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

The number of viewers in the live stream is skyrocketing at an alarming rate.

In just over ten minutes.

It has already surpassed 300,000 and is still rising rapidly.

This was a surge in traffic that was completely beyond the platform's control. Even if the cyber police ordered the platform to forcibly cut off the live stream, the masked man could take back control of the screen in the next second using a backup channel.

The masked man opened the black hardcover book in his hand.

He cleared his throat dramatically.

"Wang Dehai. Three years ago, during the Chengnan shantytown renovation project, he ordered his men to break the legs of Old Man Li, who refused to relocate."

"Li Qiang. Two years ago, he owed more than five million yuan in wages to migrant workers, which led to one worker jumping off a tower crane."

The masked man's tone was full of the arrogance of a judge.

"Zhang Jinbao cut corners and used substandard building materials, causing serious foundation subsidence in the Nanqiao residential area."

"The law can't punish you." The masked man walked to the edge of the pool and kicked the slowly rising water.

"But I can."

As soon as he finished speaking, the live stream chat was flooded with comments like snowflakes.

The majority of them were netizens venting their emotions.

"Good riddance! This kind of unscrupulous developer deserves to die!"

"Well done, Judge! This is true justice!"

"Police, mind your own business! Let them die!"

This one-sided, terrifying public opinion created an extremely oppressive atmosphere in the command center.

Director Li, the top official of the Jiangcheng City Public Security Bureau, pushed open the door and rushed in.

"Look what you've done!" Director Li said angrily, pointing at the big screen.

"This matter has already alarmed the provincial department! Millions of people across the internet are watching! If these three people die on live stream today, the entire reputation of the Jiangcheng police force will be ruined!"

Old Li slammed his hand on the table.

"Gu Tingchen! You must subdue this pretentious bastard within two hours!"

Gu Tingchen stood at attention.

"Yes, sir! Mission accomplished!"

Without wasting any words, Gu Tingchen immediately turned to face everyone and began issuing orders swiftly and decisively.

"Director Qin, you take the cyber police team and abandon the direct attack on his firewall. Instead, focus on tracking the audio encoding characteristics in his videos."

"Zhao Ming! Take some men and immediately investigate the list of all the victims of Dacheng Construction over the past three years."

Gu Tingchen spoke very quickly.

"Focus on investigating the families of victims whose homes were torn apart and lives lost due to forced demolitions and unpaid wages. See if anyone has a background in internet technology or mechanical engineering."

"Zhou Zheng, the SWAT team is fully armed and on standby, helicopters are ready. We are prepared for a targeted airborne assault at any time."

As orders were issued one by one, the entire command center began to operate at high speed, like a finely tuned gear.

Gu Tingchen walked over to Song Qianxia, ​​who had been silent all along.

"What did you see?"

While everyone was tense, Gu Tingchen keenly noticed that this girl not only wasn't flustered, but was looking at the mechanism with a disdainful gaze.

Song Qianxia was holding a bag of original flavor potato chips that she had somehow pulled out.

I took a bite.

"Captain Gu, this guy is an amateur." Song Qianxia pointed at the screen with her greasy finger.

"You see, he's creating a terrifying atmosphere in a confined basement."

"But this is definitely not a basement."

Upon hearing this, even Lin Wan, who was pacing anxiously to the side, looked over.

"How do you know it's not a basement? These are all unpainted cement walls, and there aren't even any windows," Lin Wan questioned.

Song Qianxia stuffed the bag of potato chips into her pocket and walked to the big screen.

"Zoom in on the image and cut to the top of the load-bearing column in the upper left corner," Song Qianxia instructed the technician.

The image zoomed in rapidly.

Because of the poor image quality, the whole area is pixelated.

"Adjust the contrast again, and increase the brightness by thirty percent," Song Qianxia continued.

With image processing, a faint spot of light was faintly revealed at the edge of the originally dark load-bearing column.

It had a dark purple sheen.

"That's light refraction." Song Qianxia turned to look at everyone.

"There should have been a louvered window for ventilation in the corner of the ceiling of that room. The murderer covered it up tightly with black light-blocking cloth."

"But the sun-blocking cloth wasn't properly attached; there was a gap."

Song Qianxia analyzed the situation clearly and logically.

"There's no way a basement could have this kind of purple reflection. It's clearly the light from neon lights on a city street or a large GG sign shining in from above."

Gu Tingchen's gaze sharpened as he looked at the reflective spot.

"It's not just reflections," Song Qianxia continued, pointing to the reference objects in the picture.

"Look at the proportions of the iron chairs those three people are sitting in. Add to that the length of the water pipes hanging down from them."

"The ceiling height of this space is at least five meters."

Song Qianxia patted the potato chip crumbs off her hands.

"In Jiangcheng, the ceiling height of a typical basement garage is at most three meters. There are also large, single-level apartments with a ceiling height of over five meters and no windows at all."

"This is definitely an abandoned commercial space where partitions have been forcibly removed."

The command center was deathly silent.

Director Qin's gaze towards Song Qianxia changed completely. Her logical reasoning ability is simply amazing.

"Xiao Song, your eyesight is amazing! How could you tell that?" Zhao Ming was so surprised he couldn't close his mouth.

Song Qianxia quickly chuckled twice and scratched her head.

"Oh. I used to work as a production assistant on a film set in Hengdian for a while to earn some money while studying."

She started making things up as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Film crews love to shoot ghost movies in abandoned shopping malls like these. To block out the light, I climbed ladders every day to put up light-blocking cloths. After doing it so many times, I naturally got the hang of it."

After hearing this, everyone was skeptical.

Gu Tingchen completely ignored her nonsense. He only cared about the result.

"Listen to her," Gu Tingchen ordered directly.

"Zhao Ming, shift the search area from all basement garages in the city to abandoned commercial buildings within Jiang City!"

Gu Tingchen glanced at the countdown.

01:25:00.

"Time is running out, speed things up!"

The task force immediately changed its approach and began frantically sifting through Jiangcheng's massive urban planning map to find shopping malls that met the criteria.