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

There was a three-second silence in the basement.

This was immediately followed by an exaggerated burst of laughter.

Lin Wan was the one who laughed the loudest.

She was laughing so hard she almost cried, pointing to the cart in the corner.

"Song Qianxia, ​​did you forget your brain in the dorm when you went out today?"

"Those three dilapidated carts were inspected by our technical department when they first came in!"

"Those were just a few open tin bins, completely empty, not even a scrap of paper inside!"

"You actually said there are 30 million in cash hidden there?"

"Are you saying money disappears, or that the cart is a bottomless pit?"

Several police officers nearby also shook their heads and sighed.

Even Zhao Ming thought the intern was being ridiculous.

"Little Song, the cart is indeed empty; everyone can see that."

He faced ridicule from the crowd.

Song Qianxia's expression didn't even change.

Explaining space utilization to these newbies is like casting pearls before swine.

Too lazy to waste words, she strode towards the cart in the corner.

"Hey! Where are you going! Don't touch the evidence at the scene!"

Lin Wan was shouting and yelling behind them, but Gu Tingchen didn't say anything, and no one dared to actually go up and stop them.

Song Qianxia walked to the cart in the middle.

This is a dark gray metal handcart, about 1.5 meters long and half a meter wide.

The top is an open container, and you can see right to the bottom; there's nothing inside.

Song Qianxia extended her right hand and bent her index finger.

He slammed his fist on the metal side of the cart.

"Thump."

The sound was dull, without any metallic echo.

She then walked to the spare trolley next to her and knocked on the same spot.

"Clang!"

This time, the sound was crisp and clear.

"Did you hear that?" Song Qianxia turned her head and looked at the astonished crowd.

"A normal single-layer sheet metal will produce a crisp sound when struck."

"The dull sound when you tap this car indicates that its side panels are double-layered and filled with something."

She crouched down and pointed to the four rubber wheels at the bottom of the cart.

"And look at the shock absorber springs on these four wheels."

"This is clearly an empty car, but the shock absorber springs are compressed to their limit, with almost no gaps."

What does this mean?

Song Qianxia stood up and patted the edge of the cart.

"This indicates that the base and sides of this vehicle have been modified."

"A huge hidden mezzanine was created."

"More than 300 kilograms of cash were all under this sheet of iron."

The entire vault was completely silent.

Everyone looked in the direction she pointed and indeed found that the car's springs were pressed tightly.

The cloud of doubt in Gu Tingchen's eyes grew thicker and thicker.

As he watched Song Qianxia's retreating figure, that familiar sense of danger surged into his heart once again.

How could an ordinary trainee police officer know about these common black market modification techniques?

Moreover, their observational skills are frighteningly sharp.

"Zhao Ming, bring the tools over."

Gu Tingchen gave the order decisively and strode to the cart.

Zhao Ming immediately ran to the survey vehicle and retrieved a steel crowbar and a large hydraulic shear.

Gu Tingchen took the crowbar and forcefully inserted it into a tiny seam at the bottom of the cart.

His arm muscles bulged suddenly, and he pressed down hard.

"Crunch—"

A sickening metallic tearing sound rang out.

The seemingly seamless sheet metal at the bottom of the cart had a corner pried up.

As the seam was torn open, a glaring pink hue was revealed.

"Oh My God!"

Old Qian exclaimed in surprise, his reading glasses almost falling to the ground.

It really is money!

Bundles of old hundred-yuan bills were tightly stuffed into the interlayer of the cart's base!

It's not just the base.

Gu Tingchen then used hydraulic shears to cut open the side panel of the cart.

It was also stuffed full of bright red banknotes.

This isn't a cart, it's a walking, mobile safe!

The basement erupted in chaos.

"This is absolutely brilliant!"

"These robbers are geniuses; they modified a cart to exploit blind spots!"

The way everyone looked at Song Qianxia changed instantly.

Lin Wan's face turned a deep purplish-red, and she hid behind the crowd, unable to utter a single word.

She was so arrogant just now, and she's so humiliated now.

"Don't just stand there, dismantle the whole car and count the number of vehicles."

Gu Tingchen tossed the tools to the police officer next to him, his tone still cold and hard.

Several police officers immediately stepped forward and began dismantling the enchanted cart with a clattering sound.

Just as the bottom compartment was completely opened and most of the banknotes inside were taken out.

Suddenly, one of the metal panels at the bottom of the cart shook violently.

"What's that noise?" Zhao Ming was startled, and the banknotes in his hand fell to the ground.

"Bang!"

The metal barrier was suddenly kicked open from the inside.

Followed by.

A person wearing a black bodysuit and a black hood rolled out of the narrow space.

The man fell to the ground, panting heavily.

The mask on his face was soaked with sweat.

He appeared to be in a state of severe oxygen deprivation; his lips were purple, and his eyes were rolling back.

"Robbers!"

The officers reacted swiftly, drawing their pistols instantly and pinning the man to the ground.

The robbers had no strength to resist.

With his hands tied behind his back, he struggled to lift his head, his eyes filled with bewilderment and despair.

As originally planned, he hid in the hidden compartment of the modified cart.

After the police finished their investigation and left the scene, it was after the bank closed for the night.

He then climbed out of the cart and carried the money out.

This plan is flawless.

Who would have thought that it was only midday, not even lunchtime yet?

He was actually exposed along with his money!

These cops must be cheating!

The robber's gaze swept across the entire area, finally landing on Song Qianxia, ​​who was standing at the very front.

He heard it clearly from inside the mezzanine; it was this policewoman who pointed out the problem with the cart.

"You...cough cough..."

The robber coughed as he stared intently at Song Qianxia, ​​his voice filled with terror.

"How...how did you figure that out?"

Song Qianxia looked down at him.

This "magic box concealment method" was indeed popular in the Cyrillic black market for a while ten years ago.

But in Qianmian's eyes, this was already an outdated piece of junk that had been obsolete for eight hundred years.

"That trick is too outdated..."

She almost blurted out that pretentious line.

The words were on the tip of her tongue when she suddenly snapped out of her daze.

No, wait! It's not her character! She's a useless intern right now!

So she forced herself to swallow the rest of her sentence.

Her face immediately changed to that of a frightened little rabbit, and she jumped back a step.

"Oh my god! That scared me to death! There's someone inside!"

Song Qianxia patted her chest, her tone exaggerated.

"I was just guessing. That's how magic tricks are performed on TV, where the magicians hide their tricks."

Upon hearing this, the robber was so angry that his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

The case has been solved.

The money was all returned, and the robbers were caught on the spot.

The criminal investigation team erupted in cheers.

While everyone was busy interrogating people and collecting evidence, Song Qianxia slipped away from the vault.

Finally, I can go eat!

Gu Tingchen stood in the crowd and did not participate in the celebration.

His gaze swept past the busy police officers, watching the figure slip away like a rabbit.

Just guessing? An animated film? A magic trick?

Gu Tingchen's lips twitched.

He took out his phone and dialed the personnel department.

"Take the file of intern Song Qianxia, ​​including her entire background before joining the police force."

Send them all to my email address.