Shu Xue served the tea and water, then exited the office.
Wu Qiangwei asked, "Who do you think it is?"
She had asked this question before. Asking again now was because Li Song hadn't been truthful, causing her initial suspicions to waver.
Song Guanchao pondered for a few seconds, then shook his head and said, "Hard to say."
Like Wu Qiangwei, he initially thought it must be Zhang Yan's arrangent.
But if it were Zhang Yan, he couldn't understand why Li Song would tell such a blatant lie.
He had already offered him a way out; as long as he revealed the person behind the sche, he would be off the hook.
But he didn't appreciate it.
Unless the benefits promised by Zhang Yan were enough to make him bear the cost of imprisonnt.
Song Guanchao said, "Let's wait for Director Xu's news."
Li Song had already been arrested, and his phone and computer had been confiscated.
No matter how careful he was, if he did it, there must be traces.
Finding out the person behind the sche is just a matter of ti; there's no need to waste energy blindly guessing.
Suddenly, Song Guanchao stood up and walked to the window, closing the blinds, plunging the office into darkness.
Wu Qiangwei was startled and asked, "What are you doing?"
She felt inexplicably anxious.
"Just checking."
Song Guanchao began inspecting the walls.
The opponent could set up surveillance and eavesdropping devices in his office, so Wu Qiangwei could hardly escape monitoring.
Wu Qiangwei quietly let out a sigh of relief, and thought to herself, what am I imagining, as her cheeks flushed slightly.
Her office was relatively large, but the setup was similar.
Bookshelves, desks, paintings on the walls, and a tea table near the window.
When Song Guanchao lifted a painting, he paused.
Behind the painting, there was a square slot with a pinhole cara inside.
There was indeed monitoring equipnt!
Song Guanchao's heart sank; the situation in the Provincial City was more severe than he imagined.
This was the mayor's office, and it was monitored too.
Who on earth did this?
Is this the sa person monitoring him?
Various questions flashed through his mind, Song Guanchao slowly lowered the painting and walked over to open the blinds.
Wu Qiangwei noticed his pause just now and asked, "Is there surveillance?"
"Yes."
Song Guanchao went over and reopened the painting.
Seeing the slot behind the painting and the surveillance equipnt inside, a chill ran through Wu Qiangwei's heart.
She imdiately picked up the phone to call Liang Jianfeng: "Director Liang, please co over."
After hanging up, Wu Qiangwei thought briefly and then called Secretary Zhou.
"Secretary Zhou, are you available now?"
"I've encountered an issue, could you co over."
Although Zhou Zheng hadn't known her for long, he knew she wouldn't make such a call unless it was urgent.
Song Guanchao was also busy; he imdiately went out and told Shu Xue, "Go to the surveillance room and ask the security to export all the surveillance footage and send it over."
Shu Xue glanced inside, hearing Wu Qiangwei's voice: "Do as Director Song instructed."
"Okay." Shu Xue imdiately went ahead.
Within a few minutes, Shu Xue called back.
"Director Song, which day's surveillance footage do you need?"
"What is the retention period for the surveillance?"
"30 days, with so areas having three months."
"Retrieve the footage from the lobby, elevators, and the sixth floor."
"What?" Shu Xue was shocked, but imdiately said, "Okay, understood."
Though unsure why Song Guanchao wanted this, sothing must have happened.
About twenty minutes later, Liang Jianfeng arrived.
Seeing Song Guanchao there, he showed a hint of surprise.
After sitting down, Song Guanchao first told him about being monitored, then inford him of Wu Qiangwei's office being monitored too.
This situation was unprecedented for him, but he didn't show much shock.
He imdiately entered investigative mode and asked, "Is the surveillance footage retrieved?"
"It's been arranged for preservation."
"Did you touch the surveillance equipnt?"
"No."
"Does the mayor lock her office every day after work?"
Wu Qiangwei said, "Secretary Shu locks it."
Liang Jianfeng pondered for a few seconds and called Xu Yang: "Director Xu, has Li Song confessed?"
"No."
"Are there any related chat records on his phone and computer?"
"No, he deleted all chat records."
ntioning this, Xu Yang gritted his teeth.
Li Song, that minor official, was tighter-lipped than he imagined.
Possibly knowing he'd be sentenced, he resisted fiercely, refusing to speak.
Currently, the case is at a standstill.
"Is he married?"
"No."
"Single?"
"Has a girlfriend."
"Bring his girlfriend back and question her thoroughly."
After hanging up, Liang Jianfeng stood up: "I'm going to the surveillance room."
Song Guanchao rubbed his chin, as if Liang Jianfeng had an idea.
Yet, he couldn't fathom what Liang Jianfeng's line of thinking was.
Shortly after Liang Jianfeng left, Zhou Zheng arrived.
Seeing Song Guanchao, his expression remained unchanged, as if he no longer cared about Song Guanchao previous offenses.
Song Guanchao didn't make things awkward, giving him due respect, and stood up to greet Secretary Zhou.
Zhou Zheng sat down and asked, "Mayor Wu, what can I do for you?"
Wu Qiangwei succinctly said, "Director Song's office has been monitored and eavesdropped."
Zhou Zheng's first reaction was also that Zhang Yan did it.
However, monitoring and eavesdropping were indeed excessive.
"Who knows about this issue so far?"
Noticing he didn't show concern for Song Guanchao but worried about the spread, Wu Qiangwei was sowhat dissatisfied.
"Only Director Liang for now."
Zhou Zheng nodded; fortunately, the news hadn't spread everywhere.
He thought about convincing Wu Qiangwei to drop the matter and resolve it quietly.
But he also knew the discord between Zhang Yan and Wu Qiangwei; getting her to settle quietly wasn't easy.
While pondering his words, Wu Qiangwei added, "My office has been monitored too."
"What?"
"Hmm?"
Zhou Zheng's face turned serious.
Monitoring Song Guanchao, though he felt it was excessive, he didn't worry much as Song Guanchao was just a director.
But Wu Qiangwei was different.
She was the mayor.
Song Guanchao stood up, moved to the wall, and removed the painting, revealing the slot behind.
Seeing the surveillance equipnt in the slot, Zhou Zheng furrowed his brow, took out his phone, and called Zhang Yan directly.
Upon connection, Zhou Zheng coldly said, "Mayor Zhang, co to Mayor Wu's office. Right now."
As he put down the phone, Song Guanchao said, "Secretary Zhou, it might not be Mayor Zhang who did this."
Zhou Zheng's furrowed brow deepened, "When did I say Mayor Zhang did it?"
Though he first assud Zhang Yan was behind it.
Song Guanchao's reminder made him realize it might not be Zhang Yan; only her suspicion was prominent.
His displeasure was because he felt Song Guanchao was impolite.
Such situations were not his place to comnt, nor was it his place to instruct him.
He hadn't held previous incidents against him, given Lu Zhizhong's influence.
But it didn't an he found Song Guanchao agreeable.
Song Guanchao noticed his tone's targeted intent, chuckled lightly, and chose not to argue.
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