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

Early the next morning.

The sky over the capital was overcast, as if it were about to rain.

A huge uproar has already swept across the internet!

Several influential mainstream media outlets in Beijing released major headlines almost simultaneously.

Shocking! Serial killer at large, police keep the real culprit out?

The specially appointed advisor, driven by greed and ambition, disregarded the safety of the people of Beijing for personal gain!

A Closer Look at the Suspicious Points in the Bone Sculptor Case: Who Is Covering Up the Truth?

These reports are rich in pictures and text, and are sharply worded.

It not only details the process of discovering the "real culprit's" suicide at the abandoned meat processing plant, but also implies that someone within the police force deliberately overturned the conclusion in order to claim all the credit for solving the case, causing the case to remain unresolved for a long time.

The criticism is directed at Lin Chen, the "specially appointed consultant"!

The comment section below instantly exploded.

"Who is this consultant? He's so arrogant! They've even caught the real culprit, why isn't the case closed?"

"I heard he got in through connections!"

"This is terrifying! That psychopathic killer is still lurking outside, and the police aren't closing the case just to claim credit?"

"Investigate this special consultant thoroughly! Get him out of the police station!"

The public's anger was like gasoline being poured on it, burning ever brighter.

Beijing Municipal Public Security Bureau, Major Crimes Unit Office.

Su Qingge sat at her desk, looking at the news on her computer screen, her face ashen.

"Bang!"

She slammed her hand hard on the table, making the water glasses on it jump.

"These unscrupulous media outlets! They're just spewing filth!"

"That old fox Wen Zhonghai, he actually resorted to underhanded tactics!"

Just then, the red secure phone on the table rang.

Su Qingge took a deep breath and answered the phone.

"Su Qingge! What on earth is your Major Crimes Unit up to?!"

The furious voice of a high-ranking leader from the bureau came from the other end of the phone.

"Do you know how bad the social impact is right now? The city's hotline has been overwhelmed with calls!"

"What's the deal with Lin Chen? What makes him think he can overturn the forensic center's conclusions?"

Su Qingge gritted her teeth and explained, "Boss, Consultant Lin discovered stress-induced micro-cracks in the deceased's bones. That wasn't the real culprit; it was just a scapegoat!"

"I don't care about any microcracks!" The senior leader interrupted her directly.

"I only look at the social impact!"

"The public is criticizing our police for inaction! The media is watching us closely!"

"Immediately suspend Lin Chen from his position as consultant! Hold a press conference immediately to announce that the case is closed!"

Su Qingge trembled with rage: "Boss, this is absolutely unacceptable! The real culprit is still outside. If we close the case now, he'll just keep killing!"

"That's an order!"

The phone was abruptly disconnected.

Su Qingge put down the phone helplessly, her eyes red, feeling a surge of frustration and anger with nowhere to vent.

She knew that Wen Zhonghai was definitely behind this.

That old bastard manipulated public opinion by using his position in the medical field and society!

"Getting angry is bad for your health. It's not worth ruining your health over such trash."

A lazy voice rang out in the office.

Lin Chen sat on the sofa, holding a cup of freshly brewed green tea, and gently blew on it to cool it down.

He looked at the furious Su Qingge, but his face showed no sign of panic.

"Honey! You've been insulted like this, how can you still drink tea?"

Su Qingge hurried to the sofa, stamping her feet in frustration.

"The pressure in the bureau is too great right now; several leaders have asked you to be suspended from your duties."

"Wen Zhonghai's move is too vicious; he's trying to force us to submit through public opinion!"

Lin Chen chuckled softly and put down his teacup.

"Playing the information war? He's picked the wrong person."

Lin Chen casually picked up a tablet computer from the side and placed it on his lap.

[God-level Hacking Skills] Unveiled!

[God-level Information Retrieval] Enabled!

Lin Chen's hands moved across the virtual keyboard, leaving afterimages.

Countless lines of complex green code instantly appeared on the screen, scrolling wildly like a waterfall.

Su Qingge stood to the side, dazzled by the sight.

She knew Lin Chen was skilled in hacking, but she was still amazed every time she saw his incredible skills.

Less than five minutes.

Lin Chen pressed the Enter key.

"Done."

He handed the tablet to Su Qingge.

"Take a look."

Su Qingge took the tablet with a puzzled look, and after just one glance, her eyes widened in surprise!

What was displayed on the screen were the internal financial statements of those media outlets that published the article!

"This...this is..."

"Wen Zhonghai, through three shell companies set up in the Cayman Islands, transferred five million to each of the editors-in-chief of these media outlets in the early hours of yesterday morning as hush money."

