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

Lip points.

Jiang Tingxue's pretty face was as red as a ripe apple. Her usually clear and cold eyes were now brimming with tears, and she stared at the man in front of her, her breath coming in rapid, hot gasps.

The burst of passion just now made her almost throw all reason to the back of her mind.

Looking at the beautiful woman in his arms, so lost in her passion, Lin Chen felt a slight flutter in his heart. He couldn't help but lower his head and gently peck her luscious red lips once more.

"Alright, now is not the time for romance."

He gently patted Jiang Tingxue's shapely buttocks. The amazing elasticity and feel of them stirred his heart, but he forcibly suppressed those romantic thoughts.

"Immediately prepare the antidote based on the molecular formula and catalyst formulation I provided. Also, immediately synchronize the 'osmium tetroxide' clue with Qingge."

"Um!"

Jiang Tingxue knew the situation was urgent, so she nodded heavily. Although her face still had a shy blush, her eyes had regained their professionalism and competence.

She gave Lin Chen a deep look, imprinting the image of this omnipotent man into the depths of her soul once again, before immediately turning around and throwing herself into the intense work of preparing the antidote.

With the perfect formula provided by Lin Chen, the rest of the work was simply a matter of following a set procedure for her.

……

The next morning, at the Beijing Municipal Public Security Bureau, in the Major Crimes Unit office.

Having not slept all night, Su Qingge had faint dark circles under her eyes, but her strikingly beautiful eyes shone with unprecedented excitement and sharpness.

Holding a freshly printed report, the ink still warm, she strode into Lin Chen's temporary office.

At this moment, Lin Chen was leisurely sitting on the rosewood armchair in his courtyard house—he disliked the chair provided by the bureau and insisted that Li Mingyu have someone bring one from his home—holding a cup of pre-rain Longjing tea brewed with spring water and still carrying the fragrance of morning dew, with his eyes closed and a look of enjoyment on his face.

Su Qingge found the sight of this salted fish, so out of place with the tense and busy atmosphere around her, both amused and exasperated.

This man always seems to be like this, always able to maintain a calm and composed demeanor, as if he is in complete control, no matter how big the storm.

"Honey, I found it!"

Su Qingge slammed the report onto the table in front of Lin Chen with a "thud," her voice trembling slightly with excitement.

Lin Chen slowly opened his eyes, took a sip of tea, and then leisurely picked up the report.

"So fast?"

"The clue you provided was crucial!"

Su Qingge's pretty face was filled with excitement.

"Strategic materials like osmium tetroxide have the strictest records and supervision over every gram of their import, approval, and distribution! Our colleagues in the information department followed this line and locked onto the target with almost no effort!"

She extended her slender finger and touched the bolded name at the top of the report.

"In the entire capital city, there is only one institution that has a record of importing large quantities of osmium tetroxide in the past six months, and that also possesses a top-level P4 biological laboratory and gene-editing equipment—"

"Tianxing Biotechnology Research Institute!"

Tianxing?

Lin Chen raised an eyebrow slightly.

The name gave him a vague sense of familiarity.

His gaze continued to sweep downwards.

The report provides a detailed background information on the research institute.

【Tianxing Biotechnology Research Institute】, established five years ago, is ostensibly a private biotechnology company that focuses on the research and development of gene-based anti-cancer drugs. It has published many highly influential papers internationally and enjoys a prestigious reputation.

Its largest controlling shareholder is a well-known non-governmental organization in Beijing and even across the country – "Tianxing Think Tank"!

Upon seeing the words "Tianxing Think Tank," Lin Chen's eyes instantly deepened.

In his mind, the two major skills of [God-level Actuary Proficiency] and [Intelligence Analysis] were activated simultaneously, and countless public and private information about this think tank emerged, intertwined, and reorganized like a tide!

Tianxing Think Tank is one of the top think tanks in Beijing.

Its members include top experts and scholars in various fields such as economics, law, society, and science and technology, and it frequently provides policy advice to the highest levels of government, wielding enormous influence.

The founder and chief advisor of this think tank is a figure who has been almost deified in the public eye.

Lin Chen tapped his finger lightly on the phone screen, bringing up that person's photo.

The photo shows a middle-aged man around fifty years old, wearing elegant gold-rimmed glasses and a well-tailored Chinese-style stand-up collar jacket with knotted buttons. He has a refined and gentle demeanor, and a smile that is always gentle and compassionate, like a spring breeze.

His name is Chu Tianxing.

He is one of the most renowned sociologists and criminal psychology experts in China and abroad, a bestselling author, a frequent television guest, and is hailed by countless fans and media as a "walking encyclopedia," a "contemporary intellectual sage," and "the scholar closest to a saint."

His proposed "theory of social order evolution" and "perfect criminal psychological model" caused a huge sensation and controversy in academic circles.

He is passionate about charity and donates a large sum of money every year in the name of Tianxing Think Tank to help out-of-school children and terminally ill patients.

Who could possibly connect such a seemingly flawless academic giant, radiating saintly brilliance, with the mysterious assassin organization "The Cleaners," hidden in the shadows of the deep web, obsessed with creating "perfect accidents," with hands stained with blood?

If it weren't for the clue of "osmium nitrate," which is absolutely impossible to forge, probably no one would have suspected him.

"Chu Tianxing..."

Lin Chen looked at the gentle and refined photo of the man on his phone screen, but the corner of his mouth slowly curved into a chillingly cruel smile, like a hunter eyeing its prey.

"On the surface, he is a highly respected scholar and a compassionate philanthropist."

Behind the scenes, they are "cleaners" who treat human life as worthless and pursue the so-called "perfect murder" art.

"That's interesting."

"That was well hidden, damn well."

Looking at the familiar, chilling smile on Lin Chen's face, Su Qingge knew that this big fish, hidden deep in the capital, was finally about to be pulled to the surface by his own hands.

She took a deep breath, suppressing her excitement, and asked in a low voice:

"What do we do now? Apply for a search warrant and raid the Skywalk Research Institute?"

"No."

Lin Chen shook his head, turned off his phone screen, and picked up the cup of tea that had gone slightly cold again.

"A person like Chu Tianxing is extremely arrogant and extremely cautious. There's absolutely no way he would leave any evidence directly pointing to him in his research institute. Forcibly searching now would only alert him and give him the opportunity to destroy everything."

Su Qingge frowned slightly.

"Then we..."

A meaningful smile appeared on Lin Chen's lips.

"To deal with this kind of 'saint' who likes to be in the spotlight, you have to use his favorite method to tear off his hypocritical mask."

He put down his teacup and looked out the window.

Just then, his phone vibrated slightly.

It was a message from Ye Qingcheng.

"Honey, Tianxing Think Tank is hosting a charity gala tonight at the Wangfujing Hotel. Many prominent figures in Beijing will be attending, and the Ye family has also received an invitation. Do you have time to come with me?"

Lin Chen smiled.

It's like someone just brings you a pillow when you're about to fall asleep.

His long, slender fingers flew across the screen as he replied:

"Of course, my queen. Tonight, we'll go and meet the biggest fish in the capital."