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

Song Qianxia's heart skipped a beat; the intuition of the Living Yama was more accurate than radar.

"I ran into a few auditors."

She curled her lip indifferently.

"They all act so arrogant, I can't even be bothered to look at them!"

Gu Tingchen stared at her.

This girl is lying. And it's the kind of lie she's determined not to tell the truth.

Gu Tingchen did not expose her to her face.

They knew that Song Qianxia had many secrets, including her extraordinary counter-surveillance abilities and professional hacking skills.

The resume was as clean as a blank sheet of paper, yet it revealed the colors of another world beneath.

He had promised that as long as she didn't cross the line, the Major Crimes Unit would be her support.

But now, she has chosen to keep it a secret.

"Go downstairs and wait in the car."

Gu Tingchen looked away, took a car key out of his pocket, and tossed it to her.

"There's chocolate and oral glucose solution in the glove compartment. Eat them and wait for me in the car. Don't wander around."

Song Qianxia caught the car keys and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Alright, Captain Gu. I'll go downstairs and get some sugar then."

She didn't want to stay a moment longer and turned to walk towards the elevator.

Watching Song Qianxia disappear at the end of the corridor as if fleeing, Gu Tingchen's face darkened completely.

What did she see that could scare someone who dares to dismantle a bomb like a toy like this?

Besides Night Owl, what other terrifying thing has infiltrated Jiangcheng into that underground world?

Gu Tingchen took out his phone and dialed the traffic police brigade.

"We just had Lin Wan access the Skynet surveillance footage, but we've expanded the scope a bit more. We've extracted images of everyone who entered the building between 8 and 10 a.m. this morning."

After hanging up the phone, Gu Tingchen refocused his attention on the archives.

He couldn't interfere with Song Qianxia's choice, but he represented the Jiangcheng City Public Security Bureau. No matter what kind of monsters or demons they were, anyone who committed a crime in Jiangcheng must not be let off easily!

Gu Tingchen walked to the row of metal cabinets at the very back of the archives room.

There's much less dust here than outside; someone once rummaged through this place looking for something.

He crouched down and shone his flashlight into the seam at the bottom of the cabinet.

A faint reflection caught his attention.

It was a small piece of torn cardboard, stuck in the gap between the cabinet leg and the floor.

Gu Tingchen carefully used tweezers to remove the cardboard.

The cardboard was thick, with scorch marks on the edges. Half of a number "7" written in blue ballpoint pen remained on it.

This is a special anti-magnetic packaging box for storing heavy-duty financial hard drives.

Gu Tingchen stood up, his mind quickly replaying the scene of the incident.

Before Meng Xiaoqing disappeared, she took with her an electronic backup of the core accounts. Meanwhile, the cleaning lady, Aunt Liu, stumbled upon the perpetrator dealing with the scene while cleaning.

After killing someone to cover up their crime, the murderer used a special metal wire to slit their throat.

Gu Tingchen gripped the evidence bag tightly in his hand. These rats hiding in the gutter were finally starting to show their tails.

At this moment, in the SUV downstairs.

Song Qianxia tore open the chocolate packaging and chewed it in big bites.

I opened the car window and let the cold wind blow on my face.

Hiding it was a dangerous decision. Gu Tingchen was not only her captain, but also the first person to unconditionally trust her and be willing to support her.

The way Gu Tingchen looked at her just now clearly showed that he saw through her disguise.

The fact that he didn't ask doesn't mean he believed her; he was just waiting for her to speak up herself.

But she couldn't say.

Archives are a group of ghosts without identities, fingerprints, or even electronic data.

The police investigating them would only needlessly increase the number of casualties.

"If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up."

She remembered what Gu Tingchen had said and gave a bitter smile.

Captain Gu, I'm sorry, but the sky is too high this time. You won't be able to hold on, or you'll die.

Problems belonging to the underworld must be solved using underworld methods.

She must hack into the underground dark web hub and find Black Heron's trail before White Crow discovers her.

