Chapter 1514

The surrounding air was scorched by the flames into searing heat; Wu Lin tried to roll the window back up but it was already too late, the flame‑engulfed ghost car's front lunged straight at them, and even the half of his body facing outward could feel the heat waves surging.

The mountain‑side road had a mountain on one side and a cliff on the other; Jin Chen floored the accelerator, the highly stable off‑road vehicle scraped past the cliff edge, and at the last moment dodged the ghost car's impact, which seemed aimed at them.

The ghost car failed to hit anyone, tumbled over the cliff and exploded in mid‑air; its flame‑engulfed frame and glass shattered, falling like a heavy rain.

Jin Chen was quick‑eyed and quick‑handed; with a long reach he unfastened Wu Lin's seat belt, pressed him against his chest to protect him, and as the off‑road vehicle drove clear of the blast zone it steadied.

Everything happened in a flash; if Jin Chen's reaction had been half a second slower, they likely would have reenacted the car accident of Yi Tian and Wei Yan, suffering worse injury or even death.

Nevertheless, the off‑road vehicle was still caught in the blast; when the brakes were slammed it groaned twice under the strain, fortunately only shattering the left rear‑seat glass.

Jin Chen opened the car door with a cold expression, leapt out, and sprinted up the mountain, not forgetting to tell Wu Lin, "Stay here and wait for me."

Wu Lin had never seen Jin Chen so angry; he had no choice but to obey, watching him dash into the woods in just a few strides—at a speed clearly beyond that of an ordinary person.

Wu Lin stayed in the car, withdrew his gaze and stared vacantly down the cliffside, his brows furrowed.

They had just been planning to go to Green Ring Psychiatric Hospital when the people behind them arranged another ghost car to silence them—its speed was almost too fast.

Beneath his calm façade, his pulse kept pounding; Wu Lin had not fully recovered from the shock, only finding slight steadiness from Jin Chen's recent kiss, when in an instant another road‑blocking ghost car appeared.

Wu Lin clenched his wrist tightly; the inner turmoil and self‑destructive urge kept eroding his reason, ceasing only at the sight of blood.

He slowly reached out, pulled the scalpel from his pocket, struggled for a long time, breaking out in a thin layer of cold sweat; accompanied by a series of long sighs, Wu Lin snatched Jin Chen's coat left on the driver's seat and draped it over his face like an addict.

The scalpel was hidden again.

The mountains were very quiet; in recent years the greening of this area has been a strictly enforced project, so capturing a person here is still somewhat difficult.

But a person's breathing often reveals the painstakingly hidden location.

For Jin Chen, this was precisely the best "enemy tip": the man, seeing that he couldn't shake off the pursuing officers, grew frightened, his breathing becoming ever more erratic, his heavy gasps paired with uneven, shallow escape steps making him appear increasingly clumsy.

Ahead lay denser vegetation; if he slipped into it, he would be even harder to find.

Jin Chen's whole body exhaled a chill; he stepped on a tree trunk and leapt upward.

"Still running!" Jin Chen grabbed the struggling man, then with a reverse hand seized him from behind; his aura was so fierce it seemed like a heavy truck passing nearby, making one feel that a moment's carelessness would crush him to nothing but pulp.

The man was clearly frightened; in his dazed moment he missed the chance to flee, instinctively reaching for the dagger at his waist to kill himself—yet Jin Chen was a step faster, a shock to the tiger's mouth knocked the dagger away and also numbed the man's hand.

"If you want to die, wait for me."

Jin Chen finally saw the man's face clearly, and his heart sank again.

One of the names on the suicide‑mutual‑aid list, the username was "Shadow Ghost."

Jin Chen seized his hair, forcing him to lift his head, and also got a clear view of Shadow Ghost's neck, which flickered with shadow—a blooming butterfly tattoo.

"You…" Shadow Ghost knew what the tattoo would reveal; as soon as he began to speak, Jin Chen, expressionless, knocked him unconscious, and he passed out completely.

Jin Chen glanced around again, confirming that Shadow Ghost had merely been fleeing wildly, not heading toward any particular destination, so he could leave him be.

Perhaps Shadow Ghost had never even considered that the ghost car couldn't kill them.

Jin Chen carried the shadow ghost back up the mountain road; just as he jumped down, he saw Wu Lin eagerly opening the passenger car door, his face pale.

"I'm fine..." Wu Lin forced a smile at him, his gaze suddenly locking onto the man behind Jin Chen, to be precise, that butterfly tattoo.

In an instant, Wu Lin's hatred and the extreme danger he had been hiding surged forth, he almost instinctively pulled out a scalpel, his eyes dark.

"Wait till I finish interrogating him, he's also on the website's list." Jin Chen casually threw the shadow ghost to the ground, pressed down on the knife Wu Lin was holding, "Be obedient."

Wu Lin glanced at Jin Chen, nodded, but after thinking again he said: "He dares to release a ghost vehicle, and is still a website member; these fugitives aren't afraid of death, how are you going to interrogate him?"

"Extreme circumstances, extreme measures." Jin Chen lifted the shadow ghost and stuffed him into the off-road vehicle, sealed the doors and windows from outside, then poured the reserve gasoline from the trunk over him, finally, through the open car window, played with the lighter, waking the shadow ghost again.

Wu Lin remained in Silence while watching Jin Chen finish setting up the interrogation site, miraculously finding a sense of novelty from a sea of mud in his mind, and also feeling a bit inclined to speak: "Looks like Jin Team also has the potential to be an assassin."

"Then I guess I won't compete with you for a livelihood." Jin Chen pulled him back a step; when the shadow ghost woke up, he was faced with two lethal tones.

He froze, his first reaction was to struggle and escape, only then realizing he was bound hand over foot, his body feeling sticky, like...

The shadow ghost's face turned pale, he stared in disbelief: "You're police! How dare you use such methods."

"As long as the method works." Jin Chen played with the lighter, opening and closing it as if toying with Pandora's death box; a slight mistake would unleash the world's most terrifying flames.

"As a police officer, I won't kill you, but if you refuse to cooperate, I have many ways to make you suffer worse than death."

Wu Lin: "……"

The ashen-faced shadow ghost: "……"

Who exactly is the assassin?!

But the fact that the shadow ghost could be entrusted with the mission to kill police shows he's not a coward who fears death and would easily be tricked; he gave a cold laugh: "I've seen the interrogation tactics you police use before—who are you trying to fool?"

Jin Chen raised an eyebrow, the lighter blazing toward the window, only a few centimeters from where the shadow ghost was bound, flames licking his clothes wildly.

The shadow ghost didn't expect him to actually dare to burn him; even if he desperately wanted death, he couldn't withstand knowing how painful burning to death would be, and after less than five minutes he screamed: "I'll talk!! Let me go!"

Jin Chen extinguished the flames, his voice low: "Who sent you here, and what's your relationship with the ghost butterfly?"

The shadow ghost instinctively glanced at Wu Lin, who noticed the look and grew even colder in demeanor.

"It's... it's the ghost butterfly that sent me here; Rose said you're investigating too much and it needs to be resolved quickly."

The ghost butterfly and the behind-the-scenes administrator are indeed the same person!

Jin Chen immediately grasped Wu Lin's constantly trembling hand, asking calmly: "Ghost butterfly, or rather you lot, why did you only act again after ten years?"

Even though those mentally ill patients all had the determination to commit suicide, suicide and being induced to commit suicide are essentially two different things; and the members of this website who are not part of the decision‑tier or execution‑tier are all victims of induced suicide.