If you were made a mascot, you would become a legend in the police force.

Days passed by like this. Since acquiring the identity of "Special Auxiliary Police Officer," Li Tuantuan's life had been quite comfortable.

Every morning without fail, he appears at the back door of the canteen at eight o'clock sharp. Old Ma now treats him better than his own grandson, and has even built a small shed for him in the backyard, with a large stainless steel basin underneath. A basin of milk is the standard fare, along with two boiled eggs. Sometimes, when the canteen makes braised pork, Old Ma will secretly skim off two lean pieces for him, rinse off the sauce, and then feed him.

After eating and drinking her fill, Li Tuantuan strolled over to the office.

Now no one in the station treats him like an outsider. Even the new interns know that they should greet Officer Gun Gun as soon as they enter the room. If they don't have a couple of sausages in their pockets, they're embarrassed to make eye contact with the bear.

But these past few days, Li Tuantuan has been a bit irritable.

The problem lies with the "Basic Hacking Techniques" item that the system just redeemed.

My mind is full of code—C++, Python, Java—it's like it's ingrained in my DNA. I can glance at the computer screen in the office and automatically analyze how many vulnerabilities the firewall has. But the problem is—the hardware can't keep up!

Li Tuantuan lay beside Lin Wan's desk, staring at the tablet computer on the desk with a worried expression.

This was issued by the Municipal Publicity Department, instructing him to "understand public opinion through the internet." Li Tuantuan stretched out his thick right hand, tentatively trying to open the browser.

A chubby bear paw slams into the screen.

Good grief, I only meant to tap an icon, but this slap accidentally opened the calendar, settings, and camera all next to it. The tablet's screen protector even cracked with a "crack" due to the excessive force.

"Oh my god!"

Lin Wan had just returned from fetching water when she saw the scene and quickly salvaged the tablet. "This is public property! If you break it, you'll have to write a self-criticism!"

Li Tuantuan withdrew her paw and looked at her hand with a wronged expression.

[Li Tuantuan's inner monologue]: "How can you blame me? This thing is poorly designed! Whose fingers are like carrots? I have all the skills to slay dragons, but I'm defeated by this tiny screen. It feels like making Zhang Fei do embroidery—it's incredibly frustrating!"

He sighed, rested his head on the table, and stared intently at the keyboard where Lin Wan was typing.

It was an ordinary mechanical keyboard, the keycaps of which were smaller than his fingernail.

Lin Wan felt uneasy under his gaze: "What are you doing? Are you hungry? You just finished eating three steamed buns."

Li Tuantuan shook her head, extended a finger—the index finger she usually used to point at people—and carefully pressed the space bar on Lin Wan's keyboard.

"clatter."

A crisp sound.

Li Tuantuan's eyes lit up. Even if it's slow, what if it were an extra-large button?

He immediately straightened up, made a rectangle in the air with his two paws, and then made a tapping motion on it.

Lin Wan was stunned: "You're going to...play the piano?"

Li Tuantuan rolled her eyes and continued gesturing. It was a rectangle with many small squares; pressing it made a sound.

"A washboard?" Lin Wan asked tentatively.

Li Tuantuan almost choked. What the hell is this washboard?!

He panicked, jumped off the chair, ran to an old, broken computer tower next to him, pulled off the dusty keyboard, dragged it in front of Lin Wan, pointed at the keyboard, and then spread his two paws out, making a "super big" gesture.

Lin Wan understood this time, but she was even more shocked: "You... want a keyboard? An extra-large one at that?"

Li Tuantuan nodded frantically.

"What do you need a keyboard for? To grind your teeth?" Lin Wan asked suspiciously. "This thing is all plastic, it doesn't taste good, and it's easy to get stuck in your throat."

Li Tuantuan was in despair. Why are this year's pet owners so difficult to manage?

He simply stopped gesturing and used one finger to painstakingly tap on Lin Wan's computer document, letter by letter.

This is because he has basic hacking skills and knows the keyboard layout by heart; otherwise, he would have spent ages just looking for the letters.

Lin Wan watched as the cursor on the document bounced, and slowly a line of pinyin appeared:

WO YAO DA JIAN PAN (I want a big keyboard).

