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

The night sky was torn apart by the searchlights of helicopters.

The piercing sound of police sirens grew louder as they approached, shattering the deathly silence of the western suburbs of Jiangcheng.

Several black riot control vehicles came to a sudden stop in front of the huge abandoned square.

Gu Tingchen was the first to push open the car door, his tactical boots slamming heavily onto the cement ground covered with weeds.

He was fully armed, holding a submachine gun, his eyes cold and sharp.

"Zhou Zheng, seal off the perimeter! Not a single fly is allowed to escape!" Gu Tingchen ordered in a deep voice.

"Yes!" Zhou Zheng immediately led the team to disperse.

Xiao Wang ran over carrying a tablet computer, with a red dot flashing on the screen.

"Captain Gu, the cyber police have locked onto the signal! Judge is inside this Great World Shopping Plaza!"

Gu Tingchen nodded and turned to look at Song Qianxia, ​​who had just slowly climbed out of the car.

"You." Gu Tingchen pointed to the communications command vehicle not far away.

"Stay in the car with Director Qin. Don't go anywhere."

Song Qianxia's eyes lit up instantly when she heard that she didn't have to do any work.

"Don't worry, Captain Gu! I'll definitely cheer you on from the car."

She patted her chest and assured them, "I won't even step out of the car!"

Gu Tingchen was too lazy to listen to her nonsense and made a tactical hand gesture.

The special police assault team, in combat formation, quickly stormed into the mall entrance using the dim light of their night vision goggles.

Song Qianxia climbed into the command vehicle, found a corner, pulled up a chair, and sat down.

It was stuffy inside the car. Director Qin and several cyber police officers were frantically typing on their keyboards.

"The signal source was amplified by the repeater, and the whole building is reacting!" Director Qin was sweating profusely with anxiety.

Song Qianxia looked at the big screen.

The three wealthy businessmen in the picture were already submerged up to their chests in water.

The countdown has less than forty minutes left.

The barrage of comments was filled with netizens who loved watching the drama unfold and were having a blast.

Song Qianxia touched her chin.

In her past life in the underworld, she had seen many such kidnapping livestreams.

If the judge were of normal intelligence, it would be absolutely impossible for him to be in the same room as the hostage.

Once surrounded by the police, there's no way to escape.

Such people usually choose a high place with a panoramic view and convenient evacuation as the control room.

Song Qianxia shifted in her chair a couple of times, unable to sit still any longer.

Taking advantage of Director Qin's inattention, she casually grabbed a tactical flashlight from the toolbox.

They slipped out of the command vehicle quietly.

The lobby on the first floor of the Grand World Shopping Plaza.

The air was filled with a strong musty smell and the stench of dust.

The special police force has already rushed up to the third floor.

Only two sentries remained on the first floor to guard the entrance.

Song Qianxia scurried along the wall like a cat to the depths of the hall.

She turned on her flashlight and adjusted the aperture to its smallest setting.

He crouched down and began to carefully examine the dust on the ground.

The shopping mall, which has been abandoned for eight years, has at least a centimeter of dust on the ground.

The footprints on the front stairs were very messy, indicating that they had just been made by special police officers.

But Song Qianxia's gaze did not fall there.

She followed the corner of the wall and walked into a secluded corridor leading to the employee freight passage.

The floor of the corridor looked smooth and there were no footprints.

An ordinary policeman would just think that no one has ever walked here.

But Song Qianxia placed the flashlight on the ground, casting a parallel beam of light.

Under the parallel beams of light, the surface of the dust revealed tiny brush marks.

"Tsk, so cliché." Song Qianxia curled her lip.

Someone swept the footprints flat with a wide broom and then used a blower to blow away a layer of dust.

In my previous life in Cyrillic, even petty thugs wouldn't bother using such counter-surveillance methods.

Song Qianxia followed the disguised path.

At the end of the corridor was a half-open fire escape door.

The rust on the doorknob showed obvious signs of being freshly rubbed.

This road leads directly to the top floor of the shopping mall.

Song Qianxia took out a walkie-talkie and pressed the call button.

"Team Leader Gu, Team Leader Gu. Calling Team Leader Gu."

A faint electrical hum came from the walkie-talkie.

Then came Gu Tingchen's lowered voice: "Didn't I tell you to stay in the car?"

"It's too stuffy in the car, so I came out for some fresh air," Song Qianxia said casually, making it up.

"Captain Gu, which floor are you searching now?"

"Third floor. What's wrong?" Gu Tingchen asked.

"The judge is not on the third floor," Song Qianxia said confidently.

"He left himself an escape route. The real control room was upstairs."

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the walkie-talkie.

"reason."

"I saw the dust on the ground." Song Qianxia squatted at the top of the stairs.

"The fire escape leading to the top floor had been cleaned of footprints and disguised with dust."

She looked up, recalling the mall layout diagram she had seen.

"The fifth floor of the Great World Plaza used to be a large cinema."

"The screening room in Screening Room 5 is located at the highest point, and there is a separate staff passage leading directly to the underground parking garage."

Song Qianxia's analysis was very logical and reasonable.

"If I were the judge, I would definitely stay there. I could monitor the hostages through surveillance, and if anything went wrong, I could simply run away."

There was a moment of silence on the walkie-talkie.

Then came Gu Tingchen's decisive order.

"Zhao Ming, you lead Team Two to continue searching for the hostages on the third floor!"

"Zhou Zheng, take a team and follow me to the fifth-floor screening room!"

Just as Song Qianxia was about to stand up, Gu Tingchen's cold and stern voice came again.

"Song Qianxia, ​​don't move. I'll be right down."

Less than two minutes.

A series of hurried footsteps came from above the stairs.

Gu Tingchen led several special police officers down the street quickly.

The man walked up to her, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Who told you to run around like that?" Gu Tingchen looked down at her.

"I call this giving full play to my initiative," Song Qianxia chuckled twice.

Gu Tingchen grabbed her by the back of her collar and lifted her up.

"Stay behind me. If you dare to run off again, I'll break your legs when we get back."

Song Qianxia stumbled as she was pulled.

She could only roll her eyes and obediently follow at the back of the line.