I set you up on a blind date, and you've managed to overcome all the weirdness?

There were three people in the task force's temporary office.

Lin Yan, Su Qinghan, Chen Feng.

Lin Yan is sharing the intelligence with the other two.

"Tonight at midnight, in the 704 air-raid shelter in the southern suburbs."

Lin Yan leaned back in his chair, speaking while observing the expressions of the other people.

"They deployed a large amount of blocking ore there, shielding it from all spatial and electromagnetic detection."

"They plan to use the spirit bones extracted from the single-bar challenge to build an altar and hold an initiation ceremony."

Chen Feng looked troubled and said:

"The 704 air raid shelter is buried 60 meters underground, and its internal structure is like a maze."

"If they really used the blocking ore, our bunker-buster missiles wouldn't even be able to find the coordinates."

"If we launch a full-scale attack... then we'll just send our brothers in to fill the hole."

"So we can't launch a direct attack," Lin Yan said.

"Aren't there still many more places like this single-bar challenge?"

"They collected the bones, so they had to transport them to an air-raid shelter, right?"

"Commander Chen, get me an internal vehicle just like theirs. I'll disguise myself as a peripheral member delivering materials and sneak in."

Chen Feng and Su Qinghan exchanged a glance.

"What happened after you infiltrated?" Su Qinghan asked.

"The 704 air raid shelter is a sealed structure. Once you destroy the core of the formation, the cultists will inevitably retaliate."

"Even if external communications are restored by then, it will take our commando team at least fifteen minutes to get from blowing open the door to reaching the lowest underground level."

"How can someone without spiritual power survive for fifteen minutes inside?"

"Who said we were going to fight head-on?" Lin Yan pointed to the structural diagram of the 704 air-raid shelter on the table.

"Even though air-raid shelters are enclosed, they must have a ventilation system, right?"

Chen Feng was taken aback, then realized what was happening.

"you mean……"

"You guys lock the main entrance of the air-raid shelter in advance, and then wait for my signal to pour the highest concentration of anesthetic gas directly into the ventilation ducts on the surface."

Lin Yan pointed to several key ventilation openings on the map.

"As long as these cultists are still flesh and blood, I can take them all down. I will prepare gas masks in advance."

Chen Feng watched as Lin Yan skillfully administered the poison, and couldn't help but nod slightly in approval.

"This tactic is called 'closing the door to beat the dog,'" Lin Yan leaned back in his chair. "Although it's a bit underhanded, it minimizes casualties."

"Okay." Chen Feng slammed his hand on the table and made a quick decision.

"I immediately went to the logistics department to allocate the highest concentration of military gas and gas masks."

"Lin Yan, the refrigerated truck and the disguised identity will be handed over to you this afternoon. Be careful."

After leaving the task force, Lin Yan went straight to the largest fresh food supermarket in Jiangcheng.

Before going to the air-raid shelter tonight, I had made plans with Saya. A master of time management must make the most of every spare moment.

Pushing the shopping cart through the bustling crowd, Lin Yan didn't relax at all.

Compared to the midnight air-raid shelter plan, tonight's date is the real life-or-death situation.

How can someone with such a bizarre personality have a perfect first impression?

Unless she knew him a long time ago, no, more than just knew him.

"She might even be one of my ex-girlfriends from college!"

Lin Yan stood in the fresh food section, his eyes quickly scanning the dazzling array of ingredients, as if he were recalling something.

Eighteen ex-girlfriends, not only with different personalities, but also with bizarre eating habits.

"The eldest loves spicy food, the third is allergic to seafood, and the fifth never touches onions, ginger, or garlic..."

Lin Yan muttered to himself, picked up two boxes of premium snowflake beef and beef slices and threw them into the car, then walked towards the vegetable section.

He's going to take a gamble.

Use a bowl of beef rice to test Saya.

He bet the freak would retain his eating habits from when he was alive.

At least Chen Shu retained the love he had for Xiaoming before his death.

Lin Yan picked up two purple onions and then grabbed a bottle of sukiyaki sauce.

In his memory, only Xiaoqi was very picky when eating beef rice.

She has a sweet tooth, but she strongly dislikes the red ginger strips that are an essential ingredient in Japanese cuisine, to the point that even a glance at them makes her feel nauseous.

Coincidentally, Xiaoqi's personality was quite stubborn and a bit obsessive back then, so she seemed rather aloof and had severe mysophobia.

This is strikingly similar to Saya's style.

"I'll use this bowl of rice to find out what's going on in your past."

8 PM.

Lin Yan's apartment was filled with the sweet aroma of stewing soup, the smell of onions and beef being cooked.

The table setting was very simple.

But hidden under the sofa cushion in a blind spot was a military knife coated with anti-magic mercury.

Lin Yan had a mermaid pearl in his pocket and a frog brooch clipped to the cuff of his other hand.

Although he knew perfectly well that these things were no different from paper when it came to a half-step advancement, it was all the sense of security he could find at the moment.

"Knock knock knock".

A knock sounded at the door, sounding like a casual friend coming over for a visit.

Lin Yan wiped the sweat from his palms on his trouser leg, walked over, and opened the door.

Outside the door, Saya saw Lin Yan and smiled serenely.

Today she wore a turtleneck sweater with a long trench coat over it.

If you didn't look at the white mask covering most of her face, she would look like a cool and aloof older sister who had just gotten off work and rushed to a date.

"Saya, you're right on time." Lin Yan forced a smile and stepped aside. "Come in quickly, it's just out of the pot."

Saya glanced around the living room from outside the door, then changed into the disposable slippers that Lin Yan had prepared in advance.

She went to the bathroom to wash her hands before walking to the dining table and sitting down.

Looking at the two steaming bowls of beef rice on the table, his eyes sparkled, as if he was looking forward to it and...reminiscing.

"Try it, it was made especially to your liking."

Lin Yan pushed one of the bowls in front of Saya and pulled out a chair to sit down opposite her.

He had never asked Saya about her preferences, yet now he claimed that he made it according to her tastes.

That was a very special bowl of beef rice.

Thick slices of fatty beef are topped with stewed, tender, and sweet purple onions.

There wasn't even a single red ginger shred, which was supposed to be used as a garnish.

Lin Yan stared at Saya, his heart racing, but he pretended to be a child expecting praise.

If she weren't Xiao Qi, or if her tastes were normal.

Faced with this strange beef rice that was cloyingly sweet and lacked any ginger to cut through the richness, she would definitely find it unpalatable, and might even turn on the spot.

Saya stared at the bowl of rice, lingering on it for a moment.

Then, she slowly raised her hand and hooked it onto the mask.

Lin Yan was so nervous that she almost stopped breathing.

She took off her mask, revealing the lower half of her face, and just like before, the light pink scar remained unchanged.

Saya picked up a spoon, scooped up a large spoonful of rice and beef soaked in sweet onion sauce, and put it in her mouth.

She chewed slowly.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and his tense brows gradually relaxed.

After swallowing the mouthful of rice, Saya picked up the water glass next to her, took a sip, and gave Lin Yan a cold glance.

"you……"