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

Hao Hui's hand reached for the holster at his waist.

His face bore the fierce look typical of a desperado.

The woman who suddenly fell from the ceiling ruined his plans.

Two percent of the data has not yet been destroyed.

If the hard drive falls into the hands of the police, Professor Cheng will definitely skin him alive.

"You're asking for it!" Hao Hui pulled out his homemade Black Star pistol.

With a flick of her wrist, Song Qianxia released the stapler from her hand like a hidden weapon.

It struck Hao Hui's right wrist, where he was holding the gun, with perfect accuracy.

"Ouch!" Hao Hui screamed in pain.

The pistol slipped from his hand and fell to the ground, sliding several meters away.

"You don't even know the most basic tactical grip, yet you're trying to learn how to handle a gun?"

Song Qianxia patted the dust off her hands, her tone disdainful.

"If your thumb and index finger are suspended in the air and you're not applying force correctly, even if you've released the safety, the recoil can still knock out your front teeth."

"Shut up!"

Just as Hao Hui was clutching his wrist, preparing to pounce and fight hand-to-hand,

A deafening crash came from outside the heavy security door of the control room.

"Bang!"

The ram smashed the door lock to pieces.

Immediately afterwards, the entire door frame flew off.

Two white riot shields crashed in like two walls.

"Police! Drop your weapons!"

Zhou Zheng charged in like a furious black bear, holding a Type 95 assault rifle, and aimed it directly at Hao Hui's head.

Hao Hui was startled, but his mind worked extremely fast.

He turned and lunged toward the equipment maintenance door behind the control panel.

That door leads directly to the fire escape. Just crawl inside, slide down the rope to the first floor, and you can escape!

But his hand had just touched the doorknob.

A dark shadow cut through the middle of the shield.

Gu Tingchen moved with lightning speed, delivering a powerful side kick that slammed into Hao Hui's back.

Hao Hui's face slammed solidly against the repair door. Before he could even scream, his eyes rolled back and he passed out.

Zhou Zheng led his men forward quickly.

Two pairs of gleaming silver handcuffs were used to bind Hao Hui's wrists behind his back.

"Trying to run away? I've been waiting outside for over half an hour!"

Zhou Zheng spat on the ground.

Gu Tingchen ignored Hao Hui on the ground and looked past the unconscious operator, his gaze landing on Song Qianxia.

The girl twitched the corners of her mouth and hugged a hard drive to her chest.

His oversized hoodie was covered in dust from the ventilation ducts, and his face was streaked with black ash.

He looked like a homeless man who had just crawled out of a coal mine.

But on the back of her hand that was holding the hard drive, there was a bloody gash from the metal sheet of the blinds; the skin was torn open and blood was seeping out.

Gu Tingchen put the gun back in its holster and took out a band-aid from his pocket.

It was stuck on the back of Song Qianxia's hand.

Song Qianxia was taken aback by this sudden action.

He looked down at the back of his hand.

It's pink, and it has a picture of a little panda eating bamboo printed on it.

"Captain Gu, you're supposed to be the King of Hell, why are you carrying around these overly girly band-aids?"

Song Qianxia pouted and couldn't help but complain.

"Zhou Zheng bought it." Gu Tingchen didn't even lift his eyelids, casually shifting the blame.

Zhou Zheng, who was helping Hao Hui stand up, nearly popped his eyes out when he heard this.

"Captain Gu! Don't throw mud at me! How could someone with my muscles possibly buy a pink panda?"

Gu Tingchen ignored him and turned to look at the mess on the ground.

"Seal off the entire server, and don't let any piece of paper or USB drive in this room go undetected."

"Old Zheng, take some men to control all exits and verify the identities of all employees in this building."

Old Zheng led a large number of police officers in and rushed in, causing an uproar on the entire fourth floor.

The shouts of the police and the sound of handcuffs being put on filled the air.

At that moment, a violent coughing sound came from the ventilation duct.

Lin Wan jumped down from the ceiling, covered in dust and dirt.

I didn't stand firmly when I landed and staggered.

Song Qianxia reacted quickly and grabbed her arm.

Lin Wan straightened up and stared intently at Song Qianxia.

"Thanks for earlier."

Song Qianxia chuckled twice.

"Don't mention it, I was in a rush to grab the hard drive and get my bonus. What if you died and I lost my perfect attendance bonus?"

Lin Wan rolled her eyes in exasperation. "Song Qianxia, ​​are you sick in the head?! Can't you just accept someone's thanks properly?"

Gu Tingchen stood to the side, a smile playing on his lips.

Half an hour later, in the city bureau's interrogation room.

Hao Hui was woken up by a bucket of cold water and sat shivering in the interrogation chair.

Across from him sat Gu Tingchen in the presiding judge's seat, reviewing the physical evidence collected at the scene.

"What's your name?" Gu Tingchen asked without looking up.

"Hao... Hao Hui. The manager of the Dark Night Maze."

"Where are the Xinghai Foundation's ledgers?" Gu Tingchen cut straight to the point.

Hao Hui swallowed hard, glanced at the national emblem on the wall, and his mental defenses crumbled by half.

"It was... taken by the Night Watch. I'm just a subordinate, in charge of the daily operations of the experience center. He just called and said something was wrong, and told me to take people back to the control room immediately to destroy all the data."

"What does the Night Watchman look like? What's his name?" Gu Tingchen closed the folder, staring intently at him.

Hao Hui shook his head frantically.

"I really don't know! I swear! I've never even seen his face!"

"We communicated via encrypted software on a single line, and he always used a voice changer when he called."

"He directly arranged the underground training ground incident. I was only responsible for clearing the venue; I had no authority to care what happened inside!"

In the monitoring room, Song Qianxia crossed her arms and watched Hao Hui weeping bitterly, then let out a cold laugh.

"This idiot was sold out and he's still helping count the money."

Cheng Yan, that old fox, never shows up in person.

In Night Owl's system, these peripheral operations managers are less than dogs; they're just disposable shields that can be thrown away at any time.

Gu Tingchen walked out of the interrogation room and threw the notebook on the table.

"He's telling the truth. His connection with Cheng Yan ended there."

"Now, all our hopes are on this hard drive. Let's go to the technical department."