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

Jiangcheng City Public Security Bureau, interrogation room.

The harsh white light of the incandescent bulb shone on the stainless steel chair in the very center.

The suspect who was brought back sat there.

This man's name is Chen Hu.

According to the records, he is a habitual offender with multiple prior convictions for robbery, and he only moved to Jiangcheng from another place six months ago.

But Gu Tingchen knew very well that this resume had definitely been forged.

Real robbers would never have that kind of precise tactical maneuvering and counter-surveillance ability.

Outside the one-way glass, Zhao Ming was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

"Captain Gu, this kid has been inside for four hours and hasn't uttered a single word."

Zhao Ming looked at the man inside who was resting with his eyes closed.

"This guy is too tough. We can't even find out who he's meeting with."

Gu Tingchen did not respond.

He pushed open the door to the interrogation room and walked straight in.

Pull out a chair and sit down.

He threw a stack of photos in his hand in front of Chen Hu.

"Chen Hu. Suspected of attempted kidnapping and assaulting a police officer." Gu Tingchen's voice was extremely cold, carrying an irresistible pressure.

"These few things combined are enough to keep you working the sewing machine in there for ten years."

Gu Tingchen pointed to the wrecked bread truck in the photo.

"Tell me. Who hired you? Where is your contact?"

Chen Hu slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Gu Tingchen opposite him.

He grinned.

"Officer, I don't know what you're talking about."

Chen Hu spoke in a flippant tone, completely adopting an attitude of "a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water".

"I'm just short on cash lately, and I saw that the kid was dressed nicely, so I thought I'd try to get some money to spend."

"Nobody hired me, and I didn't have a contact person. I did it all by myself."

Gu Tingchen placed his hands on the table, crossed.

"one person?"

"Could someone really get both cleaning and security uniforms for the mall in half an hour?"

"Could someone prepare a car with fake license plates and no license plates in advance in an underground parking garage?"

Gu Tingchen's gaze was sharp as a knife, fixed intently on Chen Hu's eyes.

"You have received professional counter-interrogation training. Your heart rate has been consistently maintained at seventy beats per minute."

"This kind of composure is not something a robber could have."

Chen Hu shrugged and simply closed his eyes and remained silent.

No matter how much physical evidence Gu Tingchen presented at the scene, he remained as stubborn and unyielding as a rock.

No oil and salt.

At the same time.

In the large office outside.

Song Qianxia was packing her small bag with high hopes, ready to clock out of get off work.

After all that trouble tonight, she felt her workers' compensation should be increased by at least 500 yuan.

Just as he reached the door, Zhao Ming grabbed him and forced him to join the army.

"Xiao Song! Don't be in such a hurry to leave!"

Zhao Ming shoved a newly printed, expedited forensic comparison report into her arms.

"This is important physical evidence; the report on the extraction of fibers from Chen Hu's fingernails is out."

"Get him in there quickly, this is our breakthrough point!"

Song Qianxia rolled her eyes, wishing she could throw the report in Zhao Ming's face.

"Deputy Captain Zhao, can't you just ask anyone to deliver the documents? I'm in a hurry to get back and feed my cat!"

"Stop talking nonsense, you're the only one on the team who's not doing anything right now."

Without saying a word, Zhao Ming pushed Song Qianxia toward the interrogation room.

Song Qianxia gritted her teeth and pushed open the door to the interrogation room, her belly full of resentment.

The atmosphere in the room was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Gu Tingchen sat behind the table, exuding an aura of dominance that seemed to lower the temperature of the entire room by several degrees.

Song Qianxia steeled herself and walked over, placing the report on the table.

"Captain Gu, this is an urgent report that Deputy Captain Zhao sent in."

She just wanted to drop off her things and leave as soon as possible.

however.

Just as she was about to turn around.

Chen Hu, who had been pretending to be dead with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.

He stared intently at Song Qianxia, ​​his eyes flashing with the same eerie light he had in the underground parking garage.

"police officer."

Chen Hu suddenly spoke up.

The sound was particularly jarring in the quiet interrogation room.

Gu Tingchen looked up.

"You don't want to talk about the case, and you're planning to talk about something else?" Gu Tingchen looked at him.

Chen Hu didn't look at Gu Tingchen, but at Song Qianxia.

"This policewoman is quite interesting."

Chen Hu grinned, revealing his yellowish-black teeth.

"He hit that fire extinguisher in the underground parking garage this afternoon, and he hit it with perfect aim."

"But what I'm more curious about is..."

Chen Hu leaned forward slightly, staring intently into Song Qianxia's eyes.

"Your eyes don't look like a policeman's at all."

These words were spoken.

The interrogation room fell into a deathly silence.

Zhao Ming and Xiao Wang, who were outside the one-way glass, were both stunned.

Gu Tingchen's fingers paused on the table for a moment, his dark eyes looking unfathomably at Song Qianxia.

Chen Hu continued speaking, his tone full of provocation.

"I've seen plenty of people like you. You pretend to be harmless on the surface."

"But you've smelled blood in your bones. Your eyes are exactly the same as those of the ruthless madmen I know."

Chen Hu laughed wildly.

Ultimately, you and we are the same kind of people.

The air seemed to freeze.

Song Qianxia stood there, her hands and feet icy cold.

Her first thought was that this bastard was indeed sent by Night Owl to test her!

The owl is looking for someone with the ability to have a thousand faces.

They used this extreme method to force her to reveal her instincts, and then took the opportunity to confirm her identity.

If she shows even the slightest bit of guilt or panic now.

Not only will Night Owl have her eye on her, but Gu Tingchen won't let her go either.

In dire straits.

Song Qianxia suddenly burst out laughing.

She rolled her eyes dramatically, walked to the interrogation table, and placed her hands on it.

Looking down at Chen Hu.

"Hey sir, have you been watching too many Hong Kong police dramas and lost your mind?"

Song Qianxia spoke lightly, her face full of disdain.

"You've also smelled blood? I've smelled the pig slaughterhouse downstairs from my house, does that count?"

She turned to look at Gu Tingchen and began to spout nonsense with a straight face.

"Captain Gu, this person is a typical case of post-traumatic projection in psychology."

Song Qianxia spoke fluently without hesitation.

"He knew he was going to fail, and he was terrified."

"Therefore, he desperately needs to imagine everyone who can subdue him as his own kind, as evil and cruel as he is."

"What's this called? This is called self-hypnosis by the weak!"

Song Qianxia turned back to look at Chen Hu, speaking earnestly.

"I suggest you read more serious psychology books. Stop making a fuss over nothing."

"Your amateurish robbery skills are nothing compared to those of us, the people's police."

These words, a combination of offense and defense, shattered the terrifying atmosphere that Chen Hu had created.

Chen Hu's smile froze, and his lips twitched twice.

Gu Tingchen sat beside him.

Watching Song Qianxia spout nonsense.

He knew perfectly well that the girl was desperately trying to hide it.

But he didn't expose it.

Instead, he went along with what she was saying.

"Song Qianxia is right." Gu Tingchen picked up the report on the table.

"The suspect's psychological defenses are beginning to crumble, and he's experiencing hallucinations. Ignore him."

He looked at Chen Hu, his voice turning cold again.

"Since you're unwilling to reveal your contact, then take a look at this report."

Song Qianxia seized the opportunity to quickly slip out of the interrogation room.

Once outside, get out of everyone's sight.

She leaned against the wall in the corridor and let out a long sigh.

His fingers were clenched so tightly at his sides that his knuckles turned white.

On the surface, she was cheerfully criticizing others.

But a chill ran through my heart.

Today's event has nothing to do with that young master.

They came specifically for her.