We asked you to solve cases, and here you are sharing your criminal experiences?

Gu Tingchen gave the order.

All the hidden searchlights around the rooftop instantly turned on!

Several blinding, high-intensity beams of light simultaneously locked onto the dark figure who was about to jump off the building.

"Police! Don't move!"

The special police officers, who had been lying in ambush, appeared as if by divine intervention.

They quickly surrounded the target from four directions, their dark gun barrels pointed directly at it.

The sudden burst of bright light blinded the man so much that he couldn't open his eyes.

He was so frightened that he trembled all over, slipped, and almost fell off the edge of the rooftop.

But this guy reacted pretty quickly.

He gripped the rusty railing tightly to steady himself.

Seeing the SWAT officers closing in, he didn't raise his hand.

Instead, they resembled wild dogs cornered in a desperate situation, their faces revealing a fierce glint.

"Everyone back off! Don't come any closer!"

The imposter screamed hysterically.

He suddenly pulled a silver-gray tubular object from the side of his tactical bag.

His thumb was gripping the button at the top tightly.

"Anyone who dares to come near me, I'll detonate the thermite!"

He waved the thing in his hand wildly.

"This thing is over 2000 degrees Celsius! We'll all die together!"

The special police officers led by Zhou Zheng immediately stopped.

Out of tactical discipline, they maintained a safe distance and did not rush forward.

Gu Tingchen's face darkened, and his hand reached for the holster on his lower back.

He would not hesitate to shoot and kill the person who was about to detonate the explosives.

At this tense moment...

A discordant voice suddenly rang out on the rooftop.

"Alright, alright, stop making a fool of yourself by holding up that broken iron pipe."

Song Qianxia swaggered out from behind the ventilation unit.

He patted the dust off his clothes, looking disgusted.

"Song Qianxia! Go back!"

Gu Tingchen lowered his voice and shouted sharply, his brows furrowed into a knot.

Why is she even bothering to join in on this situation where an explosion could happen at any moment?

Song Qianxia waved her hand, looking completely unconcerned.

"Captain Gu, don't worry."

"That thing is just an empty shell, used to scare people."

Song Qianxia stopped less than five meters away from the counterfeit goods, her hands in her hoodie pockets.

He looked the man in front of him up and down, who was wearing a black hood.

His eyes were filled with undisguised contempt.

"You didn't even remove the safety pin from the detonator's base, what the hell are you doing pressing it?"

"Even if you press the buttons until sparks fly, it won't explode."

The imposter was taken aback.

I subconsciously looked down at the thermite tube in my hand.

On the base, a conspicuous red plastic pin is stuck there intact.

The air seemed to freeze in that instant.

The expressions on the faces of the SWAT team members became somewhat subtle.

awkward.

It's so embarrassing.

Song Qianxia sighed and began her frantic anti-counterfeiting campaign.

"With your level of composure and professional competence, you dare to impersonate a mastermind and send out a pre-announcement message?"

The imposter paused for a moment, then waved the glass tube in his hand.

"Shut up! I am a thousand faces! I am an international master thief!"

Song Qianxia was so angry that she laughed instead.

"A thousand faces? Stop flattering yourself!"

"You even got the signature on the announcement wrong, how dare you call yourself 'Thousand Faces'?"

The imposter's eyes widened. "Where did I make a mistake?"

Song Qianxia has launched a professional anti-counterfeiting campaign.

"What the hell did you draw with the smiley face symbol in your signature? It's a dead fish tail dragging to the lower right! Are you cerebellum underdeveloped and can't control your wrist?"

The surrounding SWAT officers were stunned. No one expected that this technical consultant would be discussing calligraphy with the suspect at this moment.

The counterfeiter was scolded until he was red in the face and his neck was thick with anger.

Song Qianxia didn't give him a chance to refute.

"And the wording of that announcement letter!"

"What 'Extreme Speed'? What 'Abyss of Sin'? Are you putting on a Western-style stage play?"

"Qianmian never uses this kind of pretentious, inverted sentence structure! You must have used a free AI translator!"

