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

Dead silence.

The wind in the alley stopped blowing, and even the dust stopped moving.

The only sounds in the air were the suspect's heavy, bellows-like breathing and Su Ke'er's intermittent sobs, suppressed deep in her throat.

Just then.

"Waaah—waaah—"

The piercing sound of sirens grew louder as they approached, tearing apart the frozen silence.

Two bright beams of headlights suddenly pierced the darkness as a police car swerved and skidded to a stop at the alley entrance.

The car door suddenly swung open.

Su Qingge was the first to rush down.

When she saw the cold blade pressed against her best friend's neck inside the wreckage of the bread truck, all the color drained from her pretty face!

"Ke'er!"

She instinctively raised the gun, but the hand holding it was trembling violently.

We must be careful not to harm the innocent!

The suspect was too close to the hostage; in such dim light, she had no chance of killing him with a single shot!

Li Mingyu, who was right behind him, also rushed over.

Seeing the tense situation before him, he immediately adopted what he considered his most professional stance, raised his gun, and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Listen up, criminals inside! You are surrounded! Lay down your weapons immediately and try to get leniency! I repeat, you are already..."

"Don't come any closer!!"

This standard official statement instantly triggered the suspect's nerves, which were already stretched to their limit!

He screamed hysterically, gripping the knife tightly!

"Pfft!"

The blade pierced Su Ke'er's delicate skin in an instant, and a trickle of bright red blood slowly slid down her snow-white neck, a shocking sight under the bleak moonlight!

"what!"

Su Ke'er let out a painful cry, and her tears finally burst forth.

"Shut up!"

Su Qingge turned around abruptly and shouted angrily at Li Mingyu, her eyes blazing with fury that seemed to set him ablaze.

Li Mingyu was stunned by the shout, his face turning a deep purplish-red, but he knew he had caused trouble and dared not say another word.

The suspect had completely lost control of his emotions; his eyes were unfocused, and his pupils were filled with bloodshot veins, clearly indicating that he was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

He could do the most extreme thing at any moment!

At this critical moment.

"Everyone, step back."

A calm, unwavering voice rang out.

It's Lin Chen.

He raised his hand and made a downward gesture that left no room for argument, signaling all the police officers to step back.

Looking at that retreating figure, Su Qingge felt a strange sense of certainty in her heart. She gritted her teeth and ultimately chose to believe.

"retreat!"

She waved her hand, leading the resentful Li Mingyu and the others, and slowly retreated.

At the heart of the standoff, only Lin Chen and that crazed beast remained.

Lin Chen stepped forward.

He took off his suit jacket, which was stained with his own blood from the impact, in a slow and casual motion.

He then casually tossed his coat onto the cold ground, spread his hands, and gestured that he posed no threat.

He looked up and met the suspect's crazed yet wary eyes.

The moment their eyes met, Lin Chen's expression changed.

Those dark eyes suddenly became as deep as the sea.

His voice also changed, becoming deep and calm, with a peculiar, soothing magnetism.

[Basic Hypnotic Suggestion], activated!

With the help of the [Master-level Micro-expression Analysis], every subtle muscle tremor and every pupil contraction of the suspect was clearly reflected in Lin Chen's mind.

He made no threats or attempts to persuade him to surrender. Instead, he spoke softly in a gentle tone, almost like talking to an old friend.

"You love her very much, don't you?"

This seemingly random statement left everyone stunned.

Including the mentally unstable suspect.

The madness in his eyes froze for a moment, as if he hadn't expected the other person to say such a thing.

Subconsciously, he roared in a hoarse voice:

"I love her! You people just don't understand! I'm protecting her! Protecting my artwork!"

"I understand."

Lin Chen's voice grew softer, carrying a seductive power.

"Of course I understand, only you are worthy of this work of art."

"But look."

Lin Chen's gaze slowly fell on Su Ke'er's tear-streaked face, his tone tinged with regret.

She's crying.

"It was you who hurt her."

"Can you... bear to let her suffer?"

These words struck the suspect's most vulnerable nerve.

He subconsciously looked down and saw Su Ke'er's eyes filled with fear and tears, and the glaring bloodstain on her neck.

For the first time, a hint of struggle and confusion appeared in the madness in the suspect's eyes.

His hand holding the knife loosened slightly, almost involuntarily.

It works!

Lin Chen noticed this moment of psychological defense weakening and continued with the final guidance.

"A perfect work of art should not have any flaws."

"Is it right?"

"Look at that bloodstain...it's ruining her beauty."

"Blood... is the dirtiest thing in the world. It can contaminate your most perfect work and make it worthless."

The suspect's pupils trembled violently.

He stared intently at the trickle of blood seeping from Su Ke'er's neck, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world, and his breathing became rapid and disordered.

"No……"

"There can be no flaws..."

He muttered to himself, his eyes completely unfocused, his whole being caught in a kind of obsessive self-doubt.

"My artwork...cannot have any flaws..."

It's now!

In that instant when the suspect's psychological defenses completely collapsed and his mind was completely consumed by this paradox!

Lin Chen's fingers, hanging at his sides, twitched almost imperceptibly.

He flicked a one-yuan coin that he had secretly placed between his fingers when he took off his coat!

"Buzz—!"

There was no sound of air being cut.

A single silver flash, precise and silent, shot towards the suspect's wrist holding the knife!