Official Career Storm Chapter 527

Lu Xiaotian probably knew what Yao Jinsheng was up to.

This guy hadn’t lied to him about one thing: he was also under scrutiny from above.

That’s why he had staged this whole act, to make a rit for himself.

Once he had so achievents, those above certainly wouldn’t touch him for a short while.

And during this ti, he would have his only chance to run away.

Lu Xiaotian had to see him, had to et him before he could flee.

After that, no matter what Director Jia said, he wouldn’t listen; even if the evidence was right before his eyes, he wouldn’t cooperate.

He had just one demand: to see Yao Jinsheng!

Director Jia was helpless; after all, one can’t resort to torture for a confession.

Stepping out of the interrogation room, he called Director Qin to convey Lu Xiaotian’s request to Yao Jinsheng.

When Yao Jinsheng learned that Lu Xiaotian wanted to see him, he knew the kid had guessed what was happening.

But Yao Jinsheng had long been prepared.

"Please tell Director Qin for , that I’ll co as soon as I’m discharged from the hospital."

...

The tone in the city was set, and the report was easy to write.

That evening, for a rare break, Song Guanchao went to the criminal investigation team, lured Liang Jiajia out, and headed straight for the barbecue restaurant.

"We ordered too much at, what if we can’t finish it?"

Liang Jiajia complained, looking at the table full of at.

"What is this? Back when I was in the army, I could eat twice this much."

Song Guanchao spoke while eating and filling her bowl: "Eat up, or you won’t have the energy later."

Hearing these words, Liang Jiajia knew exactly what he was implying. Her eyes shot him a look of embarrassed anger as her hand reached under the table to pinch the flesh on his waist with force.

"Hiss~ So forceful, just wait and see how I’ll deal with you later."

Song Guanchao carelessly boasted while munching on the at. After over half an hour, he patted his belly and left the restaurant.

Arriving at the parking lot, Song Guanchao got in the car, shifted gears, and floored the accelerator, heading straight for the rental apartnt.

Watching the speedoter hit one hundred, Liang Jiajia said, "Slow down in the city."

"Relax, I’m good at driving," replied Song Guanchao with a double entendre.

Liang Jiajia bit her lip, wanting to pinch him but afraid it might affect his driving.

This damn man, not having seen him for just a few days and he’s already like this.

"Always thinking about that stuff downstairs."

That’s what she said, but in her heart, she was thinking of it too.

Thinking about Song Guanchao’s rough pounding soon, her legs instinctively clenched together, and her panties were already a bit wet.

Back in the neighborhood, as soon as the car stopped, Song Guanchao had already undone his seatbelt.

As soon as the door was pushed open, and before Liang Jiajia even put her bag down, she was already in his arms.

"I haven’t even washed... Uh, don’t use your hands."

Song Guanchao, like a bull in heat, groped her everywhere, sealed her lips, his tongue whipping over her body, making her feel burning hot and soft.

Monts later, clothes scattered on the floor, Song Guanchao lifted her into the bathroom and turned on the hot water.

He held her buttocks, lifted her up, her legs wrapped around his waist, and the next second, with a wet sound, she was filled completely, emitting a bone-deep, satisfying moan.

After about fifteen minutes, the two ca out of the bathroom. Song Guanchao placed her on the table, her hands splayed on either side while her beautiful legs spread open; Song Guanchao’s waist moved like it had a motor, making her soul quiver.

"Buzz buzz~"

The cellphone in his pocket was vibrating nonstop.

"Cellphone, the cellphone is ringing, ah, ah~"

"Ignore it."

Song Guanchao cradled her breasts, sucking and biting, leaving a trail of bite marks.

More than half an hour later, Song Guanchao lay on the couch, and she lay on top of him.

"Buzz buzz~"

The cellphone was still vibrating.

Song Guanchao grabbed the pants on the ground, pulled out the phone and saw it was Zhang ilin calling.

Over a dozen missed calls, along with several unread ssages.

"Call back when you see this."

"It’s urgent."

Wasn’t Lu Xiaotian arrested?

What could be so urgent?

