A perfect crime? To me, it's full of flaws!

(This book is entirely fictional! All the cases described are made up by the author; please do not take them literally!)

(This book contains no descriptions that defame or smear the police; all police officers, including public officials, are portrayed in a positive light!)

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"Master, please let me go to the Municipal Public Security Bureau, or if that's not possible, the County Public Security Bureau will do. I'm tired of being in the Provincial Public Security Bureau all the time."

Qi Feng held a steaming cup of Longjing tea in both hands and respectfully placed it on his master Liu Yuanshan's mahogany desk. The teacup made a soft, crisp sound as it touched the table.

He wore a fawning smile, but his eyes were filled with barely suppressed restlessness.

If he doesn't leave the scene soon, he feels like his police uniform is about to turn into a security guard uniform.

For more than half a year after graduation, he was forced to stay in the provincial department every day to check the files of those old cases. The musty smell of the paper almost made him tasting the same.

"You little rascal, don't think that just because you have some talent you can run around all day."

Liu Yuanshan didn't even lift his eyelids. He picked up the teacup, brought it to his nose to smell the aroma of the tea, and then slowly blew away the foam.

"With your limited skills, you're far from ready. Only when you've smoothed out your restless heart should you talk about working at the grassroots level. Look at your senior colleague! She's incredibly busy every day! You, on the other hand, can't sit still!"

He took a sip of tea, and the scalding hot tea slid down his throat, making him feel completely comfortable.

Only then did he raise his eyes to look at his closed-door disciple.

He was retiring in three years. Qi Feng was the last apprentice he had ever taken on, and also the most gifted one.

That's just his nature; he's very wild, like an unleashed husky, always wanting to run away.

It has to be polished, polished properly.

"Master, you are mistaken!"

Qi Feng immediately straightened his back and put on a serious face.

"I admit my senior is a top student; data integration, analysis, and comparison are her areas of expertise, and I can't even come close. But I'm a graduate student specializing in trace evidence examination; my battlefield is on the front lines! Staring at the computer all day, my eyes are practically failing me!"

He wailed half-truthfully, while inwardly he was ranting and raving.

My eyes won't work anymore, and my system is going to be useless!

Having a system as a cheat code in this life was supposed to be a perfect start, but now my master has forced me to become a benchwarmer.

Qi Feng discovered he had a system in the summer of the year he graduated from junior high school.

A horrific traffic accident occurred at the intersection near my home. A dump truck hit a person and then fled the scene.

He followed his neighbors to see what was going on, squeezing outside the police line and craning his neck to look.

Suddenly, a glaring red circle appeared out of thin air in his field of vision, tightly encircling a section of land deep in the green belt not far away.

The place was a mess, and nobody paid attention.

He was very curious at the time, and when no one was watching, he quietly slipped over.

Parting the waist-high holly bushes, something circled in red was revealed.

It was a small, blue plastic fragment about the size of a fingernail, with some mud on it.

He mustered his courage and told the traffic police who were investigating the scene about it.

Later, news came from the traffic police that the fragment, after comparison, was confirmed to have fallen from the bumper of the vehicle involved in the accident, becoming key evidence in identifying the vehicle.

For this, the traffic police team specially rewarded him with 500 yuan.

The moment he received the money, a semi-transparent notification popped up in front of him, visible only to him: [Experience Points +5].

From that day on, Qi Feng understood.

His eyes are blessed!

So he began to consciously approach those crime scenes.

Unfortunately, such things are rare and can't be expected; you can't just hope for something bad to happen to you every day.

In the following five years, he was incredibly lucky to stumble upon three crime scenes: one traffic accident and two criminal cases.

Without exception, he found crucial clues overlooked by the police by relying on the "red box," earning a considerable amount of reward money and gaining more experience points, but he still didn't level up.

On his last occasion, he helped the police find a cigarette butt left behind by a suspect in a series of burglaries, which directly led to the case being solved.

After that incident, he seemed to come into the sights of certain people.

In his senior year of high school, he was specially admitted to one of the top police universities in the country.

Before he even graduated with his master's degree, he was spotted by Liu Yuanshan, a titan in the criminal investigation field, who exceptionally accepted him as his last disciple.

He thought he could start his detective career from now on, dominating crime scenes and making his system contribution points soar.

Who knew that ideals are often grand, while reality is often harsh?

Liu Yuanshan threw him directly into the archives, euphemistically calling it "tempering his character".

