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

Heavy breathing came from the other end of the earpiece, followed by a loud shout.

"Captain Gu! This is absolutely unacceptable!" Old Li's voice trembled with excitement over the communication channel.

"That black wire is connected to the base of the mercury balance valve; cutting it will immediately trigger the secondary detonation procedure!"

"This involves more than twenty lives; it's not child's play!"

Old Li was sweating profusely in the hold; his police uniform underneath his bomb suit was already soaked through.

He had been working in bomb disposal for fifteen years and had never heard of such an absurd bomb disposal plan.

Why would you make him listen to a little girl who's never even been to a live event?

This is an insult to his profession!

Director Qin snatched the microphone from the command table, his eyes wide with surprise.

"Captain Gu! Old Li is right, we can't cut it!"

"This girl knows absolutely nothing about bombs! She probably can't even tell the difference between a fuse and a detonator!"

Director Qin was spitting as he pointed at the tangled mess of lines on the screen.

"This is clearly a complex multidirectional induction device."

"Our thermal imaging shows that the resistance inside this black line is abnormally high; it's definitely the main power wire!"

Song Qianxia, ​​standing to the side, couldn't help but roll her eyes dramatically.

What main live wire? That's just scrap iron wire wrapped with three layers of insulating tape, okay?

The high resistance is because it's covered in rusty verdigris!

Did these people salvage their equipment from a junkyard?

Just then, Lin Wan, who had been standing in the corner of the tent organizing documents, suddenly jumped out.

She had come with Zhao Ming to deliver logistical materials and happened to witness this scene.

Lin Wan pointed at Song Qianxia's nose and started to make trouble.

"Song Qianxia, ​​are you crazy?!"

"It's one thing to act mysteriously in the office, but what kind of situation is this?"

"This is a cruise ship hijacking! If the bomb explodes, half the dock will be gone!"

She turned to look at Gu Tingchen, her voice trembling with excitement.

"Captain Gu, she's just trying to show off, spouting nonsense!"

"This kind of person who disregards the lives of hostages just to grab attention should be immediately locked up in solitary confinement!"

Looking at this group of people who seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, Song Qianxia felt both annoyed and amused.

Why should working people make things difficult for each other?

She had only mentioned it casually because she couldn't stand the idiotic design of the bomb.

Since no one believed her, she was happy to have some peace and quiet.

"Okay, okay, okay." Song Qianxia raised her hands high, making a gesture of surrender.

"I'll shut up, I take back what I just said."

She took two steps back and leaned back against the tent canvas.

She was still holding the milk tea cup that had long since lost its pearls.

"You guys continue, just pretend I'm invisible." She even thoughtfully made a zipping motion with her hand near her mouth.

Gu Tingchen gave her a deep look and did not insist that Old Li cut the thread.

After all, on-site command needs to take into account the judgment of experts.

The countdown continued relentlessly.

The red numbers on the big screen flashed like a death knell.

7 minutes 15 seconds.

6 minutes 30 seconds.

Director Qin's hands flew across the keyboard as he input the bomb's structural diagram into the bomb disposal simulation software.

After the progress bar spun twice, a glaring red X popped up on the screen.

"The simulation failure rate is 98 percent..." Director Qin's voice trembled.

"No, the main control chip is locked down; we can't find a way to break through."

Old Li in the lower deck also fell into despair.

"Old Qin, is the liquid nitrogen ready? Can it freeze the mercury tube directly?" Old Li asked.

"No way!" Director Qin roared. "The infrared sensor is temperature-controlled; a sudden temperature change will cause it to explode!"

This won't work, that won't work.

The air pressure inside the command tent was so low that it was hard to breathe.

Everyone watched as the countdown jumped to within five minutes.

Just then, a heart-wrenching cry came from outside the tent.

"Let me in! My daughter is still on the boat!"

"Please, please save my husband! He's just a chef!"

Outside the cordon, the hostages' families, who had rushed to the scene after hearing the news, were already emotionally distraught.

Several police officers tried desperately to stop them, their own eyes reddening.

The sound penetrated the thick canvas and clearly entered the tent.

Song Qianxia stopped, her mouth full of the plastic straw.

She was originally a heartless wanted criminal who had seen countless deaths in her previous life.

But for some reason, something changed after I put on this dark blue uniform.

The crying outside felt like a blunt knife, scraping her nerves hard.

She looked up and met Gu Tingchen's gaze.

The man had appeared in front of her without her noticing.

His upright figure stood like a wall, isolating the noise inside the tent.

There was no panic in his dark eyes, only calm.

"Four minutes left," Gu Tingchen said, his voice steady.

He didn't use a commanding tone, but rather asked in an almost egalitarian manner.

"Is that black thread really a useless thread?"

Song Qianxia looked at him.

She knew that if she nodded now, it would mean that this living devil had seen right through her.

An intern knowing how to defuse a black market bomb? That's more absurd than a fairy tale.

But she also knew that if she shook her head, everyone on the ship would surely die.

These idiot experts can't possibly dismantle this stupid device.

"Captain Gu, at this point, you'd rather trust an intern than a bomb disposal expert?" she asked rhetorically.

Gu Tingchen spoke in a calm tone, as if he were asking what to eat today.

"I don't believe in titles; I only believe in my intuition."

"Your eyes tell me that this bomb is a joke to you."

Song Qianxia's heart skipped a beat.

Is this guy some kind of radar reincarnation?! How could he even tell that?!

She bit down hard on the straw and let out a long sigh.

Put the milk tea cup on the table next to you.

"Let Lao Li withdraw."

Song Qianxia straightened up and dropped her pretense of being a coward and useless person.

His entire aura changed drastically, exuding an absolute sense of control.

"He was wearing that bomb suit that weighed dozens of kilograms, and his hands were shaking like he had Parkinson's disease."

Even if I tell him how to cut it, he still can't cut it correctly.

Upon hearing this, Director Qin was so angry he almost fainted.

"What nonsense are you spouting, girl! Old Li is the most reliable bomb disposal expert in the city bureau!"

Song Qianxia didn't even glance at Director Qin, her gaze fixed directly on Gu Tingchen.

I'll only say it once.

"All of you step back and wait outside."

"Take me downstairs, I'll do it myself."

These words immediately caused an uproar inside the tent.

Lin Wan screamed, "Song Qianxia, ​​are you crazy! If you want to die, don't drag us down with you!"

Zhao Ming also panicked: "Xiao Song, this isn't the time to show off! You haven't received bomb disposal training!"

Gu Tingchen ignored the reactions of the others.

He stared intently into Song Qianxia's clear and sharp eyes.

Only three seconds passed.

"Bring over a set of lightweight bulletproof vests," Gu Tingchen instructed Zhao Ming as he turned around.

"Captain Gu!" Director Qin exclaimed in shock, "You're really letting her go?"

"Obey orders." Gu Tingchen uttered four words, leaving no room for negotiation.

He took the bulletproof vest and threw it directly to Song Qianxia.

"Come on, I'll take you down."