Black Heron is the archivist; only he knows who's listed in the directory. If White Crow could erase Black Heron's records or alter the directory's contents, he would lose his target.

This is the only way to protect both myself and the Major Crimes Unit.

Song Qianxia pulled out her encrypted laptop from under the passenger seat.

She assembled the computer herself. It looks like a broken second-hand item, but all the core components inside are top-of-the-line.

I plugged in the wireless network card and my fingers flew across the keyboard.

A series of complex green codes popped up on the screen.

They chose a very off-the-beaten-path route.

She was going to hack into an old server node in Cyrillic State, which had once been her test site and still retained a backdoor at the bottom layer that connected to the underground black market intelligence network.

Once she gets inside, she can act like an invisible ghost, searching for clues about the archives in the transaction records of those unscrupulous brokers.

"Verification successful. Connecting..."

A progress bar appeared on the screen.

Just as the progress bar reached 90%, Song Qianxia suddenly stopped.

The monitoring radar in the lower right corner emitted a slight beeping sound.

Someone is tracking her signal?!

Moreover, the other party's technology was extremely advanced; they were practically working against her firewall.

"Interesting. Jiangcheng actually has a master of this caliber?"

Song Qianxia smiled and once again suppressed her fear.

With lightning speed, he quickly wrote one bait script after another, leading the target's tracking path to a public internet cafe in the neighboring city.

At the same time, she started reverse tracking.

Let's see which fool dares to touch the master's butt!

Five seconds later, the other party's IP address popped up on the screen.

Song Qianxia stared at the address, her eyes slowly widening.

The other party did not hide their IP address at all; instead, they blatantly used their real address.

Jiangcheng University, Department of Sociology Teaching and Research Building.

"The Night Owl's Watchman..." Song Qianxia gritted her teeth and spat out these words.

The professor named Cheng Yan was telling her in this way: I know you're online, and I know what you're looking for.

Do these guys really think she's made of clay?

The owl wanted to force her to show herself, but she had to hide in the archives; she was caught in a pincer movement.

Footsteps could be heard outside the car window.

Song Qianxia reacted quickly, slamming her laptop shut and stuffing it back under her seat.

Gu Tingchen opened the car door and got into the driver's seat.

"Have you replenished your sugar levels?"

"I'm bursting with energy!" Song Qianxia patted her chest. "Captain Gu, where are we going now? Back to the station cafeteria for lunch?"

Gu Tingchen did not start the car.

He threw the evidence bag containing the charred cardboard onto the instrument panel.

"I'm not going to the cafeteria. I'm going to Jiangcheng University instead."

Song Qianxia's heart skipped a beat. "What are you going to the university for? To catch college students skipping classes?"

"The Municipal Public Security Bureau invited Professor Cheng Yan from the Department of Sociology to participate in the discussion of the old case. We need to hear the expert's opinion on the operating model of that crime school."

Gu Tingchen stared at the windshield, his tone so calm it betrayed no emotion.

Song Qianxia pinched her thigh with her fingers.

Cheng Yan!

I was just exchanging blows with him online, and now I'm going to meet this Night Owl's top official in Jiangcheng in real life.

And she went with Gu Tingchen.

What's this? Like a lamb entering a tiger's den and needing a bodyguard?

"Captain Gu, can I not go?" Song Qianxia made a last-ditch effort. "I get a headache just looking at professors. Seriously, I ended up like this because I didn't have enough credits when I was in police academy."

"No." Gu Tingchen interrupted her directly.

"You're a specially appointed technical advisor. I need your intuition to deal with this kind of master of psychological warfare."

Gu Tingchen started the car. The SUV roared and drove away from the Xinghai Foundation building.

Song Qianxia leaned back in her chair, looking at Gu Tingchen's cold profile, her mind racing with a thousand thoughts.

She knew that Gu Tingchen didn't need her intuition to take her there.

The living Yama was testing her.

Since she had concealed Bai Ya's existence, Gu Tingchen could no longer let her out of his sight.