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

The task force's meeting room was completely silent.

Everyone's gaze followed Gu Tingchen's line of sight and fell on Song Qianxia, ​​who was scooping pearls with a thick straw in the corner.

Song Qianxia quickly waved her hand and hid the milk tea cup under the table.

"Captain Gu, don't get me in trouble! I just have a lot of work experience, what do I know about quality control in the underground black market!"

Gu Tingchen stood up, walked up to her, and looked down at her.

"Whether you understand it or not is not important, but your aesthetic intuition can see through the 80 million yuan counterfeiting technology of a museum at a glance. You are more than enough to be a supervisor."

Old Chen quickly chimed in, saying that the technical department now treats this young Song as a mascot.

"Yes, yes, yes! Xiao Song has a really sharp eye! With her overseeing things, the fakes we make will definitely be indistinguishable from the real thing!"

Song Qianxia wanted to decline, but Gu Tingchen coldly retorted.

"This overtime will be paid at double the rate, plus a special allowance after the case is solved."

Song Qianxia swallowed back the refusal that was on the tip of her tongue and gave a salute.

"It's an honor to serve the technical team!"

Two days until the deep-sea auction.

The computer room of the technical department on the third floor of Jiangcheng City Bureau

When Song Qianxia walked in yawning, Xiao Wang was lying on the lab table, questioning his existence.

"Consultant Song, I'm begging you! If you're still not satisfied, I'll have no choice but to cut my own wrists."

"No, these distressed finishes look too fake!"

Song Qianxia held a pair of tweezers in her hand, disdainfully picked up a bronze-yellow pocket watch case, and threw it on the table.

This was the key to their decision: a mechanical pocket watch from an underground vault in Cyrillic.

The watch case is modeled after a 13th-century product, and inside is a counterfeit microchip used for arms dealing.

Song Qianxia said that this method of combining cutting-edge modern technology with ancient artifacts is the most popular way to hide them on the black market.

But Xiao Wang had two huge dark circles under his eyes, and his hair was all ruffled up like a bird's nest.

"Sis! This is the third edition! I soaked it in strong acid for four hours and then sanded it for three hours. You can even see a patina under a microscope!"

Song Qianxia pulled over a swivel chair, sat down, and took out a lollipop from her pocket and put it in her mouth.

"The patina is there, but the sour smell hasn't completely dissipated. The black market inspectors have incredibly sensitive noses; they can tell just by smelling it that it was created with chemicals."

"Then what do we do?" Old Chen was almost in tears; he had never felt so frustrated in his entire life doing forensic work.

"Put the outer shell into a sealed jar filled with aged gun oil and moldy cigars, and bake it in the oven at a low temperature of 50 degrees Celsius for two hours, and the flavor will seep in."

Song Qianxia gave a casual instruction, and the two technicians quickly followed it.

When the fourth edition came out, Song Qianxia weighed it on her fingers.

"Pure black gold alloy is heavier than ordinary brass, and this weight doesn't feel right in the hand."

The fifth edition is out.

Song Qianxia brought the watch cover to her ear and listened to the sound of the gears turning.

"The snapping sound is too crisp. It's a centuries-old thing; there must be dust inside. The sound should be muffled. Try loosening the spring by half a turn."

By the sixth edition...

Song Qianxia took out an ultraviolet flashlight and shone it on a row of tiny numbers on the inside of the pocket watch.

"The stamping on this stamp is too neat. The machines in underground counterfeit workshops aren't this precise. The spacing between the characters should be slightly tilted, especially the number 7; the tail must be crooked!"

Xiao Wang broke down, clutching his head and slamming it onto the keyboard.

"Grandma Song! How many times have you seen these top-quality goods from the underground black market?!"

Song Qianxia chewed the lollipop in her mouth without changing her expression, and the sweetness spread in her mouth.

"I've never seen the real thing. But I love dreaming of being the boss of the underworld, and I've dreamt of this kind of thing eight hundred times. Just do as I say, and you can't go wrong!"

Xiao Wang was on the verge of tears and could only go back to modify the mold.

Until the seventh edition.

When this pocket watch, with its dark metallic sheen, faint smell of gun oil, and the sound of its gears turning carrying a sense of history, was placed on the table...

