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The exercise took a strange turn due to Zhou Zheng's unexpected injury.

The red team has lost its sharpest weapon.

But the Blue Team members from the provincial department weren't much better off.

During halftime, they all heard that outrageous gossip.

The female technical consultant at Jiangcheng City Bureau who usually can't even open a mineral water bottle cap.

Use a brutal over-the-back throw followed by a reverse chokehold.

They knocked Captain Zhou straight into the medical vehicle.

The news spread like wildfire.

So much so that during the second half of the exercise, the Blue Team members saw Song Qianxia hiding far away behind a bunker.

They would instinctively walk around it.

They were terrified that this woman might suddenly lash out and break their bones.

3 PM.

The exercise has officially ended.

Thanks to Gu Tingchen's cunning tactical deployment, the Red Team successfully stormed into Workshop No. 3 and rescued all the hostages.

Jiangcheng City Public Security Bureau managed to save face.

Outside the abandoned factory, all team members were unloading their equipment.

Zhou Zheng sat next to the support vehicle.

He wore a white sponge neck brace, making him look like a robot cop with his neck sealed.

He could only turn around by twisting his upper body straight.

Song Qianxia was sitting on a stool not far away, eating a watermelon.

Old Zheng specially bought this watermelon to treat everyone.

Zhou Zheng slowly stood up, wearing the neck brace, and walked step by step toward Gu Tingchen.

Gu Tingchen was shaking hands and exchanging pleasantries with several leaders from the provincial department.

Seeing Zhou Zheng walking over.

Gu Tingchen spoke a few words with the people from the provincial department, then turned to look at him.

Zhou Zheng walked up to Gu Tingchen.

Feet together.

"Captain Gu."

Zhou Zheng's voice was muffled, revealing a straightforwardness unique to tough guys.

"I'll admit my mistake."

He wasn't shy at all.

"Before the exercise began, I questioned your personnel decisions."

Zhou Zheng looked directly into Gu Tingchen's eyes.

"I underestimated him, and I was too arrogant. Consultant Song is indeed not simple."

Gu Tingchen looked at the neck brace on his neck.

"Are you clear-headed now?"

"I'm wide awake. More so than if I'd been hit by a stun grenade."

Zhou Zheng readily admitted it.

He's a martial arts fanatic.

He admitted that he was not as skilled as others.

Gu Tingchen patted him on the shoulder without saying anything more.

Zhou Zheng turned around and walked stiffly toward Song Qianxia's location like a zombie.

Song Qianxia was eating watermelon juice all over her face.

Looking up, I saw Zhou Zheng walking towards me menacingly, wearing a large white neck warmer.

Song Qianxia was startled.

He quickly threw away the watermelon rind he was holding and looked around for something to defend himself.

I wondered if this tough guy was getting angrier and angrier and was planning to retaliate.

There was only a fruit knife next to it, used for cutting watermelons.

Song Qianxia hadn't even had a chance to touch the knife yet.

Zhou Zheng had already walked up to her.

He stopped and stood up straight.

then.

In front of several SWAT team members who were watching the drama unfold, Zhou Zheng bowed deeply to Song Qianxia.

Because he couldn't bend his neck, he had to bend his entire upper body down.

The movements were bizarre.

Song Qianxia was so frightened that she jumped up from the stool.

"Captain Zhou! No, no, no! What are you doing! It's not even Chinese New Year yet, I didn't bring any red envelopes!"

Song Qianxia waved her hands repeatedly and retreated frantically.

Zhou Zheng straightened up, his expression very serious.

He even pulled a small notebook and a ballpoint pen from the pocket of his combat uniform.

"Advisor Song."

Zhou Zheng spoke in a very serious tone.

"I was blind to your true worth before, and I said some harsh things. Please don't take it to heart."

Song Qianxia quickly shook her head: "No, no, you're right."

"Don't worry, I don't hold grudges." Zhou Zheng picked up a pen to take notes.

"I've come to you to ask you a technical question."

Zhou Zheng tapped the notebook with his pen.

"That move you just used, the one where you cut under the armpit to counter the joint. How exactly did you generate the force?"

