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

The door was pushed open, breaking the tense atmosphere in the room.

Three pairs of eyes in the room looked over at the same time.

Song Qianxia stood at the door with a sincere smile on her face.

He was still holding an empty paper cup in his hand.

"Oh dear, the leaders are all here? I'm so sorry."

Song Qianxia raised her paper cup.

"Director Qin, the water dispenser outside is out of water. I'd like to come in and get a glass of water."

After Song Qianxia slowly finished filling the water container and took a big gulp, she pretended to look at the three people in the room with curiosity.

"Why are the leaders so serious? What are they talking about? This month's crime-solving bonus?"

Gu Tingchen's taut jawline twitched slightly. He knew all too well what lay beneath her roguish facade; this woman had deliberately chosen this moment to barge in.

"Tsk, what's going on today? Xiao Song, hurry up and get going after you finish this!"

Qin Zhenhai quickly gave her a wink.

"Stop right there. You must be Song Qianxia?"

Zhou Hui spoke with a cold face.

Song Qianxia paused, then stood up straight obediently.

"Reporting to the superior, it's absolutely genuine!"

"Perfect timing, I need to ask you about something."

Zhou Hui picked up the memo from the coffee table, her gaze almost piercing through her.

"Song Qianxia, ​​a police academy student who was at the bottom of the class, yet her performance in actual combat is excessively outstanding! What exactly is your relationship with that internationally wanted criminal named Thousand Faces?"

Song Qianxia wore an expression of being flattered.

"Boss, you're flattering me too much! If I were really that 'Thousand Faces' guy, I'd have bought a private island in the Pacific and been raising young hunks by now! Look at my dark circles, do I look like a wanted transnational criminal?"

"Disguising oneself as a harmless member of the lower class is a common tactic used by many highly intelligent criminals!"

Zhou Hui wasn't buying her banter at all, and with a cold laugh, she was about to continue her attack.

Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps came from the corridor outside the door.

Old Zheng ran in, sweating profusely, carrying a document.

"Director Qin! This is an encrypted fax forwarded from the Provincial Department. It was sent by Xie Lin, the Interpol liaison officer in China."

"He retrieved a top-secret document from Interpol's Red Archives, claiming it was supplementary information about the Pandora key, and demanded that the Jiangcheng City Public Security Bureau's special task force review it immediately!"

Gu Tingchen glanced at Song Qianxia, ​​his eyes deep.

Song Qianxia's eyelids twitched.

She'd been in the underworld for ten years, and Interpol hadn't even gotten a glimpse of her.

Now that the person is dead, the instruction manual has already been written?

Zhou Hui's expression turned somewhat unpleasant after being interrupted twice.

"What document is in such a hurry?"

Old Zheng handed the file bag to Gu Tingchen.

Zhou Hui stood to the side, reading the contents of the document clearly.

She smiled and said to Song Qianxia.

"This file contains seventeen core behavioral characteristics that international behavioral analysis experts have summarized over ten years, highlighting a thousand facets."

"Advisor Song, since you're standing here, let's compare the two."

Ten minutes later, in Conference Room Number One.

The heavy blackout curtains were drawn tightly shut, and everyone around the conference table sat upright.

Zhou Hui took the document and began to read it aloud, line by line.

"Characteristic 1: When faced with a sudden explosive device or extreme danger the next day, the first reaction is to actively find the source of the explosion and try to dismantle it, demonstrating extremely strong psychological qualities that defy common sense."

"Characteristic Two: The fighting style prioritizes damaging the body's vulnerable joints as the primary means of attack, and rarely uses heavy blows."

"I've reviewed your file and several cases; you fit all the criteria."

The air pressure in the conference room began to drop rapidly.

"This is absurd!" Lin Wan was the first to exclaim. "Director Zhou, how could Qian Xia possibly be the ruthless killer Qianmian? She's just quick-witted; she's even stingy when it comes to buying herself a cup of milk tea!"

Song Qianxia blinked but didn't say anything.

Zhou Hui continued reading.

"Characteristic 3: When conducting network tracking or data cracking, they reject the use of readily available decompilation software and prefer to rewrite the underlying logic using the original code."

"Yes, that's exactly how you bypassed the military firewall in ten seconds."

Zhou Hui's voice echoed in the conference room.

One after another.

"Characteristic 5: Has a keen intuition for digital currency transaction paths."

"Characteristic 7: Extremely familiar with firearms, even for models they have never handled before, they can blindly load and troubleshoot within three seconds."

"Characteristic Nine: Homelessness and lack of security..."

Zhou Zheng's expression shifted from shock to anger, and he let out a cold laugh: "No wonder... I was wondering how a mere intern could possibly subdue me so easily. Consultant Song, you've been hiding your true strength!"

Old Zheng opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

Zhou Hui read nine items in one breath.

"What else do you have to say for yourself?" Zhou Hui slammed the documents on the table.

According to Interpol's standards, she is now a suspect.

The conference room was eerily quiet, with only the monotonous hum of the air conditioner vents.

Song Qianxia gave two dry laughs.

Clearing his throat, he said, "Boss, I already told Captain Gu... I'm actually a seasoned hater of Thousand Faces!"

"Seriously! When I was in police academy, I especially couldn't stand these outlaws."

"In order to one day thoroughly expose her, I spent my days and nights on various hacker forums on the foreign internet, and devoted myself to studying each of her cases."

"That's called knowing yourself and your enemy, and you'll never be defeated! I just have a wealth of theoretical knowledge, plus a little bit of talent for learning on the spot..."

The entire room fell silent.

Nobody responded to her.

Song Qianxia tried to grit her teeth and continue making things up.

"That's enough!"

Zhou Hui interrupted her sharply.

"Do you really think we're all fools?"

Song Qianxia shut her mouth.

This reason is truly absurd; even she herself feels it's insulting to other people's intelligence.

She put her hands behind her back and began to silently calculate the shortest route to escape from the conference room.

If we suddenly rise up now and take Lin Wan hostage, the success rate is about 70%.

If they were to take Captain Gu hostage... the success rate would be roughly zero.

Gu Tingchen, who hadn't spoken until now, picked up the document.

"Director Zhou, these psychological profile behavioral characteristics are all based on the probability of big data. You can apply them to anyone and they will match a few of them."

"Item 10: Because she uses heavy sniper rifles for many years, she is left-handed, and there should be very obvious calluses on the web of her left hand."

Gu Tingchen looked up at Song Qianxia.

"Advisor Song, put your hands out."