The imposter, not expecting the police to have analyzed such details so thoroughly, roared...

"What do you know, you lousy cop! I imitated the essence of her style!"

Song Qianxia became a huge hit, pointing at the tool bag on the counterfeit's waist.

"Essence my ass!"

"All of the equipment in the Thousand Faces set was handcrafted by old craftsmen in the underground black market of Cyrillic Continent."

"Even if you're going to impersonate someone, couldn't you at least incur some costs?"

The imposter felt his professional dignity had been greatly insulted.

"I kill you!"

He casually tossed the unusable thermite tube onto the ground.

He suddenly pulled a military dagger from his lower back, like a raging bull.

With a howl, it pounced on Song Qianxia, ​​who was right in front of it.

"Chika! Get out of the way!"

Gu Tingchen's eyes sharpened, and he drew his gun with lightning speed.

But someone was faster than him.

Facing the gleaming dagger, Song Qianxia did not back down; instead, her eyes instantly turned icy cold.

It's a kind of indifference that comes from experiencing countless life-or-death battles.

The muscle memory ingrained in her bones instantly took over her body at that moment.

She did not take a single step back.

With just a slight turn of his body, the dagger grazed the tip of her nose.

next second.

Her right hand, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, precisely seized the imposter's wrist holding the knife.

There were no unnecessary movements.

Twist it in the opposite direction and press it down sharply.

Using the momentum of her opponent's forward lunge, Song Qianxia executed a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw.

A muffled "bang" was heard.

The imposter, weighing 160 pounds, was slammed heavily onto the nearby ventilation duct.

Song Qianxia pressed down on him.

His knee was pressed firmly against the opponent's spine.

He folded his arms backwards to an extreme angle that most people could not tolerate.

"Click."

A crisp sound of bones dislocating echoed on the rooftop.

"ah--!"

The imposter let out a bloodcurdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered.

The dagger clattered to the ground.

A precise black market wrist-locking strangulation technique.

From the moment the opponent lunged at him to the moment he was completely subdued, the entire process took less than three seconds.

The special police officers led by Zhou Zheng were dumbfounded.

They hadn't even seen how this seemingly frail girl made her move.

"What are you all standing there for? Waiting for the food to be served?"

Song Qianxia patted the man on the back of the head and shouted at Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Zheng suddenly realized what was happening and quickly led his men to rush up.

They deftly handcuffed the counterfeit.

Song Qianxia stood up and dusted off her hands.

"Is that all you've got? You're trying to get by like other people."

Just then, Old Zheng came running up the stairs from the rooftop, panting heavily.

"Captain Gu! The cleanup downstairs is complete!"

Old Zheng wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"The archives on the eighth floor are safe. The original ledger has been taken back to the municipal bureau's evidence storage."

"Even if he really goes in tonight, all he'll burn is a bunch of waste paper copies."

Gu Tingchen nodded.

He put the gun back in its holster and strode over to Song Qianxia.

He looked down at her.

His gaze was so deep it sent chills down your spine.

"Hate fans..."

Gu Tingchen's voice was drawn out, filled with scrutiny.

"Not only are they proficient in tactical equipment and have top-notch anti-counterfeiting skills, but they're also so skilled in hand-to-hand combat and grappling?"

He pointed to the imposter on the ground, who was groaning in pain.

"That chokehold and wrist-severing move just now wasn't a standard technique taught at the police academy."

Song Qianxia's heart skipped a beat again.

Oh no, I got so excited just now that I revealed my trump card from my past life that saved my life.

He quickly laughed it off, his face looking extremely innocent.

"Um, Captain Gu."

"I learned this from a free course on Bilibili. The teacher said that if you encounter a thug, you should attack his groin and joints. That just shows how good my comprehension is!"

Gu Tingchen looked at her face, which was full of "sincerity".

He snorted coldly.

"Send me the link to that online course later. Let the SWAT team take some training too."

After saying that, Gu Tingchen turned and walked towards the stairwell.

"Take him away and interrogate him at the station tonight."

Song Qianxia let out a long sigh of relief.

We managed to fool them at least once.