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

With that roar, a thick stack of files was slammed into Song Qianxia's arms.

The immense force caused her to involuntarily take two steps back before she could barely hold on.

She looked up and saw a short-haired woman standing in front of her with a cold expression.

The woman looked to be in her late twenties, with elaborate makeup and a look of disdain in her eyes.

"I brought you out here to work, not for you to visit!"

The woman pointed at Song Qianxia's nose and launched into a tirade of criticism.

"Quickly take these documents to the eyewitnesses at the scene to take their statements!"

"Write your words more clearly, don't miss any words or lines like last time, and don't even remember a person's name!"

"And get out of my way, don't block the experts' path to solving the case!"

After the woman finished speaking, she rolled her eyes, turned around, and stomped away in her platform shoes.

Song Qianxia, ​​looking completely bewildered, stood in the wind clutching the documents.

The moment the woman called out the name "Song Qianxia".

A massive torrent of memories, like a flood bursting its banks, rushed directly into her mind.

Song Qianxia closed her eyes in pain, trying to process these memories that did not belong to her.

A few minutes later, she finally understood her current situation.

The body she is currently in originally belonged to someone also named Song Qianxia.

However, compared to the legendary hacker in his previous life, the original owner was an utter good-for-nothing.

The original owner was a trainee police officer in the Criminal Investigation Detachment of Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau.

When he graduated from police academy, he barely made it into the police station because his academic performance was the worst and he just barely passed the physical fitness test.

She is timid and cowardly, and suffers from severe social anxiety.

He doesn't dare to look people in the eye when he talks to them, and he only knows how to back away when something happens.

Their business skills are even more absurdly poor.

Catching a thief can cause you to trip over yourself, and taking a statement can lead to writing the suspect's and victim's names backwards.

On one occasion, while on a call, he was so frightened by a stray dog ​​that he climbed a tree and had to be rescued by the fire department.

Because of these glorious deeds, the original owner became a complete laughing stock in the criminal investigation team.

Everyone treats her like she's invisible or like she's just a gofer.

The short-haired woman who just insulted her is named Lin Wan.

He was a veteran in the Criminal Investigation Division, and someone the bureau had forced upon the original owner to be his mentor.

Lin Wan never thought much of the original owner, who was just a pretty face, and since the original owner was indeed too stupid, she would beat and scold her.

They push all the dirty and tiring work onto her.

After Song Qianxia sorted out the cause and effect, she let out a long breath.

She looked at the documents in her arms, which weighed at least five pounds, and her lips twitched twice.

In her past life, she was a top criminal who gave the entire Interpol headquarters a headache.

Others could offer tens of millions of dollars but couldn't get her to write a single line of code.

Now he's actually been reduced to being bossed around by a low-ranking police officer.

This drop is greater than jumping directly from Mount Everest into the Mariana Trench.

Song Qianxia looked up and around.

What came into view were several uniformed police officers setting up a cordon.

Several police cars with flashing red and blue lights were parked not far away.

There was also a bread truck with the words "Site Investigation" written on it next to it.

Several people wearing white coats, masks, and gloves were carrying boxes and moving in and out of the scene.

This is a typical crime scene at the police station.

In the past, if Song Qianxia had seen this kind of scene, she would have run away long ago.

After all, the wanted posters she carries could circle the Earth three times if printed out.

But now, not only can she not run away, she also has to go with this group of people to investigate the case.

It's like you're a badger stealing melons, and you wake up to find yourself transformed into Runtu, the melon-guarding villain.

The steel fork in his hand also had to be used to spear other badgers.

This is absolutely outrageous! It's ridiculously absurd!

However, since we're already here, we might as well make the best of it.

Song Qianxia has never been one to wallow in self-pity.

Since God has given her a second chance at life, she should live it to the fullest.

Anyway, she was tired of the life she had lived in her previous life, living on the edge and constantly on edge.

My current job is pretty good. It's a government job with five social insurances and one housing fund, and it even includes assigned accommodation.

Most importantly, who would have thought that the charismatic Qianmian would be hiding in the police station?

The most dangerous place is the safest place; this is the perfect way to hide one's identity.

Song Qianxia silently set herself a small goal.

Starting today, she's going to be a law-abiding, good-for-nothing policewoman.

I clock in for work on time every day, and as soon as it's time to leave, I sprint away.

Work slowly and steadily when there is work to be done; hide in the back when there is danger.

Never seek the limelight, never cause trouble.

When I have nothing to do, I go to the entrance of the bureau to buy a cup of bubble tea, sit at my desk and slack off while reading the newspaper.

Once the internship is over, I'll get a permanent position, and then I can live a peaceful and comfortable life.

Thinking of this, Song Qianxia suddenly felt incredibly relaxed.

Holding the documents, she slowly walked to the edge of the cordon.

I found an inconspicuous corner and put the documents on the high platform next to me.

Then he took out paper and pen from his pocket and began to pretend to take statements from the people at the scene.

"Ma'am, did you see anything unusual just now?"

Song Qianxia stopped an older woman who was peeking in to watch the commotion and asked in a gentle tone.

As soon as the police asked her questions, the woman perked up and began to speak animatedly.

"Hey officer, let me tell you, I felt something was off when I went out to buy groceries this morning!"

"There are two crows perched on that tree across the street, cawing so pitifully!"

"I knew something big was going to happen today, and look what happened, this big bank is in trouble!"

Song Qianxia forced a formulaic, fake smile and scribbled a few circles on the paper.

"Hmm, ma'am, you're very observant. Is there anything else?"

"Yes! I saw their bank manager run out, and he had lost one of his shoes."

"His face was so white, it looked like he'd put on flour; he must have done a lot of bad things!"

Song Qianxia nodded perfunctorily, but her gaze secretly drifted past the old woman's shoulder and toward the sealed-off crime scene.

It was a magnificent building with a very modern feel.

Above it hung several large, gleaming gold characters: Jiangcheng Central Bank.

Just two hours ago, a shocking case occurred here that stunned the entire city.

The bank's lowest-level explosion-proof vault is protected from any external damage.

The 30 million consecutive old banknotes stored inside had vanished into thin air.

At this moment, the glass doors of the bank lobby were tightly closed, and figures were moving inside.

The media reporters outside, like sharks smelling blood, desperately tried to squeeze in, brandishing their cameras and microphones.

"What is the police's initial assessment of this bank vault theft case?"

"I heard the amount lost is as high as tens of millions, is that true?"

"Are the bank's security systems just for show? How is the safety of depositors' funds guaranteed?"

The young police officers responsible for stopping people were jostled and swayed, their foreheads covered in sweat.

Song Qianxia saw this and secretly rejoiced that she had been assigned to the outermost position.

At times like these, those who rush to the front are just cannon fodder.

For marginal figures like her, all she needs to do is stand guard and pass the time.

While listening to the old woman's ramblings, she idly twirled the ballpoint pen in her hand.

A gentle breeze blew by, bringing with it the aroma of coffee.

Song Qianxia sniffed, and her stomach suddenly growled.

She then remembered that the original owner had rushed to work this morning without even having breakfast because she overslept.

She didn't finish the bowl of spicy hot pot she ate before she died in her previous life.

"I should have eaten a few more bites of wide rice noodles."

Song Qianxia muttered something under her breath.

Just then, a commotion suddenly broke out in the crowd.

"Here they come! Captain Gu from the Criminal Investigation Division is here!"

With this exclamation, the previously noisy media reporters miraculously fell silent.

They all made way for each other.

Song Qianxia stopped twirling her pen and curiously followed everyone's gaze.