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

Watching Chu Tianxing's composed departure, Ye Qingcheng's delicate brows furrowed tightly.

She lowered her voice, using a volume only the two of them could hear, and asked in Lin Chen's ear:

"Honey, are you sure it's him?"

"Why do I feel like... he looks like a perfect, flawless saint? His demeanor, speech, and manner of dealing with people are all impeccable."

It's no wonder Ye Qingcheng had doubts.

Although the brief exchange just now was full of undercurrents, to outsiders it looked more like a witty dialogue between a wise scholar and a young talent.

Chu Tianxing's performance was nothing short of perfect.

Not only did he not reveal anything, but he also subtly warned and threatened Lin Chen with the statement, "Any uncontrollable factors will be eliminated."

"saint?"

Lin Chen picked up a glass of champagne brought by the waiter, took a small sip, and a disdainful sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.

There are no perfect saints in this world. The more perfect the mask, the uglier and dirtier the face hidden behind it.

His gaze passed through the clinking glasses of the crowd and landed once again on the figure surrounded by admirers, his eyes turning cold and sharp.

"In our conversation just now, he mentioned 'perfect order' and 'uncontrollable factors'."

"Just now, when he took the stage to deliver that grand-sounding charity speech, he emphasized three times in just ten minutes that 'society needs purification' and 'accidents are a necessary means to maintain balance.'"

"He's not giving a speech; he's taunting me, showing off his criminal philosophy."

Lin Chen's eyes gleamed with an all-knowing wisdom.

"People like Chu Tianxing are extremely intelligent, but also extremely arrogant. What he enjoys is not just the killing itself, but also the godlike sense of control that comes from manipulating everyone and treating the police and the law as nothing."

"My provocation just now has completely enraged him. He feels that his 'perfect work' has been defiled, and that an uninvited guest has intruded into his 'divine realm'."

"I bet he's itching to create the next 'perfect accident' to prove to me that he's the one in control, and I'm just a piece on his board that can be 'cleared' at any time."

Listening to Lin Chen's analysis, a hint of understanding flashed in Ye Qingcheng's bright and intelligent phoenix eyes, but what followed was a deeper worry.

"Then...what if he...?"

"rest assured."

Lin Chen squeezed her slightly cold little hand and gave her a reassuring look.

"Want to play a high-IQ game? That's my favorite."

After saying that, he took out his cell phone from his suit pocket.

Under the cover of the lavish tablecloth at the banquet, his right thumb transformed into an almost imperceptible phantom on the screen!

[God-level hacking skills]!

A string of extremely complex code, written by him personally and filled with logical traps and disguised backdoors, was completed in just a few seconds and then sent out silently through an extremely covert quantum communication channel!

This code did not directly attack Tianxing Think Tank's core server.

Lin Chen knew that given Chu Tianxing's caution, his core network must be physically isolated, making it impossible for conventional hacking methods to penetrate.

What Lin Chen needed to do was not to intrude.

Rather, it's about planning.

He disguised this string of code as an inconspicuous system update patch and implanted it into the outer firewall of the Beijing public transport signal control system.

It's like quietly planting a unique "logic bomb" on the edge of a vast, boundless minefield, the detonation method of which only he knows.

If Chu Tianxing wants to create an "accident," he must use the public resources he can control, such as traffic signals, power systems, and network communications.

And as long as he dares to touch these areas, he will inevitably step on the "bomb" that Lin Chen has carefully prepared for him!

At that time, this "bomb" will not explode immediately, but will be like an indestructible virus, instantly infecting all the terminals and servers he used to launch the attack, and synchronizing all his operation commands to Lin Chen's mobile phone in real time without any changes!

Chu Tianxing believed he was standing on the fifth level of God's perspective, looking down on all living beings and casually manipulating the threads of fate.

But he would never know that Lin Chen, from the very beginning, stood outside the atmosphere, coldly observing all his performances, and had already dug a grave large enough to bury him on his only path to the fifth level.

"Want to play? I'll play with you to the very end."

Lin Chen put away his phone, and his lazy, nonchalant smile returned to his face.

He raised his champagne glass and, from afar, offered a toast to the "saint" on stage, who was receiving applause and praise from everyone.

A cold, mocking glint flashed in those deep eyes, like a cat toying with a mouse.

"Let's see if you, this self-proclaimed noble 'cleaner,' can clean up... the grave you dug yourself."

He drank the amber liquid in the glass in one gulp.

Spicy, yet filled with the thrill of revenge.