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

Song Qianxia completely gave up resisting.

He raised the gun decisively and without aiming, and pulled the trigger repeatedly at top speed.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

Five bullets were fired in quick succession.

The entire firing range was filled with the smoke of gunpowder.

Because it was fired so quickly, the gun barrel heated up rapidly.

Old Chen stared at the target paper, completely dazed.

"Nine rings...all in the heart area, scattered across a surface the size of a coin."

Old Chen's voice was unsteady, as if he were dreaming.

After firing her ninth shot, Song Qianxia let out a long breath.

Only one shot left.

Let's finish this quickly and go eat at the seafood buffet.

Just as she was about to pull the trigger one last time.

Lin Wan, who was at target number three next to her, was so shocked that she dropped the empty magazine in her hand.

"Clang!"

The heavy metal magazine slammed onto the concrete floor with a crisp, resounding thud.

The sound wasn't loud, but to Song Qianxia, ​​it was like a thunderclap from a clear sky.

In my past life in the underground black market of Cyrillic continent, the sound of metal falling often meant an ambush or a grenade landing.

That was a death warning etched deep within the soul of a thousand faces.

Within 0.01 seconds of hearing the sound.

Song Qianxia's brain didn't have time to think at all.

Her body instantly entered the highest level of combat readiness.

She suddenly lowered her body, bent her knees slightly, and instantly lowered her center of gravity to its lowest point.

Immediately afterwards, she kicked her right foot outwards.

He moved like an agile black panther, executing a textbook-perfect tactical side roll.

As she rolled, she instinctively drew a non-existent spare weapon from her waist with her left hand.

The moment she landed, she knelt on one knee and used the iron frame of the shooting platform as cover.

He held the gun with both hands, the muzzle locked firmly in the direction from which the sound came.

That is, the location where Lin Wan is.

All of this happened too fast.

From the moment the metal hit the ground to the moment she completed her tactical evasive maneuvers, it took less than two seconds.

The entire firing range fell into a deathly silence.

You could hear a pin drop.

Lin Wan was so frightened by the dark muzzle of a gun that her face turned pale, and her legs froze on the spot, unable to move.

Xiao Wang and Zhao Ming stared wide-eyed, forgetting even to breathe.

The binoculars in Instructor Chen's hand hit his instep directly, but he didn't even feel the pain.

What kind of godlike movement is that?

Is this something an intern who can't even pass a physical fitness test could do?

That fluid, rolling motion, that instinctive search for cover, that murderous intent that locks onto the target in an instant.

Even the most elite assault team members in the SWAT base couldn't achieve such perfection!

Song Qianxia knelt on the ground, pointing the gun at Lin Wan.

Three seconds later.

Her brain finally came back online.

Seeing the way the people around her were looking at her like she was an alien, Song Qianxia's heart skipped a beat.

It’s over.

This time, there's no way to make it right.

She quickly lowered the gun and sat down on the ground.

He covered his right shoulder with both hands, and his facial features immediately scrunched up.

"Ouch! That hurts!"

Song Qianxia rolled twice on the ground, her eyes instantly reddening, tears welling up in her eyes.

"The recoil was too strong! It dislocated my shoulder! I was just thrown back by the recoil!"

While she was wailing, she secretly observed Gu Tingchen's reaction.

Gu Tingchen walked slowly and deliberately to her.

He didn't help her up; he just looked down at her as she threw a tantrum on the ground.

Old Chen then came to his senses and quickly ran over.

"Young lady, where did you learn that tactical evasion maneuver? It was so professional! Were you in a special forces unit?"

Old Chen's eyes shone with fervor.

Song Qianxia stopped howling and sat down on the ground, rubbing her shoulders.

"Instructor, what did you mean by tactical evasion? I don't understand."

She sniffed, looking extremely aggrieved.

"I used to play with balloons at the night market, and I often went to an old man's stall to play."

Song Qianxia began to spout nonsense with a straight face.

"The half-human-sized plush dolls at that old man's stall are really cute, I go there to buy them every day."

"But the stall owner was afraid that I would win too much and he would lose money, so every time I fired, he would suddenly take a bamboo pole and poke at the target."

Song Qianxia described it vividly.

"In order to hit that balloon, I had to develop the skill of rolling on the ground and outsmarting the target."

She blinked innocently.

"Maybe I just slipped and fell, and muscle memory brought me back to the night market stall."

The entire room fell silent once again.

Xiao Wang scratched his head. "Are all night market vendors this hardcore these days? Even using mobile interference?"

Zhao Mingqian coughed twice and wisely chose to keep quiet.

Gu Tingchen looked at Song Qianxia sitting on the ground.

A barely perceptible smile flickered in the man's eyes.

He crouched down and looked directly into Song Qianxia's eyes.

"Song Qianxia." Gu Tingchen's voice was very steady.

"At the night market, the vendors even teach you tactical rolling and finding cover while you're shooting balloons?"

Song Qianxia felt a little guilty under his gaze, but she still stubbornly tried to argue her way out of it.

"Captain Gu, you don't understand. The competition in the street vendor economy is fierce these days."

She muttered to herself.

"If I don't roll over, the old lady at the grilled gluten stall next to me will poke my feet with skewers."

Gu Tingchen didn't say anything.

He reached out, grabbed Song Qianxia's arm, and pulled her up from the ground.

"Alright. Once the act is over, it's fake."

Gu Tingchen took the gun from her hand and removed the last magazine.

"Since your balloon-popping skills from the night market are so good..."

Gu Tingchen turned to look at Lin Wan, who was not far away.

"Lin Wan, weren't you just defiant? Come here and have a match with her."