Wen Ru's commanding tone annoyed Lei Chengping.
He suppressed his discontent, contacted Uncle Nan, and relayed Wen Ru's words.
Uncle Nan said, "If she's willing to handle it, let her handle it."
Lei Chengping asked, "What about the traitor?"
"Didn't she say she'd deal with it?"
"She won't handle it anyti soon for her own safety."
"Do you think Wen Ru's identity is more important, or handling a traitor is more important?"
Lei Chengping obviously understood the priorities. While he could not tolerate a traitor within, he also realized that the traitor wouldn't last long.
Once this period is over, it would be ti to deal with the traitor.
"Got it."
Soon, Wen Ru received the list sent by Lei Chengping.
"Zhao Bo, Yang Mu!"
She stared at these two nas.
Zhao Bo was one of the secret shareholders of Lei Group, and Yang Mu was his trusted henchman.
The transaction ti Zhao Bo received was Monday at 11 a.m.
Of course, with Zhao Bo's status, he couldn't have leaked the information.
So, the traitor was his trusted aide, Yang Mu!
However, Yang Mu didn't seem to have contacted the police directly.
There was an interdiary between the police and Yang Mu.
Wen Ru speculated that this person was likely Song Guanchao.
Because the timing of Song Guanchao's contact with Liang Jianfeng matched perfectly.
Of course, this was just her guess, and it was not yet certain.
She glanced at the ti; it was already after four o'clock.
Wait a bit longer, after working hours, she would be able to know whether the person contacting Yang Mu was indeed Song Guanchao.
She left the tea house and returned to the office at the city bureau.
Soon it was the end of the workday, but she didn't leave imdiately; instead, she continued to sit in the office waiting.
Until the noise outside decreased, she felt it was about ti and left the office.
No one was outside, she glanced at the director's office.
Peeking through the door crack, she saw it was dark inside. She walked over and knocked on the door.
No response. She pushed open the door and found it empty.
She walked to the desk, suddenly bent down, and felt under the chair.
When she stood up, she had a recording pen in her hand.
Yes, she had placed a recording pen there.
When Liang Jianfeng first told her that Lei Group was going to conduct a drug deal, she installed the recording pen under the chair to figure out who was contacting Liang Jianfeng.
Leaving the office, Wen Ru returned to her own office, grabbed her car keys, and left the city bureau.
Driving all the way ho, Wen Ru then turned on the recording pen and played it quickly.
She sat on the sofa, holding down the fast-forward button on the recorder, with it pressed to her ear.
Inside were recordings of so calls Liang Jianfeng made, but nothing too critical.
Suddenly, she heard voices again.
The voice was very familiar.
She rembered; it was Song Guanchao.
This was the second ti Song Guanchao visited Liang Jianfeng's office today.
She released the fast-forward button, and their conversation filled her ears.
"The transaction ti for Lei Group has changed."
That was Song Guanchao speaking.
Wen Ru wasn't surprised, she had previously suspected it might be Song Guanchao, and now it was confird.
After listening to the conversation, Wen Ru furrowed her brows.
She was curious why it was Song Guanchao.
Or rather, why was Song Guanchao doing this?
Had the traitor contacted Song Guanchao first?
Or did Song Guanchao approach the traitor?
No matter who initiated contact, Wen Ru felt very puzzled and confused.
Because Song Guanchao was an official from Lingjiang, he was in the Provincial City only for party school training.
This indeed was very strange, and she had difficulty understanding it.
"Did Liang Jianfeng send him to make contact?"
She thought of another possibility.
Although the reason was far-fetched, she couldn't think of a better reason.
But she didn't really care, she just wanted to solve the problem now.
The traitor had to be dealt with.
But how to deal with it was a difficult question.
To directly silence him would alert others and allow the police to suspect that Lei Group had a mole in the police.
So, they had to wait a while.
Wen Ru already had a rough plan in mind.
She took out a rarely used mobile phone and dialed Uncle Nan's number.
"Uncle Nan," Wen Ru said. "The police have received information that it's at 11 a.m. on Monday."
"Oh, so it's Zhao Bo's people."
Uncle Nan's tone was calm, as if it were a trivial matter.
He asked, "So what do you plan to do?"
Wen Ru said, "The transaction will proceed at the scheduled ti, but for the traitor, don't take any action yet. I need to arrange sothing."
"Understood."
…
Late night, hotel.
Song Guanchao and Liang Jiajia were entangled naked, and she was moaning intensely as they both reached a climax.
Then they went to the bathroom for another round of passion, and after resting for a while back in bed, Liang Jiajia once again took the initiative.
Next day, Saturday.
The two slept in until they naturally woke up. As Song Guanchao was freshening up, he suddenly received a ssage from Tan Xiang.
"Do you have ti?"
Song Guanchao's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the undercover agent had been eliminated?
"Hold on." He quickly replied, glancing at Liang Jiajia, who was still lazing in bed.
"What do you want to eat? I'll go get it."
"Anything."
Song Guanchao rinsed his mouth, wiped his face, grabbed his phone, and headed out.
Leaving the hotel, he dialed Tan Xiang's number.
"What's up?"
"Did you inform the police about the change in transaction ti?"
"I did."
Tan Xiang suddenly fell silent, and Song Guanchao guessed sothing, asking, "Your informant, is he okay?"
Tan Xiang replied softly, "I suspect they didn't act against him on purpose, to avoid alerting others."
Song Guanchao said, "It's also possible you're overthinking. They might have changed the ti due to internal issues."
Tan Xiang said, "Both possibilities exist, but I believe they have sensed the problem, and changing the ti is to weed out the informant."
Truthfully, Song Guanchao also preferred her hypothesis, but there was no direct evidence to support it.
Tan Xiang added, "You should tell the police to cancel the operation."
"Why?"
"Regardless of whether Lei Group changed the ti due to a leak, if the arrests happen on Monday, Lei Group will almost certainly conclude there's a traitor inside."
"At that point, cleaning out the traitor becos justifiable for them."
"So, the Monday operation must be canceled."
Song Guanchao understood her reasoning; it was indeed the most prudent course of action, and he didn't oppose it: "Let's go with what you said."
He then added, "However, the traitor within Lei Group doesn't have long to live."
Tan Xiang acknowledged, "If sothing happens to him soon, it will confirm that an undercover police agent truly exists. And that agent is among the deputy directors."
Song Guanchao smiled. This woman was smart; she understood his reasoning without him having to point it out.
The reasoning was simple: as long as this traitor remained alive, Lei Group couldn't keep their dealings secret.
If Lei Group tried to bypass the traitor, it would be the sa as admitting publicly they had an undercover agent in the city bureau.
Thus, if they wanted to eliminate this informant, they had to do it in a manner that appeared normal and wouldn't attract police suspicion.
Both Song Guanchao and Tan Xiang grasped this.
So, if this informant was eliminated in the near future, regardless of how plausible the cover story might be, it would confirm that there was indeed an undercover agent within the police!
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