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

Lin Chen's earth-shattering shout instantly pierced through the restaurant's lavish music and noise.

Everyone paused in their actions.

At the head table, Qian Dafu was holding up a clean white napkin, his chubby face filled with confusion and displeasure.

who is it?

How dare they yell at me?

He wanted to lash out and remove the handkerchief from his face.

However, it's too late.

That seemingly harmless napkin was already covering his shiny, greasy, slightly flushed, fat face.

next second.

"Aaaaaah—!"

A bloodcurdling scream, so shrill it was inhuman, echoed throughout the banquet hall!

laugh!

A cluster of eerie, dark blue flames suddenly burst forth from Qian Dafu's face without warning!

The flames seemed to have a life of their own, spreading wildly along the grease covering his face and instantly engulfing his enormous head!

Qian Dafu has become a living, breathing human torch!

He fell painfully off the chair, his obese body rolling and convulsing wildly on the expensive carpet. His heart-wrenching screams were enough to terrify anyone!

"Murder!"

"Fire! Run!"

After a brief period of deathly silence came a panic as devastating as a landslide or tsunami.

The well-dressed guests screamed shrilly, pushed aside tables and chairs like madmen, and scattered in all directions toward the exit.

The sounds of plates shattering, women crying, and tables and chairs collapsing... countless sounds intertwined, setting the stage for chaos.

The scene was extremely chaotic!

"Don't move! I'm a police officer!"

In the corner, Li Mingyu finally realized what was happening.

He drew his gun and roared at the top of his lungs, trying to control the situation.

But his voice was instantly drowned out by the massive wave of panic, and no one listened to him.

His so-called "net of heaven and earth" proved as fragile as a piece of paper in the face of true chaos.

At this moment, amidst this hellish scene, a figure was seen swimming upstream!

Lin Chen!

He moved the instant the flames ignited!

He grabbed the ice bucket full of ice water from the champagne tower next to him, and without even looking, splashed it all over Qian Dafu, who was rolling on the ground!

"Splash—!"

The ice water poured onto the flames produced a piercing sizzling sound and sent up large plumes of white steam, temporarily suppressing the fire.

But that's not enough!

Without pausing, Lin Chen swiftly removed his waiter's coat and pounced on Qian Dafu, using the coat to suffocate him and put out the fire using the most primitive method of suffocation!

On the other side, Su Qingge's reaction was equally swift.

She ignored the burning man and immediately drew her gun, firing a shot at the ceiling!

The loud gunfire finally brought some of the chaos to a halt.

"Police! Everyone, evacuate immediately along the wall in an orderly manner! Do not crowd!"

Her cold yet penetrating voice, carrying an undeniable authority, forcefully tore a hole of order through the chaos.

A few minutes later.

The fire was finally extinguished.

Qian Dafu lay on the ground like a pile of rotten flesh, his body still twitching uncontrollably.

He didn't die.

But that face was burned beyond recognition, a bloody mess, completely disfigured, and he fainted on the spot.

Lin Chen slowly got up, ignoring the filth and burnt stench that covered him.

He failed.

They were unable to stop the trial.

He was mistaken by the devil lurking in the shadows for an audience member in this bloody spectacle.

A chilling rage erupted from the depths of his chest!

[God-level hearing, activated!]

Lin Chen suddenly closed his eyes.

In an instant, all the noise from the outside world—the screams of guests, the shouts of police officers, the sirens of ambulances approaching from afar—receded like a receding tide.

In his perception, the entire world transformed into an ocean composed of countless heartbeats.

Panic, panic, fear...

Most people's heart rate soared to 120 or even over 150 because of this sudden bloody scene.

They were chaotic and disorderly, like a torrential rain hitting a drum.

There was only one.

In a certain direction on the second floor.

A heartbeat, steady, calm, and strong.

dong... dong... dong...

It is precisely maintained at 70 beats per minute.

Like the most precise metronome, it seemed so out of place, so arrogant and jarring in this chaotic symphony!

it's him!

The artist admiring his own "masterpiece"!

Lin Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and those eyes, which always carried a hint of laziness, now held only a killing intent that could freeze a person!

His head snapped up, his gaze piercing through the billowing smoke and chaotic crowd, landing precisely on the circular corridor on the second floor!

There, a well-dressed, high-end man with gold-rimmed glasses, looking refined and cultured, stood by the railing, one hand in his pocket and the other holding an elegant glass of red wine.

He looked down at the human tragedy he had created, a slight, appreciative smile playing on his lips.

It was as if we were admiring a great work of art.

Their gazes collided violently in mid-air!

Separated by tens of meters, by flames and blood, by screams and wails.

Lin Chen saw the mockery and provocation in the man's eyes.

The man also saw the raging fury in Lin Chen's eyes.

next second.

The man's smile curved slightly upwards, forming a mocking arc.

He raised his glass to Lin Chen in a gesture of respect.

Then, he turned around and calmly blended into the equally panicked crowd on the second floor, disappearing in an instant.

"stop!"

Lin Chen roared, pushed aside the crowd in front of him, and sprinted toward the stairs!

But he was fast, and the killer disappeared even faster!

When Lin Chen rushed up to the second floor at top speed, only guests who had scattered and fled remained in the corridor.

The restaurant's layout is too complicated, with numerous exits and dense crowds.

When Lin Chen followed the faint scent to the back door of the restaurant, he only had time to see a black sedan roar as it sped away into the night traffic and disappeared from sight.

A night breeze blew by.

A very faint, distinctive chemical smell lingered in the air.

Lin Chen stood at the back door, clenching his fists tightly.

The knuckles were white from being squeezed too hard.

"Lin Chen!"

Su Qingge caught up, panting.

She saw Lin Chen's solitary figure standing in the night, and for some reason, her heart was suddenly pierced.

That silhouette was filled with an anger and loneliness she had never seen before.

Lin Chen slowly turned around.

His face was expressionless, eerily calm.

But Su Qingge saw in his unfathomable eyes a raging fire, powerful enough to consume everything.