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

In the interrogation room.

The incandescent bulb emitted a stark white light, illuminating the imposter's face.

His hands were cuffed to the interrogation chair.

Although he looked somewhat disheveled, his eyes were unusually arrogant.

The presiding police officer, Lao Li, was already parched.

"Name!" Old Li slammed his hand on the table.

The imposter sneered.

"Didn't I tell you already?"

He slightly raised his chin, feigning an inscrutable expression.

"I am the Thousand Faces you've been looking for."

"The number one legend of the Cyrillic underworld."

Old Li was so angry that he slammed his pen down.

"You're talking nonsense! With skills like yours, you call yourself a top legend?"

"You can't even beat our SWAT team's interns!"

The imposter leaned back in his chair, completely unconcerned.

"That's because I was careless."

He started trying to save face.

"True masters never stoop to using violence."

"I just don't want to hurt innocent people."

Old Li was so angry at his shameless remarks that he rolled his eyes.

The interrogation room door opened.

Gu Tingchen led Song Qianxia in.

Old Li quickly stood up.

"Captain Gu, this kid is completely unyielding."

Old Li wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"He insists that he is the one with a thousand faces, but when asked who ordered him, he refuses to say."

Gu Tingchen nodded.

"Go out and rest for a bit. Leave this to us."

Old Li breathed a sigh of relief and quickly left.

Gu Tingchen pulled out a chair and sat down.

He didn't look at the imposter, but turned to look at Song Qianxia, ​​who was still lingering at the door.

"Sit down," Gu Tingchen said, pointing to the seat next to him.

Song Qianxia walked over with a bitter face and sat down reluctantly.

She really doesn't want to face this idiot right now.

Seeing his face made her feel that her career had been greatly insulted.

The imposter's eyes changed immediately when he saw Song Qianxia enter.

"It's you!"

He glared at Song Qianxia through gritted teeth.

"That woman giving nonsensical instructions from the monitoring room!"

Song Qianxia rolled her eyes.

"What do you mean by 'giving blind orders'? I called it a precision strike, okay?"

She crossed her arms and retorted without hesitation.

"If I were giving bad advice, would you be sitting here chatting with me so quickly?"

The counterfeiter was taken aback.

He snorted coldly.

Don't get cocky.

"I'm telling you, you've arrested the wrong person."

He continued to maintain his ridiculous pride.

"I, Qianmian, always follow the rules. Now that I'm in your hands, do with me as you please."

"But you think you can get any information about your employer out of me? Dream on!"

Song Qianxia listened to his over-the-top, chuunibyou-esque lines.

I got goosebumps all over the place.

Where on earth did you learn that line from, some third-rate gangster movie?!

Gu Tingchen leaned back in his chair, his long, slender fingers toying with a fountain pen.

"Advisor Song," Gu Tingchen suddenly spoke.

"It's up to you now."

Song Qianxia was stunned for a moment.

"Captain Gu, I really don't know how to interrogate people."

She wanted to make one last desperate attempt.

"I'm just a keyboard warrior, I'm afraid I won't perform well."

Gu Tingchen pushed a blank interrogation record in front of her.

"Just do whatever you want."

Gu Tingchen's tone was calm, but it carried an undeniable pressure.

"Don't you hate it when people tarnish your idol's reputation?"

"Now's your chance. It's time to prove you're a professional hater."

Song Qianxia looked into Gu Tingchen's deep eyes.

She knew that the man was testing her.

If she does nothing, she'll be even more suspicious.

Since there's no way to avoid it.

Then I'll show you what a true dimensional reduction attack really is!

Song Qianxia took a deep breath, and her expression instantly became serious.

That carefree, irresponsible intern attitude has completely vanished.

Instead, there is a chilling indifference.

She picked up the pen on the table and tapped it lightly.

"You say you have a thousand faces?"

Song Qianxia looked at the imposter and a mocking smile appeared on her lips.

The imposter felt uneasy under her gaze, but still forced himself to answer.

"That's right. I won't change my name or surname."

Song Qianxia chuckled softly.

"You think you're acting out a scene from Water Margin, never changing your name or surname?"

She leaned forward and placed her hands crossed on the table.

"Since you have a thousand faces..."

"Then let me ask you a few questions."

Song Qianxia spoke slowly, but every word was like a nail piercing through the air.

What exchange rate is used for bounty settlements in the Cyrillic black market?

