He had just married a policewoman when he was diagnosed with criminal genius.

Countless methods of unlocking the lock surged into my mind like a fountain.

Lu Chen even discovered a method to open the handcuffs using a strand of hair.

He painfully plucked out a single hair.

He inserted a strand of hair into the keyhole, his body moving as if by muscle memory.

Bring your index and middle fingers together, gently knead your hair, and insert them into the keyhole.

With a slight turn, click.

The handcuffs are off.

Lu Chen was stunned.

He picked up another pair of handcuffs and continued trying.

Click.

It's open again.

Let's try another one.

Click.

It's open again.

He picked up two pairs of handcuffs and unlocked both his hands at the same time.

Click, click, click, click.

It's fully open.

Lu Chen looked at his hands.

These fingers look like they have eyes.

Although he didn't see clearly how the fingers moved, it felt as if the fingers knew how to move on their own.

He changed his approach, handcuffing himself first before unlocking the lock.

The moment my finger touched the keyhole, I felt another subtle sensation.

Click.

opened.

Lu Chen looked at a paperclip on the bedside table, picked it up, straightened it, and inserted it into the keyhole.

It was even more decisive and efficient.

"This skill..." Lu Chen muttered to himself, "It's fucking amazing."

"It's safe." Lu Chen smiled. "It's completely safe."

He unlocked all the handcuffs, rearranged them, and put them back in the bag.

Then he lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling.

He has already planned for tomorrow.

With this skill, plus the ability to use the "Bewitching Words" technique, he can always cover up any unexpected events.

Everything is ready.

We're all waiting for the show to start tomorrow.

……

The following afternoon, in the conference room of the Jiangbei Municipal Bureau.

Zheng Gong stood at the front of the stage, holding a list in his hand.

"I'll only say this once, tonight's operation." He looked at the people below. "Everyone, listen carefully."

There were dozens of people sitting in the audience, all of them in plainclothes.

"The meeting time is after get off work, at 10 pm, in the open space behind the old brick factory in the west of the city."

No driving, no taxis. Find your own way there. Once you arrive, wait for instructions.

Someone raised their hand: "Director Zheng, where do we send them after we arrest them?"

"The old brick factory has a basement, it's big enough. Let's shut it down there for now."

"What's the operation codename?"

"There's no code name," Zheng Gong said. "The fewer people who know about this, the better."

Everyone nodded.

"Alright." Zheng Gong put away the list. "Go back and get ready. Remember, do what you're supposed to do before you leave work, and don't let anyone know you have something going on tonight."

The meeting adjourned.

The same scene was also happening in other branches of the Jiangbei Municipal Public Security Bureau.

11:30 p.m., West City Warehouse.

Lu Chen stood at the warehouse entrance and looked up.

Last time I came here, I had to rely on Hua Zi to show me the way, offer him cigarettes, and put on a smiling face. Hua Zi led the way, and he followed behind, like someone who was there for a job interview.

No need this time.

The iron gate was ajar, and two people were standing at the door. When they saw Lu Chen, they immediately stood up straight.

"Boss!"

Lu Chen nodded and walked inside with his bag.

The bag was large, bulging, and looked heavy.

After walking a few steps, someone caught up with them from behind.

"Boss, let me help you carry it!"

It was Hua Zi. Beside him was a tall, thin man; Lu Chen remembered his name was Lao Gou (Old Dog).

Hua Zi reached out to take the bag from Lu Chen's hand, but as soon as he lifted it, his expression changed.

"Boss, what's in this bag? It's so heavy!"

"Props," Lu Chen said, "the props we'll use to teach you the skills later."

Hua Zi and Lao Gou exchanged a glance, their eyes lighting up.

"A prop? What prop? It's so heavy!"

"You'll find out soon enough."

The two carried the bag, their pace quickening considerably compared to before.

Once inside the warehouse, quite a few people had already arrived.

Brother Long was sitting in the innermost chair. When he saw Lu Chen come in, he waved.

"Little Lu is here."

"Brother Long."

Brother Long pointed to the stool next to him: "Sit down."

Lu Chen sat down and placed his bag beside his feet.

Brother Long glanced at the bag and smiled, "You're going to teach everyone some skills today, so you can't hold back."

Brother Long said, "Now that I'm the boss, I have to show you my best skills."

"Don't worry, I definitely won't hold anything back."

Brother Long nodded and didn't say anything more.

The clock on the wall points to twelve.

More and more people.

The once empty warehouse is now filled with people.

Some were squatting, some were leaning against the wall, and some were sitting on piles of bricks, with cigarettes in their mouths.

Lu Chen roughly counted, there were eighty or ninety people.

There were quite a few more than the last time I came.

It seems that more people have come than usual because they heard that the new Thief King is going to teach him some skills.

It's fair to say that all the notorious thieves in Jiangbei City have come.

Brother Long stood up and clapped his hands: "Quiet down, everyone."

The warehouse fell silent.

"This is your new boss, Lu Chen," Brother Long said. "You all should know him by now."

Someone shouted, "I know him! I've seen him before!"

Brother Long smiled and looked at Lu Chen: "Little Lu, want to say a few words?"

Lu Chen stood up and walked to the middle.

Seventy or eighty pairs of eyes were watching him.

"Quite a few people came," Lu Chen said. "More than I expected."

Someone chimed in, "Of course we'll come if the boss teaches us skills!"

"That's right, I heard the boss's cooking skills are a family tradition!"

"Boss, what are we teaching tonight?"

Lu Chen smiled: "Teaching you how to steal?"

He activated the Bewitching Words skill without making a sound!

Lu Chen paused for a moment before continuing.

"I won't teach you how to reach out."

"I believe that everyone who works in this industry and is here has their own unique skills."

"Then what should we teach?" someone shouted from the audience.

They seemed somewhat dissatisfied.

"I'll teach you how not to get caught."

There was silence for a few seconds.

"Not getting caught?" someone asked. "Boss, what does that mean?"

"What I mean is," Lu Chen said, "anyone can steal, and getting caught is inevitable. But if you can escape after being caught, it's as if you weren't caught at all."

The people below began to whisper among themselves.

Many people nodded silently.

They clearly found some merit in Lu Chen's statement.

Brother Long watched from the side without saying a word.

"What I'm going to teach you today is a technique," Lu Chen said. "Once you learn this technique, your chances of escaping after being caught by the cops will increase to 50%."

After these words were spoken, everyone fell silent.

Everyone present was very confident in their skills.

But no one dares to say for sure that they won't get caught by the cops.

If you learn Lu Chen's technique, there's a certain chance you'll escape from the police.

In their view, this skill was already quite amazing.

"Boss, hurry up and teach us!" someone shouted. "We can't wait!"

"Exactly! Stop teasing us!"

"Teach me, teach me!"

Looking at the faces of the people below, Lu Chen felt excitement, greed, and impatience.

He smiled.

"Okay," he said. "Since everyone is in such a hurry, let's begin."

He crouched down and unzipped the bag.