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

Gu Tingchen was shocked and raised his gun to shoot, but the two were too close to fire.

Song Qianxia simply turned her body slightly to the side, avoiding the sharp edge of the steel wire.

A vicious knee strike, a vicious knee strike, landed squarely on the mirror's chin.

The mirror was lifted half a meter into the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

This is not over yet.

Song Qianxia followed suit, pressing her elbow against his throat.

If she had pressed down just one more inch, the mirror's trachea would have shattered on the spot.

The mirror rolled its eyes, its limbs twitched, and it made a "gurgling" sound in its throat.

The special police immediately pressed the mirror to the ground and made it shovel dirt.

Song Qianxia clapped her hands.

"Fancy and wasteful of air."

Everyone was stunned.

Who would have thought that Consultant Song, who usually just loafs around in the bureau and would risk his life for a few snacks...

They're so violent when they start fighting!

Zhou Zheng subconsciously touched his chin.

Even if the team's combat instructor had taken that hit, he would probably have been lying in bed for half a day.

Song Qianxia's heart skipped a beat. Oh no, she lost control and her secret was exposed again!

He immediately put on that cowardly expression.

"Oh my god, that scared me to death! Luckily I bought an extra two ounces of spinach at noon; Popeye really did lie to me!"

Everyone's faces darkened.

Are you putting on an animated film here?

Gu Tingchen didn't say anything, but just gave her a deep look before deftly putting his sidearm back into its holster.

"Take him away and find out his true identity."

"Send two riot police vehicles to escort him directly back to the city bureau's special interrogation room. No one is allowed to visit him."

Two SWAT officers dragged the mirror, which looked like a dead dog, off the ground.

The mirror was hit hard on the chin, and she could barely speak.

When we passed Song Qianxia, ​​he was still muttering incoherently.

"Imitation... You are... the real Thousand Faces..."

Song Qianxia rolled her eyes dramatically.

"Get him out of here! This guy's probably gone crazy from studying at school, constantly using the Thousand Faces trick. I'm Cardcaptor Sakura, for goodness sake!"

Zhou Zheng waved his hand, and the special police officers quickly escorted the people away from the theater lobby.

The piercing sirens of fire trucks could be heard outside.

The shot just now blew up the laptop battery and ignited the thick curtains piled up on the stage.

Although the fire was quickly extinguished by the special police with fire extinguishers, a pungent, acrid smell of burning still lingered at the scene.

"Have the bomb disposal team and the technical staff arrived yet?" Gu Tingchen asked into the walkie-talkie.

"Reporting to Captain Gu, Old Chen has brought his men in."

Several technicians in white coats carried survey kits and hurried into the theater.

The section of floor that had been blown off the stage left a charred crater.

Gu Tingchen took out a flashlight and jumped onto the stage.

Song Qianxia's eyelids twitched violently, and she quickly followed.

This was the spot the mirror had been staring at; she wanted to see what tricks this grandson was hiding behind the curtain.

Gu Tingchen used a tactical flashlight to sweep the ruins.

Apart from a pile of burnt plastic shells and electronic component remnants, there seemed to be nothing special about it.

But he didn't give up; instead, he put on a brand new pair of white rubber gloves.

He crouched down and used his bare hands to pry open the charred wooden planks that were still steaming hot.

Song Qianxia stood to the side, craning her neck to look down.

The theater floor had been in disrepair for years, and the explosion just now ripped off the top layer of solid wood flooring.

The concrete interlayer that was originally used for wiring was exposed.

Gu Tingchen pried open a broken piece of the dragon bone, and the beam of the flashlight suddenly stopped.

"Captain Gu, what did you find?" Old Chen asked, approaching with his survey kit.

Gu Tingchen didn't say anything.

He reached into the dark, dusty compartment filled with rubble.

Two fingers pinched out a small thing covered in black ash.

The moment Song Qianxia saw what it was, her blood rushed to her head, and her heart almost stopped beating.

It was a metal badge.

It's about the size of a coin.

Gu Tingchen gently wiped away the dust on the surface with his thumb, revealing a dark golden metallic luster.

And the iris patterns carved on it are extremely intricate, even somewhat bizarre.

Others might not know what this is, but Song Qianxia knows it all too well.

Because this is something she created herself in her previous life!

Pandora's Key!

That offline database, hidden three levels underground in the old financial tower in Cyrillic State, records global underground network transactions.

How did I end up here?

Song Qianxia felt like she was about to stop breathing.

This badge was clearly hidden by her in a safe house ten years ago when the Xiangyang Orphanage case occurred.

Who moved it here?

Was the mirror trying to protect that ridiculous USB drive with all its might just a diversionary tactic?

Was his real purpose to find the badge hidden in the interlayer?

Countless questions exploded in Song Qianxia's mind.

Gu Tingchen held the badge in his hand, examining it carefully in the light of the flashlight.

The metal has an excellent texture, and the edges are polished without any burrs. The iris petal texture reveals a faint seam, indicating that this is a sophisticated electronic carrier.

Gu Tingchen turned his head and his gaze met Song Qianxia's.

Song Qianxia felt that her disguise was like a transparent sheet of paper in front of him.

"What are you spacing out for?" Gu Tingchen asked calmly.

"Huh?" Song Qianxia quickly rubbed her face, putting on a cute expression. "This pattern looks like a commemorative coin from an online game? Are even assassins doing role-playing games these days?"

Gu Tingchen snorted and looked away.

He pulled a transparent evidence bag from Old Chen's investigation kit, put the badge inside, and sealed it.

"Number it, take a photo. Register it in the warehouse according to procedure." Gu Tingchen handed the evidence bag to Old Chen.

"What is this?" Old Chen asked as he put up the label.

"Unidentified physical evidence at the scene." Gu Tingchen's voice was completely calm.

Song Qianxia's palms were covered in cold sweat; she was afraid she wouldn't be able to keep up the act any longer.

Right now, there are two little people in my head fighting each other like crazy.

One of the idiots said, "Quickly pretend to faint! This person's health is already bad, so fainting now would be perfectly reasonable!"

Another little figure immediately threw a huge shovel at him. Fainting at that moment was a sign of guilt!

Old Chen responded and, carrying the box, hurried off to hand it over to the other technicians on site.

Song Qianxia stood there, completely bewildered.

The living Yama didn't ask her anything at all?

She even prepared a draft of her lie just now!

"Let's go back to the station." Gu Tingchen turned around, not even sparing her a glance, and strode out.

Song Qianxia quickly jogged to catch up.