The imposter paused for a moment.

"Of course... it's the US dollar exchange rate!"

Song Qianxia shook her head.

"Wrong. It uses a dual settlement mechanism of Swiss francs and Bitcoin to circumvent Interpol's financial tracking."

The imposter's expression changed.

Song Qianxia continued to ask questions.

What's the password to enter the "Black Crow" tavern in Freeport?

The imposter swallowed hard.

"Why...why should I tell you!"

Song Qianxia sneered.

"Because you simply don't know."

"Because that tavern didn't have any secret code. All you had to do to enter was leave a specially made copper coin at the bar."

Song Qianxia pressed closer and closer.

"They don't even know these most basic facts about the underground world."

"You're telling me you have a thousand faces?"

The imposter's forehead began to sweat.

He never expected that this woman, who looked far too young, would know so much about the underworld!

Gu Tingchen sat beside him, without saying a word.

But the pen in his hand had stopped moving.

He looked at Song Qianxia's profile.

That face, which usually wore a carefree smile, now exuded a chilling professionalism and coldness.

"Who are you?!" The imposter finally broke down.

He stared intently at Song Qianxia.

"How do you know all this!"

Song Qianxia leaned back in her chair, resuming her languid demeanor.

"I told you, I'm a professional hater."

She shrugged.

"To smear her, I dug up every last bit of information about the underworld."

Song Qianxia looked at him with disdain in her eyes.

"You're just a nobody who hasn't even gotten close to the basics."

"They actually dared to take a $50 million order?"

She suddenly lowered her voice, her tone extremely authoritative.

"Speak. Who gave you permission to take orders on the dark web, deliberately muddying the waters?"

"Night Owl's Cheng Yan?"

"Still the white crow from the archives?"

When I heard those two names.

The imposter's pupils contracted sharply.

Although it was fleeting, it was still captured accurately by Song Qianxia and Gu Tingchen.

"I...I don't know what you're talking about!"

The counterfeit goods began to struggle violently.

"I won't say a word! Go ahead and lock me up for life if you dare!"

Song Qianxia looked at him with that "I'm not afraid of boiling water" attitude.

She suddenly laughed.

"Okay."

Song Qianxia stood up and clapped her hands.

"Since you're unwilling to explain to the police..."

"Then I'll have no choice but to post your real identity, along with the video of your arrest, on the dark web's bounty hunter section."

The imposter's face turned deathly pale instantly.

"You dare!"

"What wouldn't I dare to do?" Song Qianxia smiled brightly.

"You impersonated Qianmian and took the order, but not only did you not get the goods, you also exposed the employer's existence."

"Guess how those crazy people who place orders on the dark web will deal with a good-for-nothing scammer?"

Song Qianxia leaned closer to him, her voice as soft as a devil's whisper.

"They will skin you alive and tear your tendons out, making you wish you were dead."

"If you stay inside, at least the police can save your life."

"Once you leave, you won't even be able to leave behind a complete corpse."

The counterfeiters' psychological defenses completely collapsed.

He was trembling all over, and tears and snot streamed down his face.

"No! Don't post it on the dark web!"

He cried out.

"I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything!"

"Someone gave me a million dollars to send out announcements under the name 'Thousand Faces'."

"They said all I had to do was create chaos and attract the police's attention!"

Song Qianxia straightened up with satisfaction.

She turned to look at Gu Tingchen.

"Captain Gu, it's all done."

Song Qianxia resumed her fawning smile.

"See, isn't the power of haters amazing?"

Gu Tingchen looked at her.

The man stood up and walked up to her.

"It is indeed very powerful."

Gu Tingchen's voice was very low, so that only the two of them could hear it.

"So powerful that he can rattle off the names of Night Owl and the core members of the Archives without hesitation."

Song Qianxia's smile froze instantly.

She closed her eyes in pain.

It’s over.

Showing off might feel good for a moment, but it'll lead to disaster when your true colors are revealed!

This is truly impossible to explain!

Gu Tingchen did not press her further.

He walked past Song Qianxia to the interrogation table.

"Continue to confess." Gu Tingchen looked coldly at the imposter.

"Who exactly is the person who gave you a million dollars?"

Song Qianxia stood behind and let out a long sigh of relief.

But she knew that her disguise was already teetering on the brink of collapse in front of this living devil.

Next time, I'll have to adopt a more serious persona!