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

The meeting room was deathly silent.

Everyone stared intently at the innocent child holding a water gun on the screen, as if they had been choked.

A bone-chilling coldness surged wildly up everyone's spine.

"Bang--!"

Su Qingge slammed her hand on the table, and the heavy conference table made of solid wood groaned in pain as she slammed it.

Her usually aloof and icy face was now filled with unprecedented rage, her phoenix eyes almost spitting fire.

"brute!"

Two words were squeezed out from her clenched teeth, carrying a chilling intent.

Use a child!

Using his purest childlike innocence to carry out such a vicious and cruel murder!

This has crossed the line of what it means to be a "human being"!

The officers of the entire Major Crimes Unit were all filled with righteous indignation, their fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

Only Lin Chen.

He slowly sat back in his chair, his eyes deep and unfathomable, his fingers unconsciously tapping lightly on the table, making a rhythmic "tap, tap" sound.

High intelligence.

Antisocial personality disorder.

Proficient in applied chemistry.

Furthermore, they thoroughly enjoy the thrill of manipulating everyone and judging evil like gods.

This opponent...

very funny.

A subtle, cold, and playful smile appeared on Lin Chen's lips.

"Dispatch the police immediately!"

Su Qingge's voice was resolute, without the slightest hesitation.

"Find that child! He must have seen what the killer looked like!"

……

After half an hour.

In a dark and damp rented room in a shantytown.

The little boy who appeared in the surveillance footage was held tightly in the arms of his terrified parents.

The little boy was about seven or eight years old, with clear, innocent eyes. He was still clutching a melting lollipop tightly in his hand, completely unaware of what was happening.

"Little friend, don't be afraid, we are police officers."

A policewoman softened her voice as much as possible, crouched down, and tried to make eye contact with him.

Do you remember this afternoon, did an uncle give you a water gun to play with?

The little boy blinked his innocent big eyes and nodded.

He licked the lollipop and answered in a childish voice.

"I remember."

"It was given to me by an uncle wearing a mask."

Su Qingge's heart leaped into her throat, and she pressed for an answer:

"What does he look like? What did he say to you?"

"My uncle told me to use a water gun to spray that wobbly bad guy."

The little boy recalled it with an innocent look on his face.

He said it was a game, and if I hit him, he would reward me with this lollipop.

At this point, he proudly held up the candy in his hand.

The hearts of all the police officers present sank.

The trail ends here.

Police reviewed all the surveillance footage in the area overnight, but the so-called "masked uncle" was like a ghost.

The place he appeared happened to be the most chaotic and densely populated blind spot of surveillance in that old town.

They come without a trace and go without a trace.

Su Qingge looked at her colleagues in the office, who had stayed up all night, their eyes bloodshot but having accomplished nothing, and rubbed her temples in frustration.

The child's smiling face in the paused surveillance footage on the screen was like the sharpest thorn, deeply piercing her heart.

The killer was like a devil lurking in the shadows, silently mocking all their efforts.

Just when everyone was enveloped by a strong sense of powerlessness.

"Captain Su!"

A police officer rushed into the office, carrying a strangely shaped envelope.

"The bureau's mailroom just received an anonymous letter addressed to you by name."

Su Qingge frowned.

It was a plain black envelope with a rough texture, and there was no signature or address on it.

A faint, sulfurous smell, similar to the smell of a lit match, emanated from the envelope.

Su Qingge put on white gloves and carefully cut open the seal with a letter opener.

What she poured out was not a letter.

It is a card.

A beautifully printed tarot deck.

The Tower.

The card depicts a tower symbolizing arrogance and desire being struck by a bolt of lightning from the sky.

A raging fire erupts atop the tower as two figures plummet from its summit, against a backdrop of destruction and chaos.

This card symbolizes a sudden disaster and the complete collapse of the old order.

A blatant provocation!

Su Qingge flipped the card over.

On the back, a line of cold, small print was printed out.

"Evil needs to be purified by fire. The glutton will ultimately be devoured."

at the same time.

The familiar mechanical notification sound suddenly rang in Lin Chen's mind!

[Ding! Clues to a serial murder case detected, triggering a series of missions: The Chemist's Carnival!]

[Mission Description: The murderer codenamed "The Chemist" has begun his trial game; he will purify the city's sinners with fire.]

[Current Mission: Prevent the next murder and apprehend the killer codenamed "The Chemist"!]

[Task Rewards: Basic Hypnotic Suggestion, 500 Million Yuan in Cash!]

Lin Chen's eyes lit up instantly.

Basic hypnotic suggestion?

This is a good thing.

He looked at the tarot card in Su Qing's hand that exuded an ominous aura, and the corners of his mouth curved into a more amused smile.

"Bingeing..."

Lin Chen uttered the word softly, his eyes instantly sharpening.

"The second of the seven deadly sins."

Ignoring the astonished and uncertain looks of the crowd, he walked straight to the computer, his fingers leaving afterimages on the keyboard.

Jiangcheng City Criminal Database

Jiangcheng City Rich List

Recent online public opinion hotspots in Jiangcheng City.

Countless streams of information flashed past his eyes, being frantically filtered, integrated, and analyzed by his [god-level insight].

Less than thirty seconds.

Lin Chen's fingers stopped.

He precisely locked onto a photo of a fat, oily-faced man on the screen.

Qian Dafu.

Jiangcheng City's infamous "King of Gutter Oil" made his fortune in billions by producing and selling substandard and unethical food products.

This person was tyrannical and extremely gluttonous, unable to eat without seafood at every meal, and was as fat as a pig, with a very bad reputation among the people.

Most importantly, there has been a recent wave of scandals about the hygiene conditions of his factory, which have been frequently exposed online.

It perfectly meets the criteria of "binge eating" and "sin"!

"Team Leader Su."

Lin Chen turned his head and stared intently at Su Qingge.

"Check Qian Dafu's schedule for tonight immediately."

Although Su Qingge was shocked by his speed, she still immediately dialed the number.

A few seconds later, she hung up the phone, her expression serious.

"Intelligence indicates that Qian Dafu will be hosting a grand banquet for his guests at his own 'Seafood Feast' luxury restaurant tonight at 8 PM!"

"Give the order immediately! Set up a city-wide lockdown, seal off the restaurant, and protect Qian Dafu!"

Su Qingge gave the order decisively.

"It's too late."

Lin Chen shook his head, his voice eerily calm.

He gazed at the darkening sky outside the window, his eyes as deep and unfathomable as the sea.

"What the murderer enjoys is the thrill of publicly trying the criminal in front of everyone."

"He will definitely do it at the banquet, in front of everyone."

A cold smile curled at the corner of Lin Chen's mouth.

"Because to him, we police officers are no different from those guests..."

"They're all just spectators."