Song Qianxia was stunned.

what?

This guy got a concussion from the fall? Instead of seeking revenge, he's here to ask for advice.

Zhou Zheng's eyes were filled with fervor.

"I thought about it for a long time afterward. Your move of using someone else's force against them completely violated the conventional logic of grappling."

"But in actual combat, this kind of unreasonable explosive power is extremely lethal."

Zhou Zheng looked at her very sincerely.

"Teacher Song, could you please send me the link to that arrogant young master from Longcheng?"

Song Qianxia's lips twitched violently.

This SWAT team captain is so stubborn!

She had no choice but to bite the bullet and start making things up.

"Well... actually, it's quite simple to exert force."

Song Qianxia talks nonsense.

"Imagine yourself as a tree. Sink your weight to the ground and breathe deeply."

"At the moment of striking, step on the right foot with the left, and feel the pulse of the earth."

Zhou Zheng listened very attentively and even took notes in his notebook.

"Left foot stepping on right foot...feel the pulse...I understand."

Zhou Zheng closed the notebook.

"Teacher Song, I think your practical techniques are very worth promoting."

Zhou Zheng extended an invitation.

"The provincial department will hold a special police tactics exchange meeting next month."

"Would you like to come with me? Let's go teach those greenhorns a lesson."

Upon hearing this, alarm bells rang in Song Qianxia's mind.

Go to the provincial headquarters? To give a lecture to the special police?

Wouldn't she have to strip down to her underwear and show it to everyone?

"No, no, no!"

Song Qianxia shook her head vigorously, like a rattle-drum.

"I get carsick! The provincial government building is too far; I can't take long trips!"

She made up an excuse and slipped away.

"Um, Captain Zhou, you get some rest. I have a stomachache and need to go to the restroom, so I'm leaving now!"

Watching Song Qianxia's retreating figure.

Zhou Zheng touched his chin.

"What a remarkable person. Even their refusal is so unconventional."

Lin Wan stood a few meters away and witnessed the whole thing.

She held an unopened bottle of mineral water in her hand, her feelings complicated.

In the past, she always thought Song Qianxia was a slacker who got in through connections and stole other people's opportunities.

In the police force, a place where honor is earned through risking one's life and shedding blood, she despised this kind of person the most.

But now.

Lin Wan realized she was wrong. Terribly wrong.

She watched as Song Qianxia ran away, taking two slices of watermelon with her.

Lin Wan suddenly realized.

The person you're jealous of might not even be on the same level as you.

This girl who always says she wants to slack off and eat endlessly.

She harbored an abyss within her that she could not comprehend at all.

8 PM.

Jiangcheng City Public Security Bureau, Criminal Investigation Division Office.

Most of the people have left.

Gu Tingchen sat at his desk.

On the computer screen, surveillance footage of the logistics camp at the exercise field this afternoon is playing.

The image quality is somewhat blurry, but it's enough to make the movements clear.

Gu Tingchen dragged the progress bar to the two seconds when Song Qianxia counterattacked.

Press the slow-down button.

Zero point five times speed.

In the video, Song Qianxia's muscles contract, her center of gravity shifts, and the angle of her knuckles clench.

At a glance.

Gu Tingchen is a champion in all combat sports at the police academy and has also served two years in overseas peacekeeping forces.

He knows more about killing techniques than Zhou Zheng.

He watched the clean and decisive strangulation move on the screen.

This is definitely not some unorthodox folk method.

This is a systematic and ultimate fighting technique refined from countless life-and-death battles.

There are no unnecessary frills; every muscle movement serves only one purpose:

Destroy the target's ability to move or its life.

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

Song Qianxia.

Who exactly are you?

Why pretend to be a useless person who can't even run 200 meters?

And why did he hide in the Jiangcheng City Public Security Bureau?

These questions swirled in Gu Tingchen's mind.

But he didn't intend to investigate her background immediately.

He looked at the girl on the screen who, after knocking Zhou Zheng down, immediately changed into a frightened little white rabbit.

Gu Tingchen smiled silently.

Move the mouse.

They directly dragged this surveillance video, which showed Song Qianxia's true combat prowess, into the recycle bin.