched the surface of the egg, or even just got close to it, they inhaled the barely visible dust escaping from the box.

Lin Chen, far away in the courtyard, was lazily leaning on the sofa, enjoying the apple that Su Qingge had peeled for him.

On his phone screen, a tiny red GPS dot was flashing at a fixed coordinate.

The system notification sounded unexpectedly in my mind.

[Ding! Host's proactive planning has been detected, successfully outmaneuvering the international theft ring "Phantom," triggering a series of missions!]

[Quest Name: Shadow of the Dark Moon!]

[Mission Part 1: Uncover the conspiracy behind the Easter egg and wipe out the Phantom Gang!]

[Task Rewards: Determined based on completion rate!]

A cold and cruel smile slowly curved the corners of Lin Chen's mouth.

"The game has begun."

……

Meanwhile, in the basement of an abandoned auto repair shop.

"Hmm? What's wrong? I feel a little itchy..."

As Asuka was admiring the Easter eggs, he suddenly felt a slight itch on the back of his neck and instinctively reached out to scratch it.

Are you having an allergic reaction?

The cheetah said without looking up, his attention completely focused on the Easter egg.

But the next second, the cheetah's expression changed as well.

An extremely intense itch, as if a million ants were gnawing at his bones, suddenly erupted from his palms and spread throughout his entire body with lightning speed!

"Holy crap! What the hell is going on?!"

With a jerk of his hand, the five billion dollar Easter egg almost flew out of his grasp.

He quickly put the Easter egg back in the box, then began frantically scratching his arm.

"Ouch! It itches! It itches so much!"

The venomous snake let out a strange cry and ripped open his combat uniform, revealing a large red patch on his chest. He then used his fingernails to carve bloody marks into the patch.

Less than ten seconds.

That slight itching has evolved into an ultimate torment that penetrates deep into the soul and reaches the nerve endings!

This is not just a normal itch!

It cannot be located; you feel every inch of your skin, every bone, and even every cell in your body is screaming for you to scratch it!

It cannot be relieved. No matter how much force you use or how deep you scratch, the itching will only intensify, like a maggot clinging to your bone, never ending!

"Ugh! It's so itchy!!"

Feiniao was the first to break down. Like a madman, he frantically scratched his face with his fingernails until it was covered in blood and unrecognizable.

"Water! Go flush!"

The cheetah still retained a sliver of reason; it roared and charged toward the nearby restroom.

However, when the cold water washed over him, the deep-seated itching not only did not lessen at all, but instead erupted like an activated volcano with ten times the intensity!

"No--!"

The cheetah let out a piercing scream that sounded inhuman. Unable to bear it any longer, it slammed its head against the wall beside it, trying to suppress the excruciating pain with its agony.

"Bang!"

Blood streamed down his forehead, but he felt no pain whatsoever; all that remained in his mind was the endless itch!

The venomous snake lay directly on the ground, rolling and convulsing wildly like a fish out of water.

He knocked over the coffee table and smashed the wine bottle. Glass shards pierced his flesh, but he was oblivious, simply rubbing his body frantically against the rough cement floor.

The three international thieves, who were once calm, professional, and self-proclaimed artists, have now completely abandoned all dignity and reason.

They cried out, screamed, and cursed, torturing their bodies in the most primitive and self-destructive way.

Blood, sweat, and tears mingled together, turning this once luxurious basement into a bloody and bizarre hell on earth.

Lin Chen, the instigator of all this, was leisurely finishing the last bite of his apple.

He turned his head, looked at Su Qingge beside him who had a worried expression, and revealed a bright, devilish smile.

"Qingge, put on your coolest combat suit."

"I'll take you to catch some mice that are dancing wildly."