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

At night, Beijing is ablaze with lights, and the China World Trade Center stands like a sharp sword piercing the night sky in the heart of the CBD.

However, at this moment, this landmark building, which usually symbolizes wealth and power, is shrouded in a repressive and tense atmosphere.

More than a dozen police cars with flashing red and blue lights surrounded the entrance of the building, and the heavy police tape kept all onlookers out.

Lin Chen's Rolls-Royce encountered no obstacles and drove directly into the underground parking lot.

He, along with Su Qingge, who had changed into a smart police uniform, and Ye Qingcheng, who had a serious expression and was a key stakeholder, were greeted by Li Mingyu and rushed to the top floor crime scene in a private elevator.

In the elevator, Li Mingyu's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He quickly reported to his supervisor:

"Advisor Lin, Team Leader Su, the situation is extremely complicated. The deceased, Wang Wanyu, was found in his own chairman's office. The office door was locked from the inside, and all the windows were locked; it was a standard locked room."

"The preliminary forensic examination indicates that the time of death was between 3 and 4 p.m. today. Strangely, the deceased was almost completely burned to a crisp, but apart from a small area of ​​carpet around his body, there were no signs of fire in the entire office, and the fire sprinkler system was not activated at all."

"Most importantly, the on-site investigation technicians repeatedly checked the site but found no accelerant or any possible source of ignition! This case... it's fucking bizarre!"

Li Mingyu scratched his head, looking annoyed and confused.

After hearing this, Su Qingge frowned deeply.

"Without an accelerant or a source of ignition, could a human body spontaneously combust?"

"That's not scientific."

Lin Chen spoke calmly, but a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

There is no burning without a reason in this world.

"bite--"

As the elevator doors opened, a pungent, nauseating smell of burning, mixed with the strange odor of burning protein, wafted out.

The corridor was filled with solemn-looking criminal police officers, and the atmosphere was extremely oppressive.

The group pushed open the half-closed, heavy solid wood office door, and the scene before them made even the well-informed Su Qingge gasp.

In the center of the luxurious office, a charred humanoid figure lay curled up on the carpet, its original appearance completely unrecognizable, and the air was thick with the scent of death.

Meanwhile, not far from the charred corpse, a young man who looked to be under thirty, dressed in an exquisite bespoke suit and wearing gold-rimmed glasses, was speaking to a group of veteran detectives much older than him with his hands behind his back, in a condescending tone.

"How many times have I told you to be careful to protect the microscopic evidence at the scene! Where are your shoe covers? Why aren't you wearing them? You've been detectives for decades, don't you even know this basic rule?!"

His voice was sharp and sarcastic, filled with a sense of superiority.

When Li Mingyu saw him, his expression turned even uglier. He leaned close to Lin Chen's ear and whispered:

"That's him, Bai Yu. He's a PhD in criminal psychology who just came to the department from overseas. He's given the title of deputy head of the task force, and he's been bossing everyone around ever since he arrived. He's really annoying."

Just then, the man named Bai Yu also noticed Lin Chen and his group at the door.

When his gaze fell on Ye Qingcheng's beautiful face, which was still stunning even under her solemn expression, a hint of undisguised amazement and greed flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, he frowned, scanned the crowd with a scrutinizing gaze, and finally fixed his eyes on Su Qingge, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Team Leader Su, is that it? Who gave you permission to bring unauthorized personnel to the core crime scene? This is a serious violation of discipline!"

His gaze shifted to Ye Qingcheng again, and that arrogant, interrogative air returned.

"And this one, if I'm not mistaken, shouldn't she be Ye Qingcheng, President Ye of the Ye Group?"

"As the deceased's biggest business competitor, you are the prime suspect in this case in terms of motive."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was full of provocation and hostility, instantly freezing the atmosphere.

Ye Qingcheng's pretty face turned cold, and she was about to speak in rebuttal.

Lin Chen's eyes turned cold. He took a step forward, shielding Ye Qingcheng behind him, and stared directly at Bai Yu with a calm yet oppressive gaze.

This subtle movement only intensified the disdain in Bai Yu's eyes.

He looked Lin Chen up and down, his tone extremely contemptuous.

"You must be Lin Chen, that uneducated guy who got into the police force as an unofficial consultant through his martial arts skills?"

"I'm warning you, this is a scene of high-IQ crime. What's needed is logic, science, and psychology, not a thug like you who only knows how to throw punches."

Bai Yu pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, adopting a "I'm the only one who's sober in a world of drunks" attitude, and raised his voice as if he were lecturing everyone.

"Based on my criminal psychology profile and the preliminary investigation of the scene—the doors and windows were locked from the inside, there were no signs of forced entry, and I just learned from the deceased's secretary that the deceased, Wang Wanyu, suffered from severe depression before his death."

"Therefore, the truth of this case is quite clear!"

He surveyed the room with smug satisfaction, basking in the spotlight, and finally, in a tone that seemed to seal the deal, announced his "great" discovery.

"This is clearly a suicide case where the deceased used some special chemical agent to commit self-immolation! Case closed!"

He attempted to completely intimidate the audience and establish his absolute authority in the case by using a bunch of seemingly profound academic terms and a seemingly impeccable chain of logic.

Li Mingyu was so angry that he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

Lin Chen stopped him, and looking at Bai Yu, who was still gloating and jumping around, a cold, extremely mocking smile slowly appeared on his lips.

suicide?

This idiot, did a donkey kick his brain or slam it into a door?