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

The atmosphere in Gu Tingchen's office was somewhat heavy.

On the large desk lay a notice covered with an official red header.

The core members of the task force all stood ramrod straight.

Gu Tingchen leaned back in his chair, his long, slender fingers tapping on the document.

"Take a look. It's a notice just issued by the provincial department."

Gu Tingchen spoke calmly.

"The provincial department has issued the annual joint special police exercise plan. Code name: Sharp Sword."

"The provincial department's Thunder Strike Team will be coming to Jiangcheng next Monday."

"This is not just an exercise, but also a semi-combat-like confrontation and exchange."

He raised his head and glanced at the crowd.

"The other side is playing the role of armed criminals, occupying an abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city. Our Jiangcheng City Public Security Bureau's special task force, along with the SWAT team, is responsible for storming the factory and rescuing the hostages."

A murmur rippled through the conference room.

As everyone knows, these joint exercises are essentially provincial-level directives to local municipal bureaus to increase their intensity.

It was only natural that we won.

Losing would be incredibly embarrassing.

"Captain Gu."

Special police captain Zhou Zheng stepped forward, his brows furrowed.

He participated in the Dacheng Construction case and the counterfeit currency case as a member of the special task force.

But deep down, he is still a tough guy who values ​​discipline and training more than anything.

"The Provincial Department's Thunder Strike Team is the province's elite force."

Zhou Zheng's voice was deep.

"They've clearly come here to test us. If our city department loses too badly, our police equipment funding for next year will be affected."

"Therefore, for this exercise, our SWAT team has requested to take the lead and be fully responsible for the assault mission!"

Gu Tingchen did not agree immediately, but tapped the table with his finger.

"This is a comprehensive exercise, not just a military confrontation."

"It also involves intelligence gathering, on-site negotiation, demolition techniques, and psychological warfare against criminals."

Gu Tingchen looked at Zhou Zheng.

"Therefore, I have decided to have Song Qianxia join the core assault team as a tactical advisor."

The office fell silent after those words were spoken.

Zhou Zheng's expression suddenly changed.

"Captain Gu! I disagree!"

Zhou Zheng is a strong-willed person who speaks his mind and doesn't hold back at all.

"I admit that Song Qianxia did indeed contribute to the previous case. She's quick-witted and lucky."

"But this is a high-intensity live-fire exercise! They're using blank rounds and stun grenades!"

"Police confrontations rely on rigorous daily training, iron discipline, and tactical coordination!"

He looked directly into Gu Tingchen's eyes.

"We can't rely on an intern's luck and some inexplicable cleverness!"

"She doesn't even understand the most basic tactical hand signals. She'll be a burden on the field and will only slow down our entire team's rhythm!"

Zhou Zheng's words were a bit harsh.

But none of the detectives present refuted it.

Because everyone knows that things can change in an instant on the training ground, and when it really comes down to real fighting with bayonets and guns.

Song Qianxia's carefree and irresponsible personality is indeed prone to causing big problems.

Gu Tingchen listened to Zhou Zheng's complaints but showed no sign of anger.

He merely glanced at the figure standing at the door, preparing to slip away.

"Xiao Wang," Gu Tingchen said.

"Go close the door and drag someone in."

Just as Song Qianxia was about to sneak out to use the restroom, Xiao Wang blocked her way.

She had no choice but to bite the bullet and slowly make her way to the desk.

"Captain Gu, you were looking for me?"

Song Qianxia smiled broadly.

"Did you hear what Captain Zhou just said?" Gu Tingchen looked at her.

"I heard it, I heard it."

Song Qianxia immediately went along with it and nodded frantically.

"Brother Zhou is absolutely right! That's deafening!"

She clutched her chest, feigning deep sorrow.

"I am just a weak woman who can't even kill a chicken."

"What tactical coordination, what kind of shells and what kind of artillery, just hearing about it makes me scared."

"If someone like me went to the exercise, I would absolutely embarrass our city bureau and drag our SWAT team down!"

Song Qianxia stared longingly at Gu Tingchen.

"Captain Gu, for the honor of Jiangcheng City Bureau, and for next year's equipment allocation."

"I think it's better if I stay behind and guard the gate for you."

Zhou Zheng snorted coldly.

Although he thought this little girl was hopeless, at least she had some self-awareness.

Gu Tingchen watched Song Qianxia putting on such a great performance.

A cold, emotionless smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"Song Qianxia." Gu Tingchen leaned back in his chair.

"I wasn't asking for your opinion just now."

Song Qianxia was stunned for a moment.

"So what am I doing...?"

"I am giving an order."

Gu Tingchen took out a pen and signed Song Qianxia's name directly on a list.

"The exercise begins next Monday, and you will be assigned to Zhou Zheng's assault squad. You will participate in the entire frontline assault."

Song Qianxia immediately became anxious.

"No, Captain Gu! This is against regulations! I don't even have a gun license!"

"The exercise was conducted using paintball guns, so no gun license was required."

"I'm not good at stamina! I get out of breath after running 200 meters!"

"If you can't run anymore, let Zhou Zheng carry you."

Song Qianxia gritted her teeth and used her trump card.

She suddenly clutched her stomach, her face turned deathly pale, and she swayed precariously.

"Ouch... Captain Gu, my stomach suddenly hurts so much."

Song Qianxia leaned weakly against the chair next to her.

"I think it might be an acute appendicitis attack. No, I need to take three days of sick leave and go to the hospital for surgery."

Everyone in the office was stunned.

This acting is way too over-the-top!

Gu Tingchen didn't even lift his eyelids.

He took out his phone and unlocked the screen.

"Director Qin is in the forensic room downstairs."

Gu Tingchen dialed the number calmly.

"Should I have him come up here now, and I'll use a scalpel to examine him and see exactly which part of his intestine is causing the problem?"

Song Qianxia immediately stood up straight.

My stomach pain has subsided, and my complexion has become rosy.

"No need to trouble Director Qin. I just farted, and I'm all better now."

Song Qianxia looked at Gu Tingchen with utter despair.

"Captain Gu, do you really have to push me like this?"

Gu Tingchen stood up, placed his hands on the table, and looked at her with an extremely imposing presence.

Zhou Zheng thinks you got lucky.

Gu Tingchen's voice echoed in the office.

"But I know very well what you're relying on."

He looked directly into Song Qianxia's eyes.

"The provincial department came with great force for this exercise. I want you to teach them a lesson in your own way."

Song Qianxia mentally ranted and raved.

Attend class?

What kind of lesson should I teach them? A practical lesson on how to quickly overturn a candied hawthorn stall?

"What if I refuse?" Song Qianxia made a last-ditch effort.

"All of this month's bonus will be deducted, and next month you will be responsible for cleaning toilets every day at the bureau."

Gu Tingchen delivered a fatal blow.

Song Qianxia immediately stood at attention and gave a non-standard salute.

"Reporting to Captain Gu! Mission accomplished!"

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

Zhou Zheng frowned even more as he watched the two of them singing in unison.

What is this?

Are you kidding me, huh?

Gu Tingchen waved his hand, signaling everyone to disperse.

Song Qianxia walked out of the office dejectedly.

It seems she can't escape next week's exercise.

The investigation into Night Owl's case is still ongoing, and now we have to deal with those muscular men from the provincial department.

I can't live like this anymore!