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

The Phaeton drove smoothly through the night of Beijing.

Soothing music was playing in the carriage.

Su Ke'er sat in the passenger seat, holding the signed notebook in her hands, but her mind was not on signing it at all.

The atmosphere in the backstage lounge just now was really weird.

Although she was simple-minded, she noticed that Chu Yunzhou's last look at Lin Chen was full of hostility and gloom.

"Honey, do you not like Professor Chu?" Su Ke'er turned her head and looked at Lin Chen, who was driving.

Lin Chen gripped the steering wheel with both hands, his eyes fixed on the road ahead.

"It's not that I don't like him, it's that this person is dangerous." Lin Chen's voice was calm, but it carried an undeniable air of authority.

Su Ke'er was stunned for a moment.

In her eyes, Chu Yunzhou was a gentle and refined scholar. Although there was a slight mishap during the lecture, he was still very impressive overall.

"Dangerous? But he's just a psychology professor."

Lin Chen glanced at her.

"That guy on stage who went berserk and tried to hit someone, do you really think that was just simple psychological suggestion?"

"That's using infrasound of a specific frequency to forcibly interfere with a person's brain nerves and amplify negative emotions. If I hadn't interrupted him, that boy really would have torn the person next to him to pieces."

Su Ke'er shrank back in fright.

"Moreover, this guy is an extreme narcissist. I just exposed his trick to his face, and he definitely won't let it go."

Lin Chen was well aware of the psychology of these highly intelligent criminals.

They have a high opinion of themselves, and once someone steps on their sore spot, their revenge will be more frantic and covert than that of ordinary bandits.

As someone close to him, Su Ke'er could easily become Chu Yunzhou's target.

Lin Chen stopped the car at a traffic light intersection, turned around, and looked at Su Ke'er with a very serious expression.

"Ke'er, listen to your husband."

He pointed to the sparkling diamond earring on Su Ke'er's left ear.

"From now on, you absolutely must not take off this earring I put on you today, whether you're showering, sleeping, in class, or rehearsing. Understand?"

While speaking, Lin Chen secretly activated [God-level Vocal Mastery].

His voice carried a special soothing tone.

This frequency can directly penetrate a person's surface consciousness and leave a deep imprint in the subconscious.

Su Ke'er only felt that Lin Chen's voice was very pleasant to listen to, with an irresistible magic.

She sensed Lin Chen's seriousness, and although she didn't understand the mystery of the small earring, she still nodded obediently.

"Yeah! I'd rather die than take off something my husband gave me!"

Su Ke'er reached out and touched the earring, feeling a sweet warmth in her heart.

Lin Chen reached out and ruffled her hair.

The green light came on, and the Phaeton continued to move forward.

Half an hour later, the car stopped downstairs at Su Ke'er's apartment building.

Lin Chen did not leave immediately, but got out of the car and watched Su Ke'er walk into the building.

He didn't get back into his car until her room light came on and she waved to him from the window.

As soon as the car door closed, the gentle expression on Lin Chen's face vanished.

He took out his phone and dialed Su Qingge's number.

The phone rang twice before being answered, and Su Qingge's slightly tired voice came through.

"Advisor Lin, calling so late, are you checking up on me?"

Lin Chen had no intention of joking and got straight to the point.

"Qingge, regarding the gallery case, go and investigate the oil painting called 'Gaze from the Abyss' in the deceased's gallery."

"Investigate its origin and see who sold it to the gallery owner. Focus on a person named Chu Yunzhou, who is a visiting professor at Peking University."

Su Qingge on the other end of the phone immediately perked up.

"Chu Yunzhou? You suspect he's involved in the gallery owner's death?"

"It's not a doubt, it's almost certain," Lin Chen said in a deep voice. "This person is a master of mind control and sonic hypnosis. The miniature transmitter in the gallery was definitely made by him."

"Okay, I'll have the technical department check the transaction records and fund flows for this painting right away." Su Qingge acted swiftly and decisively.

"Also, I'm heading back to the courtyard house right away." Lin Chen started the car. "I have something for you and Tingxue. These kinds of mental assassins are impossible to defend against; physical defenses are useless. I need to equip you with some special gear."

"What special equipment?"

"We'll talk when we meet. Wait for me to get back."

Lin Chen hung up the phone and stepped on the gas.

The Phaeton let out a deep roar and sped off toward the courtyard house.