Lin Wan's jaw nearly dropped. She whirled around to the doorway, and after confirming no one was there, she lowered her voice and whispered in Li Tuantuan's ear, "Gungun, tell me the truth, are you hiding someone in there?"

Li Tuantuan ignored her and typed a few more words:

WANG GOU (online shopping).

Lin Wan took a deep breath, feeling her materialistic worldview of over twenty years crumbling. But so many strange things had happened to Gun Gun these past few days that her threshold for acceptance had been raised very high.

"Okay...okay then." Lin Wan took out her phone and opened Taobao. "What size do you want?"

Li Tuantuan stretched out her arms and gestured: It has to be at least a meter wide! The keycaps have to be as big as mahjong tiles!

Lin Wan searched for a long time and finally found something similar in a store that specializes in selling "giant keyboards for visually impaired elderly people", or perhaps an industrial keyboard customized for special jobs.

"This?" Lin Wan handed over the phone screen.

It was an industrial-grade metal keyboard with huge keys, dustproof, waterproof, and durable.

Li Tuantuan glanced at it and nodded in satisfaction. This is it! Even if it's a bit pricey, it's still part of the advertising budget, so why not use it?

"Over five hundred yuan..." Lin Wan winced in pain. "Forget it, I'll ask the director for reimbursement later, and just write... 'work injury rehabilitation equipment' as the reason?"

Place your order and make payment.

Li Tuantuan lay back down on the carpet, completely satisfied.

[Li Tuantuan's inner monologue]: "Just wait, once the keyboard arrives, I'll show you what it means to be the 'Number One Keyboard Warrior of the Qinling Mountains.' I'll first give that hater who said I'm not doing my job a good scolding, and then I'll take down that marketing account that said pandas can only be cute. Hehe, I'm getting a little excited just thinking about it."

Just as I was having a sweet dream, the office door was pushed open.

Wang Zhenhua held a newspaper in his hand, his face looking rather grim.

"Xiao Lin, come and take a look at this." Wang Zhenhua slammed the newspaper on the table.

Li Tuantuan's ears twitched; he keenly sensed something was amiss. He quietly peeked over and saw a striking headline in bold black font in a corner of the newspaper:

"Beast-like Enforcement? Innovation or Hidden Danger? Experts Urge: Don't Treat Policing Like a Game!"

The accompanying photo was taken at the market that day, showing him taking a picture of the blond-haired man's shoulder. However, the angle was very tricky, making him look fierce, as if he was about to twist the blond-haired man's head off.

Li Tuantuan narrowed her eyes.

[Li Tuantuan's inner monologue]: "Oh ho? Someone's up to no good. He just got a permanent position and someone's already jealous? This 'expert' vibe... it smells a bit like that Section Chief Zhang from the Forestry Bureau the other day."

Lin Wan picked up the newspaper, her brows furrowing deeper with each reading: "Who wrote this article? It's taken out of context! It was clearly Gun Gun who stopped the bullying, how did it become 'allowing a wild beast to intimidate citizens' in his mouth?"

Wang Zhenhua lit a cigarette and took a deep breath: "It's not just the newspapers; online opinion has also shifted somewhat. Some people are stirring up trouble, saying that pandas are wild animals after all, and keeping them in the police station is like a ticking time bomb. What if they go berserk one day and hurt the children? Some people have even complained to the mayor's hotline, demanding that the pandas be sent to the zoo."

"Send them to the zoo?" Lin Wan's voice rose eight octaves. "Why?! Gun Gun has done so much good!"

"Public opinion can be unreasonable sometimes." Wang Zhenhua sighed, glancing at Li Tuantuan, who was seemingly lost in thought but actually eavesdropping by the table. "Don't let it out for the next few days; let it lay low for a while. Wait until the keyboard arrives... cough, I mean, until things calm down."

Li Tuantuan sneered inwardly.

[Li Tuantuan's inner monologue]: "Avoid the limelight? The word 'avoid' doesn't exist in my dictionary! You want to crush me with public opinion? Fine, let's see whose keyboard is tougher!"

He turned to look out the window, where the mountain winds of the Qinling Mountains rustled the leaves.

An invisible conflict seems to have arrived even before the actual crime.