Lin Chen explained in a calm tone.

"Not only that, I also hacked into Wen Zhonghai's private email account."

Swipe the tablet screen, and screenshots of several encrypted emails will appear.

The email clearly details how Wen Zhonghai instructed these media outlets to manipulate public opinion and smear Lin Chen and the police.

Even the news headlines were personally drafted by Wen Zhonghai!

Su Qingge was so excited that she trembled all over.

"Great! With this evidence, we can immediately wipe out these unscrupulous media outlets!"

"I'll report to my superiors right away and have Wen Zhonghai arrested immediately!"

Su Qingge turned around and was about to walk out.

"etc."

Lin Chen called out to her.

"Releasing the evidence now will at most only hurt these few media outlets. Wen Zhonghai can easily find an excuse to deny it, saying he was unaware and that it was his subordinates who did it."

Su Qingge was stunned.

"So what do we do? Just let him continue to be so arrogant?"

Lin Chen stood up, walked to the French windows, and looked at the gloomy sky outside.

"The higher you climb, the harder you fall."

"Doesn't he like to use money and power to bully people?"

"Then I'll destroy him completely, starting with what he's most proud of."

Lin Chen looked out the window at the bustling traffic, his voice steady yet chilling.

"Wen Zhonghai, that old fox, is extremely protective of his reputation."

"He spent half his life cultivating a perfect persona of being a highly respected and charitable individual."

"His medical foundation receives hundreds of millions of dollars in donations from the public every year."

"The several biopharmaceutical companies he controls have made a fortune in the stock market by leveraging his fame."

"This money is what gives him the confidence to hire hitmen, bribe the media, and wield power in Beijing."

Lin Chen turned his head and looked at Su Qingge.

"Just arresting him would be too lenient on him."

"I'm going to strip him naked, ruin his reputation, and leave him with nothing!"

Hearing Lin Chen's words, Su Qingge's pent-up frustration vanished instantly, and her big eyes were filled with excitement.

She knew that whenever Lin Chen gave her that look, someone was in big trouble!

Lin Chen then operated the tablet again.

Soon, a very detailed financial analysis report was sent to Ye Qingcheng's private encrypted email address.

This report not only details Wen Zhonghai's overseas money laundering account routes.

There is also irrefutable evidence that his pharmaceutical company falsified new drug research and development data.

They even knew the records of his foundation's executives secretly and illegally cashing out their assets.

Faced with the "God-level Actuary Mastery" and "God-level Information Retrieval," Wen Zhonghai's supposedly flawless financial network was nothing more than an undefended public toilet.

Su Qingge swallowed hard as she watched Lin Chen's smooth and effortless movements.

"Honey, what about Sister Qingcheng...? Is that alright? Wen Zhonghai's business empire is quite large."

Lin Chen smiled.

He walked over and reached out to pinch Su Qingge's cheek.

"You underestimate your sister Qingcheng."

"In the capital market, the Yip Group is a bloodthirsty prehistoric behemoth."

"Wen Zhonghai's assets aren't even enough to fill the gaps in the Ye family's teeth."

"Just sit here, make yourself a cup of tea, and wait to see the show."

Su Qingge nodded obediently and poured Lin Chen another cup of tea.

at the same time.

The online abuse continues to escalate.

In his luxurious office, Wen Zhonghai watched the ever-rising trending topics list with a smug smile on his face.

He picked up a glass of 1982 Lafite and gently swirled it.

"Lin Chen, Lin Chen, so what if you're a high-level fighter?"

"What good is excellent forensic technology?"

"In this society, it's all about power struggles, connections, and capital!"

"Trying to outmaneuver me? You're still too green!"

Wen Zhonghai downed the glass of red wine in one gulp.

He had already begun to plan how to slowly torture this arrogant young man after Lin Chen was kicked out of the police station.

And then there's Jiang Tingxue.

Her father discovered her secret years ago and was killed by her in a car accident.

Now, it's the daughter's turn.

A monstrous, bloodthirsty glint flashed in Wen Zhonghai's eyes.

He turned and walked to his desk, preparing to make another call to the media and urge them to intensify their efforts.

Just then, the landline on his desk suddenly started ringing frantically.

The shrill ringing of the bell sounded particularly jarring in the empty office.

Wen Zhonghai frowned and answered the phone.

"Feed?"

The voice on the phone was filled with extreme terror from his company's CFO.

"Premier Wen! Something terrible has happened!"

"A terrifyingly large amount of capital has suddenly appeared in the stock market and is aggressively shorting our company's stock!"

"There are too many sell orders! We simply can't absorb them all!"