System Panel C110
by MarineTLChapter 110: Mistaken Search
“The existence of the 1112 Special Project Group is not just to compile odd tales, but to gather and eliminate those that threaten social order.”
Cisha concluded, her words ringing with authority: “To achieve our goals, we will stop at nothing!”
Qin Qing processed the gruesome images before speaking, “That device…”
“The time-reset device? The team leader sacrificed themselves, and the original object was destroyed, so specific information is unknown. After reviewing the case, it was deduced to be an object capable of looping time within a small space. The criminal used a time glitch to duplicate currency. But the person is dead, and there’s no evidence left.”
Qin Qing thought of her notebook that never got lost. Could they have the same origin?
“Are there many such unscientific things?”
“Not many, but each appearance brings a storm of blood.”
Qin Qing wanted to understand these incredible existences, to understand her System Panel.
Eagerly, she asked, “What is my task?”
Cisha didn’t answer directly but said, “Most of the abnormal personnel related to our special cases are already dead. However, some who pose little threat are still being tracked.”
She tapped on a dossier, leaning in to meet Qin Qing’s gaze.
“Director Feng holds Comrade Qin in high regard. So, if I arrange for you to meet these people, can you provide me with the information I want?”
She watched Qin Qing, not allowing her gaze to waver.
“I hope your answer is yes.”
Qin Qing knew what she wanted.
“I’m sorry, I can’t help you. I once met one of them, Yang Guangmei, also in Shuangyu. I couldn’t figure out her abnormal experiences. I can only deduce that her spirit went through something special through some channel. But this, I think, you don’t need me to tell you.”
Cisha didn’t seem too disappointed.
Qin Qing asked, “I don’t believe the special group hasn’t interrogated so many people?”
Cisha laughed maliciously.
“Who says they haven’t? Every person about to say something useful mysteriously died. Various deaths, including one whose head exploded like a watermelon right in front of the interrogator, splattering blood and tissue all over them.”
Qin Qing: “…”
Cisha nonchalantly changed the subject, speaking seriously.
“Now, let’s talk about your real task—assisting in solving abnormal cases.”
The real task?
So, asking her for information earlier was just a feint.
“Is the team leader leading?”
“No, each case has a different leader. Personnel from police stations nationwide will be drafted to assist, and if necessary, the military will cooperate. However, to ensure your safety, the director has assigned you a partner.”
Qin Qing met her partner, who wasn’t the high-combat person she expected.
In fact, the other party seemed even weaker than her.
It was a young girl, only twenty years old.
She was waiting for Qin Qing in the tea room on the office floor.
When Qin Qing arrived, the girl had a row of paper cups in front of her and a pile of empty snack bags.
Upon seeing Cisha, she chirped, “I’ve tested this batch of snacks for you; they’re pretty good, but the drinks are terrible, especially the coffee. I really admire the procurement team for finding such a variety of dishwater flavors.”
Cisha ignored her words and introduced her to Qin Qing, “Meng Yuan, a second-level waste who can’t do anything, but her luck is unnaturally good.”
Meng Yuan made a playful threatening gesture at Cisha.
However, with her baby-fat cheeks, rosy lips, and nails sparkling with rhinestones, she had no intimidation power.
Realizing this herself, she turned around angrily with her backpack, “I’m going back to school to do homework!”
Cisha didn’t even move a step, stretching out her long arm to grab the strawberry bear-shaped backpack, pulling Meng Yuan back.
Cisha said, “Did I say something wrong? Don’t forget, you’re on the payroll.”
Meng Yuan protested, “You invited me to join; I don’t have to take the salary.”
Cisha released the backpack and introduced Qin Qing.
“Get to know each other; someone will contact you about specific tasks.”
Cisha walked away leisurely, while Meng Yuan made a fist-pounding gesture in frustration.
Qin Qing smiled; she was quite cute.
Meng Yuan stopped and huffed, “She just looks down on me.”
Qin Qing replied, “She looks down on me too.”
“Huh?”
“No worries, Comrade Cisha looks down on anyone who joined through unconventional means.”
“Huh? Sister, were you specially recruited too? What can you do?”
Qin Qing thought for a moment.
Honestly, “I don’t seem to be able to do anything.”
Meng Yuan seemed to find a kindred spirit.
Qin Qing: “…”
She changed the subject, “Don’t be upset. Comrade Cisha is under constant high pressure at work, always facing the deaths of colleagues and comrades, so it’s normal for her to have a peculiar temperament.”
“You know a lot.”
“Well… I just know a little more than usual.”
While talking, Qin Qing had already learned about Meng Yuan.
【Innate Skill1: Luck-99】
【Innate Skill2: Affinity-95】
【Innate Skill3: Integrity-90】
Born with good luck.
She nearly died at birth due to being premature. When the doctors in the delivery room had given up, the small, cyanotic baby cried out on her own, beginning her life of extraordinary ease.
Because of her luck, her otherwise ordinary parents inexplicably thrived, becoming big bosses at a young age.
Those who liked her would be blessed with small fortunes after being around her for a while. Those with ill intentions could choke on water and end up hospitalized.
Most of the people she met became her friends.
She was pampered with high standards from a young age, just to have her as a good-luck charm.
Discovered in high school, she subsequently participated in some low-risk important tasks.
An optimist with average intelligence and mediocre academic performance.
Due to her special contributions, she was recommended to a prestigious university in the capital.
Her grades have been floating ever since, but she always managed to pass exams by guessing the right questions.
