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

The blinding beam of the flashlight instantly struck the grille of the ventilation duct.

The intense light pierced through the gap, shining directly into Lin Chen's eyes.

"Who's up there?!"

The researcher shouted and pulled a black pistol with a silencer from his waist, pointing the muzzle firmly at the ventilation duct.

The other researchers in the lab immediately stopped what they were doing, drew their weapons, and the atmosphere instantly turned icy.

If Lin Chen were to take even half a step back now, making the slightest sound, the dense barrage of bullets would absolutely turn this ventilation duct into a honeycomb.

Worse still, once the gunfire starts, the self-destruct alarms of the entire underground base will be triggered.

All evidence of live experiments, and the victims still clinging to life in their hospital beds, will be reduced to ashes in the flames and strong acids.

We absolutely cannot back down!

Lin Chen's eyes were as cold as knives, showing no sign of panic.

Instead of backing away, he deliberately brought his face closer to the gap in the fence.

[God-level hypnosis has been activated!]

[God-level magic hand speed activated!]

The researcher with the flashlight carefully stepped onto a nearby instrument, bringing his face close to the ventilation vent, trying to see what was going on inside.

Just as his gaze passed through the gap in the fence.

Lin Chen's right hand shot out like lightning, two fingers passing through the narrow gap and stopping less than five centimeters from the researcher's eyes.

"Snapped!"

A crisp snap of fingers, with a strange rhythm, rang in the researcher's ears.

At the same time, Lin Chen's eyes, shining with a deep, abyss-like light, shone through the dark pipes, locking onto the researcher's pupils.

"Look me in the eyes."

Lin Chen's voice was extremely low, so low that only the researcher standing very close could hear it. The voice seemed to possess an irresistible magic, piercing directly through the researcher's eardrums and striking deep into his cerebral cortex.

The researcher froze, and his finger on the trigger instantly lost its strength.

His pupils, which were originally full of vigilance, quickly dilated and became unfocused under Lin Chen's gaze.

"You didn't see anything."

Lin Chen's voice echoed in the researcher's subconscious.

"It was just a slightly larger rat that passed through the pipe."

"You feel extremely tired right now, and your eyes are dry. You need to go back immediately, make yourself a strong cup of coffee, and forget everything that just happened."

Every word was forcibly altering the memory circuits in the researcher's brain.

The researcher stood there blankly, making meaningless gurgling sounds in his throat.

"Did you understand?" Lin Chen emphasized.

The researcher nodded stiffly, the beam of his flashlight slumped down, and he put his pistol back into its holster.

He turned his head and looked down at his comrades who were nervously raising their guns.

"What's going on? Is anyone up there?" a leading researcher below asked, frowning.

"No..." The hypnotized researcher's voice was wooden, and his eyes were vacant as he climbed down the instrument. "It was just a mouse passing by... I'm too tired, I'm seeing things."

"Damn it, all that jump-starting! You scared the hell out of me!" The leader cursed as he holstered his gun. "Get to work! Chairman Song's pushing us hard; the stability of this batch of medicine needs to be tested by tomorrow morning!"

"I'm so tired, I'm going to get a coffee..." The researcher ignored the leader's angry outburst and staggered toward the rest area in the corner of the laboratory.

The crisis is over.

Lin Chen coldly watched the bustling laboratory below from inside the pipe, then carefully put the miniature camera into his pocket.

If he had broken through the ventilation shaft and jumped down, with his skills, he could have snapped the necks of all those researchers within ten seconds.

But that makes no sense.

By killing these henchmen, Song Qingyun could completely absolve himself of responsibility, claiming that it was an illegal scheme carried out behind his back by his subordinates, and that he, as the chairman, was completely unaware of it.

With Qingyun Group's massive legal team and public relations capabilities, Song Qingyun's most likely charge is negligence in supervision. In a few years, he can simply reappear under a different guise and wield considerable influence.

Lin Chen wanted to uproot it completely!

He not only wanted to destroy the laboratory, but also to obtain irrefutable evidence that Song Qingyun had personally ordered the live experiments, and to obtain a complete list of upstream and downstream transactions for the "Paradise" drug.

He wanted to make this hypocritical philanthropist die a complete death, even scattering his ashes into the sewers!

Lin Chen took a deep look at the homeless people struggling in pain on the hospital beds.

Then, just as he had come, he quietly retreated along the ventilation duct.

A few minutes later.

Lin Chen reappeared on the hillside behind the welfare home.

The night wind blew, and his night clothes fluttered in the wind.

Lin Chen glanced back at the brightly lit Qingyun Welfare Home, took out his phone, and dialed Ye Qingcheng's number.

"Qingcheng, sign the contract with Song Qingyun to acquire the laboratory first thing tomorrow morning."

A somewhat languid voice came from the other end of the phone: "Okay. What did you find out?"

"We found a hell on earth that could take a hundred bullets from him."