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

The night was deep, like spilled ink.

After settling Old Zhou in and instructing Su Qingge to stay by his side in the ward, Lin Chen drove his black SUV alone to the old neighborhood where Old Zhou lived.

A faint smell of burning lingered in the air.

Old Zhou's apartment was on the third floor, and it had been reduced to ruins. All the windows in the unit were shattered, the walls were blackened, and a long cordon had been set up around the scene.

Several fire trucks had already left, leaving only two young police officers to guard the scene.

"Hello, I am Lin Chen, a criminal investigation consultant from the Municipal Public Security Bureau."

Lin Chen showed his identification.

The two young police officers, upon seeing the title on the badge and glancing at the man with an aura so powerful it was intimidating, immediately saluted.

"Hello, Consultant Lin!"

"Has the preliminary on-site investigation report been released?"

Lin Chen asked.

"He's out, Advisor Lin."

One of the police officers reported to the police.

"The fire department determined that the gas leak was caused by an aging gas pipe in the kitchen. When the gas reached a certain concentration, it was ignited by an electric spark generated when the refrigerator was turned on. It was an accident."

Accident?

Lin Chen sneered inwardly.

What about fooling the ghost?

He crossed the cordon and entered the ruins that looked like they had been ravaged by artillery fire.

[God-level Trace Evidence Identification Techniques]!

[God-level meteorological expertise]!

Two god-level skills, activated instantly!

Lin Chen's senses were elevated to an unbelievable level at this moment.

Unlike ordinary police officers, he didn't rush to the kitchen, which was believed to be the source of the explosion, to check the gas stove and pipes.

That's too basic.

He simply stood quietly in the center of the bombed-out living room and slowly closed his eyes.

At that moment, his mind seemed to merge with the entire space.

The direction of the faint airflow...

Shockwave patterns remaining on the wall, radiating from different directions...

Suspended in the air are particles of different chemical compositions that are invisible to the naked eye...

Everything was rapidly analyzed and modeled in his mind, and then played back in a three-dimensional, rewindable form!

The two young police officers guarding the door looked puzzled as they watched Lin Chen standing motionless in the ruins with his eyes closed, seemingly resting.

"Hey, what's Consultant Lin doing? Is he performing some kind of shamanistic ritual?"

"Shh! Keep your voice down! They're big shots from the city bureau; their methods are definitely different from ours..."

Little did they know, a breathtaking reenactment of the scene was unfolding in Lin Chen's mind at that very moment!

"wrong……"

A few seconds later, Lin Chen suddenly opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in them.

"Although the epicenter of the explosion was in the kitchen, the trajectory of the shockwave was very unnatural."

He muttered to himself as he walked toward the kitchen.

"If it's a gas leak, the gas density is less than air, so it will first accumulate near the ceiling. When it explodes, the flames and shock wave should spread outwards in a relatively uniform sphere."

"but……"

Lin Chen pointed to an inconspicuous, blackened mark on the living room ceiling.

"The impact marks here are clearly directional, originating from the kitchen ventilation duct and spraying out in a fan shape! This indicates that the initial energy of the explosion was highly concentrated!"

As he spoke, he walked to the kitchen ventilation duct, which had long since been reduced to a pile of scrap metal.

The two young police officers were completely bewildered. What was this about spherical diffusion and directional energy? Was this some kind of physics lesson?

Lin Chen stretched out his finger and gently scraped off a small amount of black powder, finer than dust, from the inside wall of the ventilation duct.

He held the powder to the tip of his nose and took a gentle sniff.

[Amazing Chemistry Knowledge] The answer was given instantly.

Nitroglycerin, cyclotrimethylenetrinitramine, passivating agents... and trace amounts of residues from the combustion of special engineering plastics belonging to a specific type of drone rotor.

"hehe……"

A cold, mocking sneer curled at the corner of Lin Chen's mouth.

"High-purity C4 plastic explosive, mixed with an accelerant, they really think highly of a retired detective."

He turned his head, looked at the two police officers who were dumbfounded, and slowly revealed the truth in a statement of facts.

"This is not a gas explosion."

"Someone used a miniature drone equipped with infrared thermal imaging and laser ranging to sneak up to the third floor through the building's external exhaust duct in the middle of the night."

"Then, through the gap in the kitchen exhaust fan, a miniature high-explosive bomb made of C4, weighing no more than fifty grams, was precisely launched into the kitchen, causing it to adhere to the gas pipe."

"Finally, detonate remotely."

"The instantaneous high temperature and shock wave generated by the C4 explosion ignited the small amount of gas that had already leaked in the kitchen, thus creating a perfect and seamless illusion of a 'gas explosion'."

Lin Chen's voice was calm, but to the two young police officers, it was like a series of bolts from the blue!

Miniature drones?

C4 high-explosive shell?

Remote detonation?

This is like the plot of a Hollywood spy movie!

The two young men looked at each other, both seeing deep horror and a sense of defeat, as if their intelligence had been thoroughly humiliated, in each other's eyes.

This kind of unpredictable, high-tech assassination method is indeed completely beyond the comprehension of ordinary police officers. Not to mention them, even the most experienced veteran detectives would have no chance of finding any flaws in this "accidental" ruin.

But in Lin Chen's eyes, all of this was full of flaws and ridiculously naive.

He dusted off his hands, turned and walked away, leaving behind only a cold and resolute silhouette.

"The Longevity Club..."

"That's all the methods you've come up with."

"The game is over."