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

Looking at Bai Zixuan, who was sprawled on the ground, soiled with excrement and urine, completely terrified, Li Mingyu's eyes flashed with disgust. He waved his hand and shouted sternly:

"Cuff him! As a major suspect, take him back for thorough interrogation!"

Two special police officers immediately stepped forward to drag Bai Zixuan up from the ground.

"etc."

A calm voice rang out, and Lin Chen walked over and placed his hand on Li Mingyu's shoulder.

"Consultant Lin?"

Li Mingyu looked at him, puzzled.

"Witnesses... well, although there are no witnesses, isn't the physical evidence right here? Even if this kid isn't the mastermind, he's definitely an accomplice! If we don't take him back and use some methods on him, will he confess?"

Lin Chen shook his head and gave Li Mingyu a very subtle look, signaling him to speak privately.

The two walked to a corner of the stage, and Lin Chen lowered his voice.

"Mingyu, you're oversimplifying things."

"what?"

Li Mingyu was completely bewildered.

"Do you really think that Bai Zixuan, a good-for-nothing whose brain is only filled with musical notes and women, could design such a sophisticated killing device? Does he have the connections to get his hands on a military-grade infrasound generator?"

Lin Chen countered with a question.

Li Mingyu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.

"You mean... he has someone backing him?"

"nonsense."

Lin Chen rolled his eyes at him, annoyed.

"Bai Zixuan is at best a pawn, an executor responsible for installing this device on the piano without attracting attention."

"If we arrest him now and beat him half to death, the most he'll do is confess about his superiors."

"And then what? Once the trail went cold, the 'mastermind' behind the scenes, the one who could truly design and provide such high-tech weapons, completely disappeared."

Li Mingyu broke out in a cold sweat, realizing the vast difference in their levels of thinking.

"So...so what do you mean?"

"Cast a long line to catch a big fish."

A cunning smile curled at the corners of Lin Chen's mouth.

"Don't touch him yet. Just follow the normal procedure, treat him as an ordinary informant, take him back to give a statement, and then let him go."

"Let him go?!"

Li Mingyu gasped in shock.

"This...this is against the rules!"

"Rules are rigid, but people are flexible."

Lin Chen's eyes deepened.

"This Bai Zixuan is now our only bait."

"Having experienced such a huge shock, once he gets out, he will definitely contact his superior immediately to seek protection or sever ties."

"And the mastermind behind this will definitely try to remotely destroy any data that may remain in this device in order to prevent the matter from being exposed."

As he spoke, Lin Chen waved the button-sized infrasound generator in front of Li Mingyu.

Just now, while he was explaining the principle, he had already unknowingly activated the [God-level Network Tracking Technique].

His fingertips touched the microchip of the device a few times at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.

He has successfully implanted a miniature tracking Trojan consisting of billions of lines of code, more stealthy than a virus and more invisible than a ghost!

This Trojan horse will not have any effect on the device itself.

However, as soon as any external signal attempts to connect to the chip of this device, or attempts to read or erase the data inside, this Trojan will be activated instantly!

It will be like the fiercest shark, following the source of the signal, ignoring any physical barriers, signal jamming, and virtual springboards, and within 0.01 seconds, it will reverse and lock onto the other party's terminal's...real physical coordinates!

"Take this and give it to the forensic department so they can 'study it carefully'."

Lin Chen shoved this "added ingredient" of deadly bait into Li Mingyu's hand.

"The rest is up to the fish to take the bait."

Holding the small device, Li Mingyu felt his palms burning. Looking into Lin Chen's deep eyes, which seemed to see through everything, his awe reached its peak.

He thinks three moves ahead before making a move. No, Consultant Lin is more than just thinking three moves ahead; he's practically calculated the entire endgame!

……

It was already late at night when all the matters at the scene were dealt with.

Lin Chen declined Li Mingyu's enthusiastic invitation to "go out for a late-night snack to celebrate," and returned to the courtyard house with the heartbroken and dazed Su Ke'er.

As soon as they entered, Su Qingge, Ye Qingcheng, and Jiang Tingxue immediately surrounded them. They had obviously learned about what had happened at the concert hall through the news.

"Ke'er, are you alright?"

Su Qingge supported her swaying best friend with a worried expression.

Su Ke'er could no longer hold back and threw herself into Su Qingge's arms, bursting into tears.

"Sister Qingge...Teacher Liu...he died so tragically...waaaaah..."

The heart-wrenching cries were so devastating that they broke anyone's heart.

Lin Chen sighed silently, stepped forward, and picked up Su Ke'er, who was crying so hard she was about to faint, from Su Qingge's arms.

"I'll do it."

He carried her into her room and gently placed her on the bed.

Late at night, only a dim bedside lamp was on in the room.

Su Ke'er cried in Lin Chen's arms, her face streaked with tears, like a child who had suffered a great injustice.

She clung tightly to Lin Chen's clothes, as if they were her only piece of driftwood in the ocean.

"Brother Lin Chen...it's all my fault...if it weren't for me, Teacher Liu wouldn't have...waaaah..."

She sobbed, overwhelmed with deep self-blame.

Lin Chen didn't spout any grand principles, nor did he try to explain himself.

He activated [God-level Micro-expression Control], suppressing all his domineering and sharp edges, leaving only the purest and most extreme gentleness.

He gently patted her back, his eyes incredibly tender, like a tranquil night sky that could embrace everything.

"It's none of your business, silly girl."

His voice has a unique, soothing magnetism.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"I assure you, whoever it was, and for whatever reason, killed Old Liu."

A fleeting, chilling killing intent flashed in Lin Chen's eyes.

"I will make him pay a hundredfold, a thousandfold price."

Surrounded by this overwhelming sense of security, Su Ke'er's crying gradually stopped.

Her heart, which had been pounding wildly with fear and grief, gradually calmed down.

She raised her tear-filled face, staring blankly at Lin Chen's handsome face, and then, as if using all her strength, hugged him tightly, burying her face deeply into his warm chest.

Overwhelmed by exhaustion and a sense of security, she fell into a deep sleep in his arms.

Lin Chen looked down at the girl in his arms, whose sleeping face still bore traces of tears, and sighed softly.