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

Three hours later.

The intelligence analysis room of the Economic Crime Investigation Division.

Old Zheng excitedly slapped a freshly printed customs declaration form directly in front of Gu Tingchen.

"Old Gu! That little girl is truly a goddess!"

Old Zheng was so excited that he kept rubbing his hands together.

"She was absolutely right!"

"We tested the ink used in the counterfeit banknotes, and it was indeed mixed with industrial expanding powder."

"Following this formula, we checked the import records of chemical raw materials for the past two weeks."

Old Zheng pointed to a name on the customs declaration form.

"There is a shell company called 'Xinghui Trading' that imported two tons of special chemical fiber pulp and fifty barrels of industrial-grade color ink from overseas half a month ago."

"Their customs declaration stated that they were producing specialty packaging paper."

Gu Tingchen took the customs declaration form and scanned the information on it with sharp eyes.

Have you checked the legal representative of Xinghui Trading?

Gu Tingchen asked.

"We checked, and it turns out it's an elderly person left behind in a rural area whose ID card was used fraudulently."

Old Zheng sighed.

"The flow of funds is also very clean, all transactions are conducted through offshore accounts overseas."

Gu Tingchen looked at the last four digits of the offshore account number.

His eyes instantly turned deep and unfathomable.

"Zhao Ming".

Gu Tingchen turned to look at Deputy Captain Zhao, who had been following him.

"Retrieve the funds account of the freight company that the judge used to buy the high-pressure water pump in yesterday's Dacheng Construction case. Compare it."

Zhao Ming immediately turned on the tablet computer.

A series of loud bangings followed.

Ten seconds later.

Zhao Ming gasped.

"Captain Gu! We've matched up!"

Zhao Ming handed the tablet to Gu Tingchen.

"The offshore account that transferred funds to the judge to buy equipment, and the account of Xinghui Trading that purchased counterfeit raw materials."

"It's the same one!"

Gu Tingchen's face darkened completely.

Two seemingly unrelated cases.

One is the kidnapping of a wealthy businessman via live streaming, using extreme violence in the so-called trial.

One is the high-tech counterfeit banknotes, which directly impact Jiangcheng's financial system.

Now, these two lines converge at the source into a single point.

Song Qianxia sat in a swivel chair in the corner of the conference room, holding a glass of plain water that someone else had poured for her.

She listened to the conversation between Gu Tingchen and Zhao Ming.

The unease in my heart is growing infinitely.

Offshore accounts, same source of funds, different methods of crime.

This is the Night Owl's most classic "multi-line testing" operation.

They like to create all sorts of different kinds of chaos before entering a new territory.

Gu Tingchen walked up to Song Qianxia.

She placed the financial comparison chart of the two cases on the table next to her.

"What did you figure out?"

Gu Tingchen looked down at her and asked directly.

Song Qianxia put down her water glass.

She knew that pretending to be stupid was useless at this point; Gu Tingchen's perception was frighteningly high.

"This is not simply about making money."

Song Qianxia looked at the documents, her tone unusually serious.

"The Dacheng Construction case was designed to test the reaction speed of the Jiangcheng SWAT team and the tracking capabilities of the cyber police."

She tapped the name of Starshine Trading twice with her finger.

"This counterfeit money case was designed to test the banknote verification and early warning mechanisms of financial institutions in Jiangcheng, as well as the investigative methods of the Economic Crime Investigation Team."

Song Qianxia raised her head and met Gu Tingchen's gaze.

"It's like a hacker before they actually attack your computer."

"First, release a few different types of small viruses to test the limits of your firewall."

Old Zheng listened in stunned silence.

"Are you testing our bottom line?"

Old Zheng was puzzled.

"They went to all that trouble, even risking exposing their offshore accounts, just to conduct a test?"

Song Qianxia nodded.

"right."

"They are not committing a crime; they are giving Jiangcheng a medical check-up."

Song Qianxia gave a precise description.

"To enhance the city's defense system, security forces, and financial security."

"Get a comprehensive physical examination."

Gu Tingchen placed his hands on the table and leaned close to her with an extremely imposing manner.

"The physical exam is over, so what's next?"

The man's gaze was deep, looking directly into her eyes.

Song Qianxia looked at Gu Tingchen, a somewhat cold smile curling at the corner of her lips.

She knew Night Owl's ways all too well.

"The physical examination is complete."

Song Qianxia's voice was soft, yet it carried a chilling clarity.

"Knowing which piece of meat is the fattest and which bone is the weakest."

"Of course, it's to prepare to make the cut."

The temperature in the conference room seemed to drop several degrees instantly.

Zhao Ming and Lao Zheng both felt a chill run down their spines.

If there really is such a large and well-organized organization secretly watching Jiangcheng.

What they are about to face is an unprecedented storm.

Gu Tingchen gave Song Qianxia a deep look.

This is an amazing sense of the big picture, this precise analysis of the strategic intentions of criminal organizations.

It's absolutely impossible for an employee of an escape room to possess this skill.

She not only understands technology, but she also understands higher-level criminal game theory.

"Song Qianxia".

Gu Tingchen suddenly spoke.

"Besides reading, what else do you like to study?"

Song Qianxia immediately realized that she had said too much again.

Quickly put away that cold expression and put on your usual carefree attitude.

"Ugh, I really enjoy reading crime novels."

Song Qianxia picked up a glass of water and took a sip to hide her guilty conscience.

"I can recite Conan Doyle and Agatha Queen, Kindaichi, Yukawa, and Ninzaburo by heart."

She blinked innocently.

"Isn't that how it's always written in novels? The mastermind behind everything always likes to use these kinds of probing tricks. I call this putting what I've learned into practice."

Gu Tingchen straightened up and didn't ask any further questions.

He turned to look at Lao Zheng.

"Old Zheng, keep pushing this Xinghui Trading line."

"The identity of that elderly person left behind in the village was misused; there must have been an intermediary acting as a middleman."

Gu Tingchen gave instructions at an extremely fast pace.

"The counterfeit money printing dens are definitely still around Jiangcheng."

"Now that the raw materials have been identified, let's investigate the waste discharge of the special ink! This ink cannot be washed off, so it can only be illegally discharged through underground pipes."

"Investigate all abandoned factories and sewage outlets in the suburbs of Jiangcheng!"

Old Zheng immediately stood at attention and saluted.

"Understood! I'll personally lead the team to investigate!"

Gu Tingchen nodded and grabbed the car keys from the table.

"Walk."

Gu Tingchen said to the task force.

Song Qianxia quickly stood up.

"Captain Gu, where are we going?"

"Let's go meet the doctor who did the physical exam for Jiangcheng."

Gu Tingchen strode out.

Song Qianxia quickly jogged to catch up, secretly groaning in her heart.

Those persistent owls really aren't satisfied until they completely disrupt her peaceful part-time job.

That being the case.

Let's see whose knife is harder.

In her past life, she could burn down their safe house; in this life, she can overturn their plans in Jiangcheng!

With this in mind, Song Qianxia's steps became much lighter.

"Captain Gu, once the case is solved, will the Economic Crime Investigation Department give us a bonus for being seconded?"

Song Qianxia shouted from behind.

"I haven't eaten that steamed bun yet!"

Gu Tingchen didn't turn his head.

"I won't deduct two hundred from your pay."

The corridor echoed with Song Qianxia's pig-like screams.

"Capitalist! You have no heart!"