Not just him, even Jiang Yiren felt sothing strange.
Noticing the scrutiny from the two of them, a chill ran down Wu Yun's spine.
She had replied too quickly just now.
Steadying herself, she said calmly, "We've co this far, what's there to hesitate about?"
"If you do nothing, the credit won't go to you."
"Besides, if you want to get decisive evidence, you've got to put in the effort."
"Want the credit without the responsibility? There's no such thing as a free lunch."
"..." Cheng Xiang said speechlessly, "I never said I expected a free ride."
He was just habitually overthinking.
He understood Wu Yun's logic well.
If he didn't get involved, once the case was cracked, the credit surely wouldn't go to him.
"I have no problem either." Cheng Xiang nodded.
Song Guanchao voiced, "The person buying drugs is a low-ranking clerk in the City Governnt's General Affairs Departnt, who's probably under the Deputy Mayor."
"What?" Cheng Xiang was astonished. This case actually involved the Deputy Mayor?
Jiang Yiren and Wu Yun were equally surprised.
Wu Yun asked, "Do you have a grudge against this Deputy Mayor?"
"Yes." Song Guanchao imdiately recounted Luo Sanming's case to them.
After listening, they realized with a start.
It wasn't just a simple grudge between the two.
But with this revelation, it all made sense.
With such a significant grudge, Zhang Yan had ample motive to act.
And that clerk happened to be directly managed by her.
Cheng Xiang asked, "What's our next step in the investigation?"
Song Guanchao said, "Arrest him."
"How do we arrest him?"
The three were puzzled.
Wasn't the next step likely to be against regulations and discipline?
Arresting people is the police's job, how can it be against regulations or discipline?
Song Guanchao flashed a slightly sinister smile and explained it in detail to them.
A few minutes later, the trio listened to Song Guanchao's arrest plan, their eyes showing a hint of terror.
Song Guanchao actually wanted them to impersonate the Disciplinary Committee and arrest the clerk.
Their hearts raced, feeling a bit resistant.
As civil servants, they knew too well what kind of punishnt they would face if this matter ca to light.
But Song Guanchao had already told them the plan. It was too late to back out now.
Cheng Xiang reluctantly asked, "Old Song, is this really okay?"
Song Guanchao said, "Don't worry, I won't let you guys show up. I have soone on my side."
Wu Yun's eyes subtly shifted, realizing that Song Guanchao just wanted them to be involved.
Soone else would carry out the arrest.
Cheng Xiang also caught on, breathing a sigh of relief, he asked, "When do we act?"
Song watched the ti and said, "Tonight."
He was not one to delay. Once he decided to act, it was better to do it sooner rather than later.
He contacted Lu Feng, asking him to bring people over.
There was still ti, and Lingjiang was close to the Provincial City.
By nearly five o'clock, Lu Feng arrived with his team.
Song Guanchao sent over Ma Zhiming's detailed information to Lu Feng, asking him to keep an eye on the City Governnt.
Afterward, he booked a few rooms at a nearby hotel and sent the address to Lu Feng.
"Let's go." Song Guanchao grabbed his phone and stood up.
They were not far from the hotel, and within a quarter of an hour, the four arrived.
Just in ti for dinner, Song Guanchao ate with them at a nearby restaurant.
anwhile, Lu Feng and his team parked on the road outside the City Governnt.
Wave after wave of governnt employees were leaving the building.
Lu Feng and his n watched through the car window as people left work.
"Found him."
Lu Feng fixed his gaze on soone, who was Ma Zhiming.
Ma Zhiming opened the door of a sedan and got in.
About twenty minutes later, the car drove into a residential area.
This was indeed Ma Zhiming's ho.
A few minutes later, Ma Zhiming parked the car in the underground garage.
He got out and walked toward the elevator.
But before he took more than a few steps, he saw several well-dressed n with an impressive presence, approaching him.
Ma Zhiming glanced at them but looked away, yet just as he was about to move on, he noticed they were heading straight for him.
Before he could think further, they stopped right in front of him.
The man leading them took out an ID, showing it to him while saying, "Ma Zhiming, co with us."
The characters on the ID weren't large, but he saw the first few words clearly.
These n were from the Provincial Disciplinary Inspection Committee.
Ma Zhiming's mind briefly froze.
In that instant, he guessed why they had co to arrest him.
His mind was a ss as they escorted him to the car.
By the ti the car left the neighborhood, he slowly realized what was happening.
He wanted to say sothing but didn't know what to say.
He was almost in a trance-like state.
Soon, the car arrived at the hotel.
He was brought into a room.
A table was set up in the room, with a cara next to it.
"Sit."
The man from the Provincial Disciplinary Inspection Committee uttered a word and then sat down, taking out a notebook and uncapping his pen.
Ma Zhiming sat down, feeling nervous and flustered.
He hung his head, not daring to look at the other person.
Lu Feng began questioning, "Na."
"Ma, Ma Zhiming."
"Age."
"27."
"Do you know why we called you over?"
"I-I don't know."
His fingers fidgeted, sounding weak.
"Don't know? Heh."
Lu Feng placed the pen down, saying, "Comrade Ma Zhiming, do you know why we, the Disciplinary Committee, ca for you and not the Public Security Bureau?"
"I don't know."
"Because your actions can either be serious or trivial."
Lu Feng said, "Based on the evidence we have, the whole affair was orchestrated by Zhang Yan. You succumbed to the leader's coercion and inducent, losing your way and committing the act."
"Do you, Director Ma, agree with my statent?"
Hearing this, Ma Zhiming understood completely that they already had all the evidence of his cri and actions.
However, as Lu Feng stated, there was still a chance in this case.
The Provincial Disciplinary Inspection Committee's target wasn't him but Zhang Yan, so it seed less severe than he imagined.
Ultimately, how he would be treated depended on his cooperation.
If he answered all questions honestly, the worst would be dismissal.
If he resisted stubbornly, it might involve the Public Security Bureau and even lead to imprisonnt!
Understanding the crux of the matter, Ma Zhiming nodded imdiately, "Yes, that's it."
"Mayor Zhang forced . It had nothing to do with ."
Lu Feng nodded satisfactorily, picking up his pen again, "Explain the details thoroughly."
...
In the next room.
Song Guanchao leaned back on the sofa, chatting with Wu Yun.
The three, including Wu Yun, stared at the screen showing the next room's surveillance, sowhat dumbfounded.
Who was this man pretending to be from the Disciplinary Committee, and where did he find him?
With that attire, deanor, and skilled questioning, he seed more professional than the real Disciplinary Committee!
In less than two minutes, Ma Zhiming had broken down, confessing all the details.
They couldn't help but glance at Song Guanchao.
The tricks this guy had were truly abundant.
If soone crossed him, they wouldn't even know how they t their end.
Cheng Xiang secretly felt relieved, thankful, and glad that he was friends, not foes, with him.
Wu Yun, on the other hand, found herself increasingly intrigued by him.
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