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

We followed the NPC through the winding, secret passage for a full two minutes.

The walls of this passage are made of thick soundproof material, so you can't hear any noise outside when you walk inside.

Even the smell in the air has changed.

The outer chamber reeked of artificial fragrances and cheap plastic. Inside, however, there was only a cold, dry metallic scent.

Lin Wan's fingers pressed discreetly on the belt buckle at her waist, where a tactical pen was hidden.

"Captain Gu, we've entered the advanced area. We should be underground," Lin Wan reported in a low voice.

There was only a faint hissing sound from the headphones.

Lin Wan's heart tightened, and she reached out to touch her earphones.

The NPC stopped in front of a heavy, silver-gray iron gate and swiped his access card.

The metal doors slid open slowly to both sides.

"Gentlemen, the advanced player area is inside. Have a good time." The NPC showed no intention of going in and turned back the way he came.

Lin Wan and Song Qianxia exchanged a glance and walked in side by side.

I've just stepped across the threshold.

The door slammed shut behind us.

The vibrations from the metal impact traveled down the ground to the soles of my feet.

The lights came on, and several rows of high-powered industrial incandescent lamps flashed simultaneously.

The two then realized that this was not an escape room at all!

There were no scary sound effects, and no bloodstained silicone props.

There are no fancy, contrived puzzles or mechanisms.

What appeared before the two was an extremely hardcore tactical training ground.

Various simulated obstacles were placed in the open space.

A single-sided bulletproof glass wall stands in the center of the venue, simulating the layout of a bank teller counter.

In the corner, there was a row of unopened weighted sandbags and several pairs of worn-out boxing gloves.

Various precise distance measuring lines were drawn on the ground in white paint.

Ten meters, fifteen meters, and twenty-five meters are all standard effective shooting distances for pistols.

There were three mannequins standing on the wall directly in front of us, with their heads and hearts covered in indentations of varying depths.

Lin Wan gasped and quickly walked to the wall on the left.

A huge blueprint was posted on the wall.

"Song Qianxia, ​​come look at this..."

Song Qianxia walked over unhurriedly with her hands in her hoodie pockets and glanced at the scene.

His eyes narrowed.

That's a real structural diagram of the vault of Jiangcheng Commercial Bank!

The edges of the drawing were covered with annotations written in water-based pens.

The dimensions of the ventilation ducts, the location of the infrared alarm, and the intersection angle of the probes are clearly marked.

Even the wall thickness and the explosive yield required for the blast were written next to it.

Next to the blueprint, there is also a map showing the distribution of the Jiangcheng City Public Security Bureau's surveillance network.

It's immediately clear which streets have illegal parking cameras and which alleys are blind spots for surveillance.

Even the shift handover times and route rotation patterns of patrol cars are meticulously recorded.

This is not a game.

This is a simulation and review of real crimes.

"Are they crazy?!"

This isn't some kind of mystery-solving experience center; it's a ticking time bomb buried beneath Jiangcheng City!

If Night Owl wanted to, he could release a group of thugs familiar with the security loopholes in Jiangcheng from here at any time!

Song Qianxia remained silent.

His gaze passed over Lin Wan and landed on a huge blackboard in the center of the venue, on which was drawn the logo of the closed-eyed owl.

Several lines of large characters were handwritten on the blackboard in bright red paint.

The Thousand Faces of Conduct.

Song Qianxia's eyelids twitched with anger.

She wanted to see what kind of nonsense these rats hiding in the gutter were teaching under her name!

"First rule. To achieve the goal, everything can be sacrificed, including the lives of the innocent."

"Second rule: Companions are stepping stones; when necessary, betrayal is the most effective means of self-preservation."

Article 3: Leave no survivors; eradicate the entire population.

Song Qianxia felt a fire burning in her chest.

This is an insult! This is the ultimate insult to her professional ethics!

In her past life, she dominated the underworld for ten years. What did she rely on?

It is the most advanced hacking technique, a meticulously planned scheme, and a bottom line of never harming ordinary people!

She killed drug lords, human traffickers, and arms dealers whose hands were stained with blood.

We never involve the innocent, and we would never sacrifice human lives as casually as weeds.

That's why she became a legend in the underworld, respected even by the most ruthless criminals.

But now, Night Owl has portrayed her as a madwoman with no bottom line and who will stop at nothing.

They used the Thousand Faces technique as a brainwashing totem to bewitch antisocial marginalized people, making them willingly become scapegoats.

"That's all bullshit!"

Song Qianxia kicked the sandbag next to her and cursed.

Lin Wan was startled and quickly ran over to pull her back, whispering something.

"Are you crazy? What's wrong with you? This is evidence of a crime!"

"Bullshit rules!" Song Qianxia pointed at the blackboard, trembling with anger.

"These idiots don't even understand the basic logic of stealth assassination! Indiscriminate killing will only attract unnecessary police investigations. This isn't top-tier criminals; this is just brainless butchers!"

Lin Wan stared at her blankly.

Why does this girl's tone sound like she's defending that assassin's reputation?

"Song Qianxia, ​​calm down. We're on enemy territory now."

Lin Wan took out her phone, ready to take a picture of what was on the blackboard as evidence.

The screen lit up.

However, the signal bar in the upper left corner is a red cross.

No service.

Lin Wan's expression changed drastically, and she whispered into the air,

"Captain Gu? Captain Gu, please respond!"

A dead silence.

"Stop shouting."

Song Qianxia took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart.

He looked up and scanned the ceiling.

There is a black hemispherical camera in each of the four corners.

The red light on the camera is flashing rapidly.

Not only that, Song Qianxia also heard a faint sound of a motor running inside the wall.

"The entire area is physically shielded. And the jamming device is hidden in a layer within this wall."

Song Qianxia walked to the silver-gray iron gate and pushed it.

Not moving.

A precise anti-riot latch popped out from the edge of the door, completely locking up any escape route.

"Are we locked up here?"

Lin Wan's face turned pale as she gripped the tactical pen tightly.

"But we didn't reveal our identities at all along the way!"

"There is no need to reveal your identity."

Song Qianxia turned around and looked at the four cameras.

Night Owl's intelligence station cannot be entered or exited at will.

From the moment they stepped into the experience center, their every movement and every micro-expression was already being studied under a microscope.

Song Qianxia flexed her wrists and gave a cold, curt smile at the nearest camera.

"This is like setting up an execution ground for us."