At eighteen, she officially joined the department.
For two years, she participated in tasks sporadically.
With her involvement, the overall casualty rate decreased, and the success rate increased.
Her life was quite enviable.
Meng Yuan didn’t have a blank log like Yang Guangmei; she wasn’t involved in Case 1112.
What caught Qin Qing’s attention was another striking data value.
【Spiritual Power: 455 (Growing)】
She checked her own System Panel.
【Spiritual Power: 732 (Growing)】
Meng Yuan was the only person Qin Qing had met, besides herself, with a Spiritual Power over a hundred and still growing.
But aside from that, Qin Qing couldn’t see any other abnormalities in her experiences.
Meng Yuan shared a dried duck neck with Qin Qing from her backpack.
“I don’t know why, but I liked you at first sight.”
“Oh, thank you. You’re quite cute too.”
Qin Qing was interested in getting to know her, and they quickly became familiar.
When Meng Yuan learned Qin Qing was a “Fate Master,” she was thrilled.
“Finally, I’ve met a state-certified master. You have to read my fortune.”
“With your luck, do you really need a reading? A life of good fortune is clear as day.”
“No…” Meng Yuan said, troubled, “When I was little, I often dreamed of an old woman singing me to sleep. But as soon as I woke up, I’d forget the song. I told my family about it, and they said it was just my grandma putting me to sleep, that I was too young to remember clearly.
But it wasn’t just once or twice; I dreamt of it often. Please, read my dreams. Do they mean anything? Could I be dreaming of a past life?”
“Only when you were little? Have you dreamt of it since?”
“Mainly when I was young. In high school, during summer break, a classmate convinced me to buy a lottery ticket, and I won a seven-figure prize. Before claiming it, I suddenly fainted on the street. In my unconsciousness, I felt someone stroking my head, cool and soothing, and my headache disappeared.
At that moment, I felt it was familiar, like the old woman in my dreams. This time, I finally saw her clearly, her smooth silver hair tied up, wearing a purple robe. But she was always backlit, so I couldn’t see her face…”
An old woman, singing, silver hair, purple robe… this setup seemed familiar.
Meng Yuan’s fainting incident was also recorded in the logs, but the hospital found no illness. Meng Yuan’s superstitious grandmother said she had overdrawn her luck by winning the lottery, causing her fainting.
The old woman stopped her, and Meng Yuan never claimed the prize.
The seven-figure prize returned to the pool and was even reported in the social news.
But it seemed Meng Yuan herself couldn’t know more.
Qin Qing left her a white crystal to follow up on the situation.
A task they were to participate in together came up.
Qin Qing looked at the information; what a coincidence, it was the Taiyi Ziwei Sect’s case.
This was reportedly the lowest danger level case the special group had to handle.
At least this organization was only after money, causing little destruction.
But just thinking about how this case had turned the divisions in Shuangyu upside down was enough to give anyone a headache.
And it was still the lowest level; the other cases in the special group must be so complex… no wonder Cisha seemed a bit unhinged.
The task information was given to a few people, and the goal was to find the hiding place of these individuals and identify who among them was their leader, “Shao Shu.” If none of them were, then find Shao Shu.
Meng Yuan, after reading, said easily, “Finding people? I’m good at that.”
Qin Qing glanced at her. Really? She was good at it too, but she hadn’t found Shao Shu before.
“How do you find people?”
“It’s simple. Just sit in a crowded area within the target’s activity range, and soon that person will appear in the crowd.”
Qin Qing: “…”
Such high technical content.
These people hadn’t appeared in public for a long time, making them hard to find.
Meng Yuan was eager to try, so Qin Qing let her.
They waited at the largest traffic light near a suspect’s fixed residence.
Qin Qing had set up tags on her System Panel to alert her when a suspect approached.
They sat from morning till night, eating three takeouts brought by Shi Jiang, enduring the concerned looks from the sanitation lady multiple times.
Still, they didn’t encounter any suspects.
Qin Qing’s current System Panel had a sensing radius of a kilometer.
The target they were staking out hadn’t even returned home.
Even with Meng Yuan’s luck, work wasn’t easy.
Fortunately, they hadn’t brought collaborating police officers this time; otherwise, they’d be criticized to no end.
Qin Qing decided to take the initiative.
She took Meng Yuan to the first suspect’s building.
Under the cover of night, it was the best time to catch someone.
With the System Panel in hand, she didn’t need to confront anyone directly.
They pinpointed the suspect’s location by tracing the family connections from the suspect’s genealogical network.
It was on the other side of the city.
Qin Qing handed the lead to the cooperating officers to apprehend the suspect, planning to head to the next city where another suspect was located.
However, before she could leave, Qin Qing was called back.
Over the communication line, the officer tasked with the arrest informed her, “We used the compass and did see someone, but this person is definitely not our target.”
They then sent over a photo of the person they had apprehended.
Indeed, the individual’s build and appearance bore no resemblance to the suspect.
“Impossible!”
The System Panel had never been wrong before.
“Where is the person?”
“After comparing the fingerprints and finding no match, we let them go.”
Qin Qing opened her laptop, and the point representing the target was moving rapidly.
It was heading toward the highway out of the city.
Why would someone leave immediately upon gaining freedom unless there was something fishy?
“Is the compass needle still turning? Good, follow the needle and pursue. I’ll be there shortly. Do not let them escape before I arrive.
I don’t know where the mistake happened, but that person is definitely our target. They’re about to leave the city, so hurry!”










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