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

The theft at the central bank's vault was solved in less than two hours.

The news spread like wildfire throughout the entire Jiangcheng City Public Security Bureau.

Normally, a locked-room burglary case without any signs of forced entry would take at least ten days to two weeks to investigate.

The case was closed by midday, with the perpetrators and stolen goods caught red-handed.

Even the media reporters didn't react in time.

News reports from outside are already everywhere.

"Jiangcheng police solved the case with lightning speed!"

"A stunning theft case solved in three hours, showcasing the prowess of the police force!"

The director was so happy that he drank three cups of pre-Qingming Longjing tea in his office.

Within the Criminal Investigation Division, details of the case were also widely circulated.

One particular name, in particular, became the focus of everyone's conversation.

That's Song Qianxia.

A useless intern who usually only serves tea and water and can't even write a proper statement.

He actually pointed out the secret at the crucial moment, exposing the robbers' deception in one fell swoop.

The contrast is just too great.

I just started work this afternoon.

Song Qianxia's workstation was completely surrounded by a group of fellow interns.

"Chika, you're amazing!"

A round-faced girl wearing glasses looked at him with adoration.

"I heard you knew there were tens of millions in cash hidden in the cart just by looking at the tire tracks?"

A tall boy next to him also joined in the fun.

"That's not all! I also heard that she knocked on the door four times, and that two-ton blast door opened by itself!"

"They say you're actually a hidden martial arts master, possessing some lost internal energy cultivation technique!"

Song Qianxia sat in a chair, holding a cup of bubble tea that she had just asked a colleague to bring for her.

As she listened to the increasingly outrageous gossip spread by this group of people, the corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably.

A martial arts master of incredible skill.

If this continues, will she be able to fly on a sword?

In order to maintain her "useless" persona, she felt she had to defuse the situation.

"Stop, stop, stop spreading rumors!"

Song Qianxia took a big gulp of pearls and mumbled something indistinctly.

"There's no such thing as an internal energy cultivation method; that method just broke down on its own."

"I was just lucky; it happened to short-circuit and bounce off."

The people around clearly didn't believe it.

"How do you explain the cart thing? Even Dr. Qian from the forensic department, with a magnifying glass, couldn't see it!"

Song Qianxia adopted the demeanor of an old cadre.

She put down her milk tea and placed her hands crossed on the table.

"Students, this is all thanks to your usual accumulation of knowledge."

She started spouting nonsense with a straight face.

"We should read more books, think more, and have more faith in science!"

"We cannot just focus on the surface phenomena; we must see through the phenomena to the essence."

She pointed to her head.

"I usually spend my weekends in the library, studying various aspects of physics and structural physics."

"Leverage principles, spatial folding, gravitational acceleration—I'll understand them naturally after watching enough of these things."

"That trolley compartment, in my eyes, is like the most basic force analysis problem in junior high school physics."

The interns were stunned.

It turns out that Song Qianxia usually pretends to be stupid, but she's actually quite cunning behind the scenes!

This is the legendary Sweeping Monk!

Next to the desk not far away.

Lin Wan was holding a stack of files, her teeth itching with anger.

She watched as Song Qianxia was surrounded by everyone like a star, and felt as uncomfortable as if she had swallowed a fly.

On what grounds?

What right does someone who's at the bottom of the class in police academy have to show off like this?

It must have been Deputy Captain Zhao or someone else who discovered the clue beforehand and deliberately let Song Qianxia speak in order to promote the newcomer!

Yes, that must be it!

Lin Wan found a perfect excuse for herself in her mind, and her expression improved slightly.

She snorted coldly and slammed the file heavily on the table.

"What are you chatting about during work hours?"

Lin Wan walked over and reprimanded her sternly.

"Is there no work to do? Do you think the police station is a tea party for you guys?!"

The interns were startled by her and scattered like birds, running back to their workstations.

Song Qianxia pouted and picked up her milk tea again to continue drinking.

"Song Qianxia, ​​don't get too cocky."

Lin Wan stood in front of her desk, looking down at her.

"You just got lucky today."

"Criminal investigation work relies on rigorous logic and long-term experience, not on blind luck."

"With your work attitude, you'll eventually be exposed for who you really are."

Song Qianxia didn't even lift her eyelids.

"Sister Lin is right."

She dragged out the sound perfunctorily.

"I will definitely learn from you in the future and try to drink more coffee and talk less."

Lin Wan was furious at her stubborn attitude.

It's about to erupt.

Suddenly, a series of steady and powerful footsteps came from the side.

The previously noisy office area instantly fell silent.

Those familiar footsteps told me who was coming without even looking.

Gu Tingchen walked in from outside.

He held several documents in his hand, his expression as stern as ever.

When I passed by Song Qianxia's workstation.

He happened to hear the end of Song Qianxia's passionate speech.

"Read more books, think more, and have more faith in science..."

Gu Tingchen stopped and repeated those words.

His gaze fell on Song Qianxia's half-finished milk tea.

The air seemed to freeze completely at that moment.

Song Qianxia almost swallowed a pearl that was in her mouth and it went straight into her trachea, repeating the mistake of choking to death in her previous life.

She immediately straightened her back, removed her hands from the milk tea cup, and placed them neatly on her knees.

Like a primary school student caught by the homeroom teacher secretly eating snacks.

"Hello, Captain Gu."

Song Qianxia forced herself to greet them.

Gu Tingchen did not respond to her greeting.

He simply lowered his eyes and looked at her quietly.

This silent gaze is more terrifying than any harsh reprimand.

About ten seconds passed.

Gu Tingchen finally spoke.

"Since you enjoy thinking so much, come to my office."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the captain's office at the end of the corridor.

With a "bang," the door slammed shut.

The entire office area was completely silent.

Everyone was looking at Song Qianxia with pity.

Being called into Captain Gu's office alone is definitely not a good sign in the Criminal Investigation Division.

In the past, people who went in would come out either with long faces or with their skin peeled off.

Lin Wan finally revealed a gloating smile.

"I told you, showing off will never end well."

She patted Song Qianxia's table.

"Hurry up and go, don't keep Captain Gu waiting."

"Let's see if your pseudoscience can fool us."

Song Qianxia sighed heavily in her heart.

She knew that this living devil wouldn't let her off so easily.

The probing in the basement just now was only the beginning.

The real interrogation is about to begin.

She stood up and straightened the slightly wrinkled hem of her police uniform.

What's there to be afraid of?

In her past life, she could talk and laugh even when facing a multinational joint interrogation by an international serious crime unit.

Why would I be afraid of a criminal investigation team leader from the municipal bureau?

As long as she stubbornly refuses to admit it and continues to play dumb, that will be enough.

Even if he figured something out, he had no evidence.

Song Qianxia stretched her neck and walked towards the closed office door with a gait that seemed to echo the desolation of the wind and the chill of the Yi River.