Shit, could it be that Yao Jinsheng has escaped?

Song Guanchao suddenly had a jolt of alertness.

Actually, today is indeed the best day to make a run for it.

Lu Xiaotian was just captured, he got shot—who would have thought he would run?

Song Guanchao hurriedly returned the call.

The mont the call connected, before he could speak, Zhang ilin blurted out, "Chen Guanyun has co to see !"

Phew~

Song Guanchao breathed a sigh of relief, good, it wasn’t Yao Jinsheng.

"What did he co to you for?"

"Secretary Wu told not to publicize this matter, I’ve instructed the propaganda departnt, and he ca to asking why it wasn’t being publicized."

Zhang ilin’s tone was sowhat worried, "I’m concerned he might guess the city’s true stance towards Yao Jinsheng."

Song Guanchao understood what he ant in an instant.

Yao Jinsheng took a bullet, killed a criminal, and saved Lu Xiaotian.

What kind of act was that?

Heroic, that’s what!

Such a comndable act of heroism, on top of being the head of the Police Departnt, the normal procedure would be to heavily publicize it.

But not only did Zhang ilin not publicize it, but he also clamped down on the publicity and even warned that anyone who publicized it would be sacked.

That was far too abnormal.

If Chen Guanyun had even the slightest hint of intelligence, he might detect sothing amiss.

Besides, he was no fool.

Song Guanchao also realized the problem at hand.

"Did you talk to Secretary Wu?"

"Not yet," Zhang ilin said. "I’m worried Secretary Wu might think I’m making a mountain out of a molehill."

After all, he wasn’t familiar with Wu Qiangwei—that’s why he was indirectly discussing it with Song Guanchao.

"I’m going to see Secretary Wu now. Wait for my call."

"Should we have soone monitor Chen Guanyun in the anti?"

"No need!" Song Guanchao said. "You have no one reliable at the Dujiang City Public Security Bureau, and you don’t even know who’s who. If there’s soone from Chen Guanyun’s side who leaks the information, it might create a problem where there wasn’t one."

"Alright, I’ll wait for your call."

After hanging up the phone, Song Guanchao patted her ample backside, "I have to et with the Secretary."

"Is it about Lu Xiaotian’s case?"

"Mhm."

"I’ll co with you—uh, I won’t co with you."

Liang Jiajia had only just touched the floor when she felt a bit of soreness in her legs, and her backside was slightly swollen.

What an animal.

"Get so rest, we have a big battle tonight."

Song Guanchao chuckled, got dressed, and left.

On the way, he touched base with Wu Qiangwei and after driving over, Song Guanchao headed straight upstairs.

Upon entering the room, Song Guanchao quickly explained the situation to her.

Wu Qiangwei also realized the severity of the problem and was inwardly reproachful.

At noon, she had only focused on suppressing the publicity aspect but hadn’t considered that doing so might alert people like Chen Guanyun.

"We need to think of a good excuse," Wu Qiangwei softly said.

Song Guanchao shook his head, "Secretary, I don’t think we need an excuse."

"You have an idea?"

"Yes!" Song Guanchao said. "My suggestion is, just arrest them!"

Just arrest them...

Wu Qiangwei didn’t agree imdiately; she weighed the pros and cons, "To arrest is to arrest all of them. But the people involved are not a small number. To really arrest everyone, the impact would be too detrintal."

Their original plan was to take them one by one, and moreover, to find so legitimate pretexts for the arrests.

By extending the tiline, not only would ordinary people be kept from feeling the political shifts in Dujiang City, but it would also lull Chen Guanyun and the others into a false sense of security.

But making the arrests now, the interval between would be too short.

Hou Wen has just fallen, followed by a large batch of officials. How would the higher-ups view the Lingjiang City officials?

How has such a den of vermin grown under your watch? Are you all incompetent?

Song Guanchao smiled and said, "Secretary, what are you worried about? You’ve only been in Lingjiang for a few months, but these pests have been here for more than ten years, even longer! Even if there is truly sothing to worry about, it should be a concern for the local clique’s officials."