The worst part is that his system is incredibly rigid.

Without going to the site, what's the point of just looking at photos and files?

For the past six months, he has been watching helplessly as the system panel displayed only 25 experience points, his heart filled with anxiety.

If this continues, his cheat code will really become useless.

Just as Qi Feng was preparing to press on and continue to plead with his master, there was a knock on the office door.

"Old Liu."

A clear, crisp female voice rang out; the voice arrived before the person.

Lin Haitang from the Provincial Public Security Department's Criminal Investigation Division strode in, carrying a stack of documents.

She was dressed in a smart police uniform today, with her long hair tied in a high ponytail, looking very dashing.

But on that clean and pretty face, there was a hint of anxiety that she couldn't hide.

"There's a very difficult case in S City. It's already been reported to the provincial department, and Director Gong has asked you to immediately send people over to provide support."

Liu Yuanshan raised an eyebrow and put down his teacup.

"S City? Qin An can't handle that?"

The Qin An he mentioned was his eldest apprentice, who had inherited his skills and was a top expert in trace evidence examination at the S City Police Department.

Although he's a bit slow-witted, his skills are absolutely top-notch.

A case that even he finds difficult to solve must be quite complex.

"The inability to handle it is one aspect, but the main issue is that the case has had such a terrible impact."

Lin Haitang handed over a document and explained quickly.

"Three heinous crimes of the same nature have occurred in S City in succession. After the murderer killed women, he hid their bodies inside large dolls and abandoned them in public places. After the third case was discovered, it directly triggered public opinion across the entire Internet, and now the Municipal Bureau is under tremendous pressure."

A corpse hidden in a doll?

Liu Yuanshan's face darkened.

This method carries a strange sense of ritual and is a blatant provocation against social order.

"Master..."

Qi Feng's eyes lit up instantly, like a wolf that hadn't eaten for three days in the dark.

He rubbed his hands together, staring longingly at Liu Yuanshan, his yearning eyes practically screaming "Take me there!"

opportunity!

What a golden opportunity!

Liu Yuanshan glanced at him, looking at his pathetic appearance, feeling both annoyed and amused.

This kid gets more enthusiastic than anything else when he hears about a case.

He hesitated for a moment.

Well, let's see what they're made of.

Confining people to an ivory tower will certainly not produce truly elite soldiers.

"Alright."

Liu Yuanshan finally relented.

"We happen to need someone to carry our bags, so come with me and broaden your horizons."

"Okay!"

Qi Feng was startled and almost jumped up on the spot, his face beaming with joy.

He'll carry the bag, he'll crawl on the ground if he wants to get to the scene!

His system is finally ready to go!

"Haitang," Liu Yuanshan looked at Lin Haitang again, "what did Director Gong say?"

Lin Haitang immediately replied, "Director Gong means that this case has attracted too much public attention and must be solved as soon as possible. He has put you in charge personally and specifically asked you to bring me along to be responsible for information gathering and external coordination."

As she spoke, her gaze inadvertently swept over Qi Feng, who was shaking with excitement beside her, and her lips curled up almost imperceptibly.

This guy is going out again.

The thought of how this guy always tried to banter with her, calling it "livening up the atmosphere," gave Lin Haitang a headache.

"Okay, then you should go and get ready too."

Liu Yuanshan nodded, stood up, picked up the hat on the table, and put it on.

"Qi Feng, stop grinning like an idiot. Go get my survey kit. We'll meet downstairs in fifteen minutes and head to S City."

"Yes, sir! Mission accomplished!"

Qi Feng responded loudly, turned around and rushed out of the office like a gust of wind. His back view was full of the joy of breaking free from the cage and the eagerness to rush to the battlefield.

Watching his disappearing figure, Liu Yuanshan shook his head helplessly and said to Lin Haitang:

"That kid is a troublemaker. When you get to S City, keep a close eye on him and don't let him cause me any trouble."

Lin Haitang stood at attention, saluted, and answered crisply, "Yes, Elder Liu!"

But in her heart she was wondering, looking at him?

With his slippery and unpredictable nature, I'd probably be the one who gets internal injuries from anger first.

Fifteen minutes later.

Downstairs at the Provincial Public Security Bureau, a black SUV was already running.

Qi Feng sat in the driver's seat, happily drinking goji berry-infused water.

He could already picture the crime scene in City S, with red clue boxes beckoning to him.

Lots of experience points, here I come!