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

Lin Chen looked at Su Qingge's shocked face, a slight smile playing on his lips, but didn't directly answer her question, "How did you know?"

He simply pointed to her feet, his tone as flat as if stating a fact.

"When you stand up, even though you try very hard to keep your body straight, more than 80% of your weight is on your right leg."

"My left heel was unconsciously slightly suspended in the air once, which is a typical ankle pain avoidance posture."

Su Qingge's breath hitched.

She subconsciously tried to adjust her posture, but found that she had long been accustomed to this posture that relieved the burden on her left leg, and there was no way to hide it.

Lin Chen's gaze fell on her again, and he seemed to take a light sniff.

"And the scent of you."

"smell?"

Su Qingge frowned, raised her sleeve and smelled it, but couldn't smell anything except her usual cool-toned perfume.

"It doesn't smell like perfume."

Lin Chen shook his head.

"It has a very murky, earthy smell, a mixture of damp cement, rusty steel bars, and the smell of highly alkaline lime."

"This kind of smell can only be picked up by spending a long time in the poorly ventilated core area of ​​a construction site."

He paused, his gaze landing precisely on the top of Su Qingge's left shoe.

"Furthermore, there is a very recent dent on the outside of your left shoe, caused by a hard object."

"Obviously, you just twisted your ankle in some complicated construction environment."

Su Qingge suddenly looked down at her black tactical boots.

Sure enough, in a place she herself hadn't even noticed, a clear, brand-new scratch lay there glaringly.

Her mind was violently shaken at that moment!

If we can say that guessing her ankle injury was due to keen observation, it can be attributed to that.

She had even been to the construction site and could accurately describe the smell of the environment there, which was beyond the realm of common sense!

However, Lin Chen's performance was far from over.

His gaze returned to Su Qingge's cuff, which was stained with a trace of powder, as if he were a surgeon dissecting a specimen, calm and precise.

"The lime powder on your cuffs is distributed in an interesting way, showing a clear outer friction pattern."

"There's only one possibility for this kind of mark—you climbed backwards through an extremely narrow pipe."

Lin Chen spoke slowly, but every word was like a bullet, precisely piercing Su Qingge's brain and shattering all her cognition and common sense.

He looked up, meeting her gaze that had gone from shock to horror, and asked a question that sent chills down her spine.

"Did the suspect, codenamed 'Ghost,' sneak in through the second-floor exhaust window at the crime scene?"

"boom!"

It felt as if a thunderclap had exploded in Su Qingge's mind.

The two young police officers behind her gasped in shock, exchanging bewildered glances with expressions that screamed, "Holy crap, what kind of monster is this?"

Exhaust window!

Narrow passage!

This was the conclusion their major crimes unit reached after several hours of investigation following the sealing off of the scene; it was the core secret of the entire case!

How did he know?!

"It's...it's the exhaust vent in the kitchen on the second floor. The pipe is extremely narrow; a normal-sized adult couldn't possibly squeeze through..."

Su Qingge's voice trembled slightly, without her even realizing it.

Lin Chen nodded, as if he had expected this answer.

He instantly conjured up a simulated image of Su Qingge climbing through the pipes in his mind, and then uttered a startling statement.

"Since it was the right side of the pipe wall that rubbed against your right cuff, then in order to maintain balance, your hand and foot must have been on the left side."

Lin Chen's gaze turned sharp as a knife at that moment, piercing straight into Su Qingge's heart.

He spoke slowly and deliberately, giving his final conclusion.

"So, the suspect is left-handed."

left handed!

These three words instantly shattered Su Qingge's last psychological defense.

Her pupils suddenly contracted, her brain raced, and countless memories flashed through her mind like a slideshow: all the information about the suspect in the case file, every subtle movement and habitual posture of the other party during the interrogation.

The man was holding the cup with his left hand when he drank water!

When he tapped his fingers under the table to relieve tension, it was the middle and index fingers of his left hand!

When he pressed his fingerprint, he subconsciously extended his left thumb!

All the overlooked details, when connected by the conclusion of "left-handedness", instantly form a complete and clear chain of evidence!

Perfectly aligned!

Lin Chen looked at the constantly changing expression on her face, and calmly spoke, breaking the dead silence.

"Officer Su, was my deduction correct?"

At this moment, Su Qingge's gaze towards Lin Chen completely changed.

If I had to describe my first time in a coffee shop, it was one of shock.

So now, it's all about upheaval!

The two police officers behind her were no longer looking at Lin Chen as an ordinary person; their eyes were clearly looking at a supercomputer in human skin!

Su Qingge took a deep breath, her chest heaving violently.

The weariness, frustration, and confusion in her eyes vanished, replaced by an unprecedented fervor and desire.

The next second, she made a move that surprised everyone.

Su Qingge rushed forward and grabbed Lin Chen's sleeve tightly, her knuckles turning white with the force.

"Lin Chen!"

For the first time, she called him by his full name, her voice devoid of any coldness, replaced by an urgent tone that left no room for refusal, and a hint of pleading that she herself didn't even realize...

"Come with me! Take a look at that suspect!"

Lin Chen raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise as he looked at the sleeve she was grabbing, then at her pretty face filled with urgency, a playful smile curving his lips.

"Officer Su, isn't this inappropriate?"

"I'm just an ordinary citizen who came to collect the prize money. I don't know anything about professional interrogation."

"You know!"

Su Qingge gritted her teeth and made a firm decision.

She stared into Lin Chen's eyes, where a fierce flame burned within his sharp phoenix eyes.

She released her grip, took a step back solemnly, and spoke in an almost promise-like tone.

"If I can get him to talk, if I can pry his mouth open, I, Su Qingge, will owe you a favor!"

One favor.

A favor from the head of the Jiangcheng Major Crimes Unit.

The smile on Lin Chen's lips finally blossomed completely.

He didn't answer immediately, but instead looked up at the solemn and imposing criminal investigation building in front of him, his gaze deep.

Then, he looked at Su Qingge again and nodded.

"Lead the way."