The Mysterious Man

Lin Chen began replaying those few seconds in slow motion and zooming in on the footage.

At last, he found it.

Something had struck the flower shop owner's lower right abdomen. Only then did she reach over to touch it. That was where the problem lay. Her stomach discomfort had not been a coincidence—it had been caused by the figure who had passed by earlier.

If Lin Chen had merely been an ordinary person, he naturally would not have believed someone could possess such an ability—making someone feel unwell with just a touch to the lower abdomen.

But he was not an ordinary person. He possessed that ability as well.

Lin Chen initially concluded that the other person's hidden-weapon skills were formidable, and that he likely possessed internal energy. Otherwise, merely throwing something could not have produced the effect of striking an acupoint.

"Little Lin, what is it?"

Seeing Lin Chen repeatedly reviewing the footage, Huang Jiang sensed something unusual.

"Take a look. Someone just passed through here, and then a small object hit the flower shop owner's lower right abdomen. She instinctively touched the spot, probably because she felt pain. Look at her expression—it changed from calm to slightly startled, and she even lowered her head to glance at it."

Lin Chen analyzed.

Huang Jiang examined it closely and found that it was indeed exactly as Lin Chen had said.

"Damn, impressive. You even noticed such a tiny movement."

Huang Jiang gave him a thumbs-up.

At that moment, he somewhat understood why Lin Chen had dared to boast so boldly. His investigative skills were astonishing.

"Alright, don't rush to praise me. Wait until I've solved the case."

Lin Chen had no time for idle chatter. He had to complete the task today; otherwise, he would need to replace it