Song Qianxia examined the item three times with tweezers before finally snapping her fingers.

"Perfect."

Old Chen and Xiao Wang collapsed into their chairs on the spot, feeling completely drained.

Gu Tingchen pushed open the door and walked in, picking up the pocket watch and weighing it in his hand.

As I ran my fingertip across the subtle patterns on the dial, the feel was incredibly realistic; even someone like Lao Chen, a professional, couldn't find any fault with it.

"The product is finished, and Director Zhou is waiting for our report."

……

In the conference room, Zhou Hui, deputy director of the Provincial Department's Inspection Division, sat at the head of the long table.

Gu Tingchen sat opposite Zhou Hui and pushed the finished pocket watch to the center of the table.

"Director Zhou, this is a key piece of equipment that our technical department worked overnight to produce. I plan to continue using Boss Gu's identity and infiltrate the deep-sea auction with this item."

Zhou Hui frowned slightly and glanced at Gu Tingchen: "Weren't you already recognized by the henchmen at the casino that night?"

Gu Tingchen placed his fingers interlaced on the table: "All the people involved in the case at Shengshi Jiahua that night, including Old K and the henchman who recognized me, were secretly detained the moment the operation was launched, and all external communications were strictly cut off."

"All the outside world knows right now is that the police raided an underground bank under the guise of fire fighting; not even a fly escaped."

"To outsiders, Boss Gu is just an unlucky guy who ran into a police raid before he even had a chance to do business. This identity is still absolutely safe for now."

Zhou Hui nodded slightly, but her gaze remained indifferent.

"I approved the infiltration operation. But there's a problem with the roster of personnel."

Gu Tingchen showed no intention of backing down: "I will still bring Consultant Song. We have a tacit understanding from our cooperation at the Shengshi Jiahua Club, so this is the combination that is least likely to be exposed."

"No way," Zhou Hui refused decisively.

Old Zheng, standing nearby, grew anxious: "Director Zhou, although Xiao Song is young, everyone has witnessed her performance in the task force these past few days. Her adaptability is definitely on par with Captain Gu's pace."

Zhou Hui opened the folder beside her, took out a red-headed document, and slammed it on the table.

"It's not a matter of ability, it's a matter of procedure!"

"According to the regulations of the provincial department, any personnel who are under internal investigation and review shall not participate in core classified operations."

"Moreover, this deep-sea auction is offering a reward for the collection of items belonging to the internationally wanted criminal Qianmian. And Song Qianxia herself is a key target of the investigation!"

Zhou Hui turned her gaze to Song Qianxia, ​​who was sitting in the corner pretending to be a quail.

"Sending a suspect to participate in a major case involving their own interests is a serious violation of the recusal rule. There is no room for negotiation on this."

The entire conference room fell into dead silence.

Lin Wan was a little unconvinced and muttered under her breath, "But that pocket watch was made under Xiao Song's guidance. Only she knows the ins and outs of these things. What if we run into an expert inspector when we go in..."

"Then let's send someone who knows the ropes," Zhou Hui interrupted Lin Wan, closing the file. "Isn't the Jiangcheng City Bureau full of other people? Why can't Old Chen from the Technical Section go?"

Old Chen was startled and waved his hands repeatedly.

"Director Zhou, please spare me! My old arms and legs are too weak to even run when something happens. Do you want me to be a burden to Captain Gu?"

Zhou Hui's attitude was firm.

"Rules are rules. Captain Gu, if you insist on bringing her along, then this undercover operation is canceled immediately. We'll figure out a way to launch a surprise attack from the outside once the auction starts."

Gu Tingchen frowned.

If they can't get into the core site, this connection will be completely severed.

Zhou Hui's tone softened slightly.

"Captain Gu, I know you're eager to solve the case, but if we take risks, what will become of the Jiangcheng City Public Security Bureau's reputation?"

Gu Tingchen tapped his fingers lightly on the table, about to speak in rebuttal.

"I agree with Director Zhou's decision."

A crisp sound suddenly came from the corner.

Everyone was stunned and turned to look at Song Qianxia.

Song Qianxia stood up, her face showing no emotion whatsoever.

"Since the rules forbid me from going, then I won't go. Isn't it better to stay in the office, enjoying the air conditioning and drinking milk tea?"