"Secretary Wu, are you asleep?"
"No."
"I have sothing to report to you."
"Where are you?"
"Downstairs."
"...Co up."
A few minutes later, Song Guanchao stood at the door and knocked.
Wu Qiangwei had just finished running and hadn’t had ti to change her clothes.
The door opened, and seeing Wu Qiangwei dressed in shorts and a sports bra, soaked in sweat, Song Guanchao couldn’t help but take a second look.
"Just finished your run, Secretary?"
"Mhm." Wu Qiangwei headed toward the living room. "Co in."
After changing his shoes, Song Guanchao said, "Secretary, do you want to take a shower first?"
"Is it urgent?"
"It can wait."
"Then sit for a while, I will take a shower."
As Wu Qiangwei headed toward the bathroom and was about to close the door, Song Guanchao said, "Secretary, you didn’t take your underwear, did you?"
Wu Qiangwei paused and responded, "I have taken it."
"Oh."
It seed she had planned to shower before he arrived.
Soon, the sound of water running filled the bathroom, and Song Guanchao pricked up his ears, the images of that night in the rural fields flashing through his mind.
"Secretary’s ass is really round."
Song Guanchao licked his lips.
Fifteen minutes later, Wu Qiangwei, now in pajamas, ca out looking fresh and clean.
She took two bottles of soda water from the fridge, placed one in front of him, and sat on the sofa. "What’s the matter?"
Song Guanchao explained the situation to her.
Wu Qiangwei’s reaction was no less shocked than Liang Jiajia’s.
The Public Security Bureau Chief had given Lu Xiaotian handguns, and not just one.
It was astonishing.
This was no longer a re violation of police regulations, but suspected collusion with criminal forces, even cultivating them.
Just for this alone, a life sentence would not be excessive.
After calming down, she quickly agreed with Song Guanchao’s analysis that County Magistrate Hou must have instructed this.
Then, the sa question dawned on both of them.
Why would County Magistrate Hou do this?
"Secretary, what do you think could be County Magistrate Hou’s motive?"
Wu Qiangwei held the soda water and pondered deeply.
After a long while, she said, "His target is not the City Secretary position."
Song Guanchao nodded, "I think so too."
Wu Qiangwei asked, "Does he have a private feud with Zhang ilin?"
This question sparked an idea in Song Guanchao. "I’ll ask."
"Okay."
Song Guanchao imdiately contacted Zhang ilin and directly asked, "Brother Zhang, do you have any conflicts with County Magistrate Hou?"
Zhang ilin was taken aback by the question and after a long pause said, "No, I haven’t ever t him."
"Never?"
"No."
"Alright, I understand."
Zhang ilin seed hesitant to speak, troubled by Song Guanchao’s sudden question.
But since Song Guanchao didn’t offer more detail, he decided not to inquire.
After hanging up, Song Guanchao said, "There is no personal grudge between them, we can eliminate private conflict as a possibility."
"Then there is only one possibility left," Wu Qiangwei said with a soft sigh.
"What is the possibility?"
Song Guanchao was surprised. He had spent a long ti thinking at ho and couldn’t figure it out.
Wu Qiangwei quickly ca up with two possibilities.
Was this the difference in thinking between n and won?
Wu Qiangwei said, "County Magistrate Hou might already know that Secretary Tu is out to get him."
Song Guanchao first was startled, then frowned, gradually his expression relaxed, and finally, he understood.
This possibility, though far-fetched.
But it was this very possibility that explained everything.
"Where did he find out from?"
Only a few mbers of the standing committee knew about this.
It was unlikely that Mayor Zheng and Secretary Lu would speak of it.
Because if County Magistrate Hou suddenly ran off, it would affect these two top officials the most.
"Let’s arrest him ahead of ti," Wu Qiangwei suggested.
Regardless of whether County Magistrate Hou already knew or not, arresting him first was always the right move.
"Not so fast," Song Guanchao shook his head, "This is an excellent opportunity."
Wu Qiangwei furrowed her brows, "Don’t be reckless."
"Whatever the opportunity, we can’t just let things happen."
"Secretary, do you trust ?"
"I do, but..."
"I promise you, no one will get hurt, and County Magistrate Hou definitely won’t escape!"
Wu Qiangwei hesitated.
Song Guanchao said, "Besides, Secretary, aren’t you curious how County Magistrate Hou found out?"
"Is it possible that Secretary Lu or Mayor Zheng told him?"
"If it really was them tipping him off, he probably would have received the ssage and run away as soon as we tried to catch him."
"It’s better to act on a sche than to startle the snake."
"We are in the light; he is in the dark; the advantage is ours!"
"Moreover, we are just guessing now; he might not really know."
"If we guess wrong, what should have been Zhang ilin’s credit will be taken by you, Secretary. Good intentions could lead to bad outcos, and though Zhang ilin might not say it, he’d be displeased."
Wu Qiangwei asked, "What will you do?"
Song Guanchao replied, "First, we need to confirm whether he really knows, and leave the rest to ."
"I have planted a spy near Lu Xiaotian, how else would I know that Director Yao gave him a gun?"
Wu Qiangwei was persuaded.
Song Guanchao clearly laid out the pros and cons, making the choice obvious.
Wu Qiangwei said, "If anything unexpected happens, tell at once. No matter what, human life cos first."
"Secretary, rest assured, I know what’s important."
On the way back, Song Guanchao’s thoughts gradually beca clearer.
To confirm whether County Magistrate Hou really knew, they needed to check his accounts.
He wasn’t sure which banks County Magistrate Hou had opened accounts with or whether he used his own na.
But, even if he hadn’t used his own identity, he would have used those of friends and family.
At tis like these, Liang Jianfeng needed to step in.
When he got ho, Liang Jiajia was still awake.
"Back? How did it go with Secretary Wu?"
"I’ve got so ideas," Song Guanchao said, "Since you’re up, co with to see your dad."
"Now?"
"Yes," Song Guanchao said, "I need a favor from your father."
"Tsk, who’s your father-in-law?" Liang Jiajia blushed and muttered rebelliously.
Half an hour later, the two arrived at Liang Jianfeng’s house.
Liang Jianfeng was thrilled when his daughter called unexpectedly, even ntioning it to his wife.
But knowing that Song Guanchao was also coming wiped the smile off his face.
He imdiately realized that Song Guanchao must need sothing from him at this hour.
"Co in."
Liang Jianfeng’s expression was impassive.
His wife, holding Liang Jiajia’s hand, inquired about her recent work.
Song Guanchao followed Liang Jianfeng into the study and skipped the pleasantries, "Officer Liang..."
"What did you call ?"
"...Uncle Liang."
"Go ahead, what is it?"
Song Guanchao cleared his throat, "I need Uncle Liang’s help to check on soone."
"Who?"
"The Mayor of Dujiang City, Hou Wen. I need all the information on Hou Wen’s relatives."
Liang Jianfeng asked, "Does Secretary Wu know?"
"Yes."
Liang Jianfeng grabbed his phone and dialed Wu Qiangwei’s number, making Song Guanchao’s brow twitch.
Was this a sign of distrust towards your future son-in-law?
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