The Speaking Pork Trotter

In the neon of blue and purple, under the thick steel sky, at the forefront of this surge of data, lies the world post-tech revolution.
It's also the dividing line between reality and illusion.
Steel and flesh, past and future.
In this place, the world outside and inside coexist. Everything in front of us feels like a wall of time within reach.
The darkness is slowly creeping in.
But hey, my friend, you gotta know, we can't just counter darkness with softness.
Gotta use fire.

Naming Technique of the Night

Lordbluefire

Overall, 37 people were arrested, and at least more than half of them were confirmed to be the individuals the detectives were seeking.


Before Qing Chen arrived, the detectives had been busy with the case for nearly half a month, but after Qing Chen arrived, he solved most of the toughest cases in just one night.


Only those who had experienced that day could understand the terror of this new boss.


As a result, at this moment, all the detectives looked towards the office with reverence.


Other groups from Intelligence Department One upstairs all sent people to the third floor to inquire about the situation, but under Qing Hua's instructions, the detectives from Group Seven kept their lips sealed, revealing nothing.


Qing Hua's warning was simple: don't pull any tricks under the new boss's watch, don't harbor any hope of luck, from today onwards everyone must work diligently and reduce contact with the outside world.


374, First Day on the Third Floor of Intelligence Department One_3