Chapter 367: Hogwarts: We Never Taught This!

While he was speaking, Pinkman kept his head lowered.

He sat quietly on the iron-frame bed like that, his back hunched, his head bowed, looking at the gray concrete floor beneath his feet, seemingly deep in thought.

The next second, Pinkman wanted to open his mouth to speak.

But when he raised his head, he discovered that Chu Chen had already vanished.

Where he had been standing just a moment ago, only a pile of clothes remained.

The FBI uniform lay limp on the ground.

It was as if the person who had been wearing those clothes just a moment ago had evaporated into thin air.

Pinkman's expression finally collapsed completely at this moment; his eyes widened, and his whole body froze there like a statue suddenly turned to stone.

The barrage in the livestream room erupted once again at this moment!

【？？？？？】

【Where is the person？？？？？】

【What the hell did I just see？？？？】

【Play it back! Director, play it back for me!!!】

【This is a livestream! Not a magic show! I don't accept these kinds of special effects!!】

【Wait, wait, wait, this couldn't have been pre-recorded, could it?】

【Record your head, this is a livestream! A livestream being watched by billions of people simultaneously!】

【No, he just vanished into thin air like that? Is there no justice? Is there no law?!】

【My scalp is tingling!】

【This has already exceeded my scope of understanding. This isn't magic, this is... I don't know what this is?】

【Can anyone explain this? Anyone? Even an unreliable explanation will do?】

【I give up. I've given up since the first season. The things God Chu does don't need explanation, you just need to watch on your knees!】

【Pinkman's expression... I took a screenshot, I'm going to make it into a meme!】

【Hahahaha, Pinkman is completely stunned. He's spent his life debunking thousands of magic tricks, only to be scared witless by a living person performing a vanishing act right in front of him!】

At the same time, in the "Art of Crime" livestream room, the screen was also split into two!

On the left was the empty cell of the Temporary Detention Center, the image frozen at the second after Chu Chen disappeared!

A pile of FBI uniforms on the floor, and Pinkman on the iron-frame bed with his eyes wide, like a wax figure struck by lightning.

On the right was a real-time replay, in slow motion, playing the entire process of Chu Chen going from standing to disappearing, frame by frame!

Liu Qian and the host sat behind the anchor desk.

His hands were pressed against the edge of the table, his knuckles turning white from the force.

"This... how is this possible?"

"Come, let's play it again." His speaking speed was twice as fast as usual. "From the thirty-seventh second to the forty-first second, this segment, at four times slow motion."

The director cut the feed.

In the slow-motion footage, Chu Chen had just finished his last sentence, "You're welcome," his lips closed, and a faint, elusive smile still hung at the corners of his mouth.

His right hand hung at his side, his left hand rested on the brim of his hat, that standard-issue FBI cap, the brim pulled very low.

But then, in the next second.

He simply vanished between two frames.

The feeling was as if someone had used an eraser to wipe him off the screen.

The clothes fell to the ground, first the pants, then the jacket, and finally the hat.

Like dominoes, they collapsed in sequence, with an eerie, almost elegant rhythm.

Liu Qian's mouth opened and closed, closed and opened.

He reached out, pointing at the screen, his fingers trembling slightly in the air, as if searching for a suitable word, but that word was slow to appear.

"I really cannot believe this is a magic trick that a human can perform..."

He finally squeezed out a sentence, his voice sounding as if it were being forced through his teeth: "Magic requires props, requires cover, requires visual blind spots. This detention cell is a standard FBI Temporary Detention Center unit, 3.6 meters long, 2.8 meters wide, and 2.4 meters high. The only door is behind him, but we can see that door—from beginning to end, the door never opened. The only window is above the wall, no wider than twenty centimeters, not even a cat could crawl out."

He paused, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"He disappeared from this absolutely enclosed space in less than two seconds."

The barrage was completely insane at this moment.

【Even Teacher Liu Qian is stunned!?】

【Even Liu Qian says "impossible," then it really is impossible!】

【No, you explain it then, aren't you an expert?】

【Liu Qian: I can't explain shit, I want to know too, damn it!】

【This proves that God Chu's operation has already exceeded the scope of all known Magic Sleight of Hand!】

【He is a wizard!】

【Hogwarts: We never taught this!】

【Is there a possibility that he never went in at all? Was that footage pre-recorded?】

【Does the person above not have a brain? That's a live feed, there's a real-time timestamp on the screen, you tell me how to pre-record that?】

【And didn't you see Pinkman's reaction? That kind of terror cannot be acted out.】

【Those saying it's AI face-swapping should go see an ophthalmologist. Who could possibly swap God Chu's face?】

Liu Qian took a deep breath, straightened his back, and put his hands on his waist.

"There are eighty million viewers watching in real-time, and the surveillance system of the FBI Temporary Detention Center is also recording simultaneously. The footage from the two independent sources is completely identical, ruling out the possibility of signal hijacking or image tampering. Pinkman's reaction is genuine; we conducted a micro-expression analysis on him. That reaction of pupil dilation, instantaneous relaxation of facial muscles, and respiratory arrest is a typical 'genuine fear' response, impossible to Disguise. I really don't know how he managed to do it..."

In the comment box at the bottom right of the livestream, the number of online viewers was still skyrocketing.

82 million, 85 million, 90 million.

Every new viewer coming in was asking the same question: Where is the person?

【I can't take it anymore, this is more thrilling than watching a horror movie!】

【Is there a possibility that Chu Chen left through the ceiling?】

【Are you blind, the one in front? The ceiling is a solid concrete slab, there isn't even a crack.】

【The floor? A tunnel?】

【This is the Temporary Detention Center, built on the second basement level of the FBI building, with bedrock underneath; you try digging a tunnel for me?】

【So what? He's just gone like that?】

【God Chu's operations never need an explanation, you just need to offer up your knees!】

【I finally understand now why Pinkman wants to debunk God Chu's magic; it's because it's incomprehensible, it's just completely incomprehensible!】

【Hahahaha, look at that expression on Pinkman, I'm taking another screenshot!】

The screen cut back to Liu Qian.

He sat back down in his chair, hands crossed on the table, thumbs circling each other; it was a classic gesture of anxiety.

"I must admit," he said, his voice half a tone lower than before, "if someone told me this was magic, I might not have any evidence to refute them..."

The barrage comments reached their peak for the night at this moment.

【Teacher Liu Qian's career has come to an end at this moment: he's been completely baffled by God Chu!】

【Even Liu Qian says he "doesn't know what this is," God Chu, you're amazing!】

【I declare, starting from today, Chu Chen is my only faith.】

【Things that science can't explain are called magic!】

【The lid of physics' coffin can no longer be held down, God Chu, take it easy!】