Official Career Storm Chapter 542

"Received, I’ll ensure the task assigned by the leaders is completed!"

Song Guanchao grinned.

He knew the first eight characters were ant for others in the group to hear.

But the phrase "Co back alive," that was ant for him.

Jiang Yuan took a gentle breath, yet his nerves remained taut.

So did those of the sitting mbers of the standing committee.

Secretary Lu suddenly asked, "Mayor Jiang, have you reported to the provincial authorities yet?"

"Not yet."

"Report it."

No matter if Song Guanchao could handle it, such a major incident needed to be reported to the province imdiately.

Jiang Yuan grunted, picked up his phone, and left the eting room to lock himself in his office to contact the province.

He was already prepared for criticism from the provincial authorities.

On the other side, Jin Rong was also quietly reporting to Governor Qu.

When Qu Xiangru heard the news, he was extrely surprised.

How could things have escalated to this extent?

Hadn’t everything been prepared for action tonight?

How could they have let the perpetrators escape?

And to top it off, a plane hijacking?

"Did Song Guanchao take the responsibility?"

"Yes, he said he could handle it."

Could he handle it?

Qu Xiangru scoffed, not believing it at all.

...

When Secretary Gao from the province learned of the situation, he was silent for a long while.

After a long ti, he finally said, "Get the video feed over here."

"Yes."

Jiang Yuan turned and headed back to the eting room to connect the video call with Secretary Gao, the cara pointing at the large screen.

Secretary Gao watched the situation on the plane while calling other standing committee mbers to join.

On the plane.

Song Guanchao stood up, taking out all his belongings and placing them on the seat.

Seeing his actions, Fu Ying beca anxious, "What are you doing?"

Song Guanchao gave a slight smile and replied, "Catching soone!"

"Catching soone?"

"I suggest buckling up, the plane might get a bit bumpy soon."

Song Guanchao turned away from his seat, and Secretary Sun shouted after him, "Song Guanchao, what are you doing?"

"Isn’t it obvious? I’m catching soone. Do you have a problem hearing?"

"..."

Secretary Sun internally cursed, thinking how foolish it was to think they could catch anyone from the cockpit at such a ti.

Still pretending to be cool in such a critical mont.

Coming out from his seat, Song Guanchao approached Lin Wanqiu.

He saw the mobile phone in her pocket and asked, "Miss Lin, are you on a video call?"

"Yes."

"Co with ."

"Where to?"

"In a mont, I’m going to break down the cockpit door, and I need you to record it."

This heroic mont shouldn’t be missed.

He wasn’t usually one to show off, but since it was ti to make an appearance, he wouldn’t let any credit slip away that was due to him.

"Break the door?"

"Right."

Song Guanchao walked toward the cockpit, while Fu Ying thought about following him, but rembering his earlier instructions, restrained herself.

If Song Guanchao said he had a plan, he must have one; she would just be in the way.

He reached the outside of the cockpit and surveyed the situation.

Then he commanded the flight attendant, "Is it possible to communicate with the inside using the intercom?"

"Yes." The flight attendant was as panicked as anyone would be during their first hijacking.

Song Guanchao took the intercom: "Mr. Chen, this is Song Guanchao, can you hear ?"

After a mont, Chen Guanyun’s voice responded, "Secretary Song, what can I do for you?"

"I’d like you to open the door."

"Secretary Song, very funny. There’s still so ti left in the journey, why don’t you go back to your seat?"

"Not going to open it?"

Seeing Chen Guanyun no longer responding, Song Guanchao added, "Mr. Chen’s plan is crazier and cleverer than County Magistrate Hou’s, I must admit I quite admire you."

"I am now authorized to promise on behalf of the city, if you open the door now and co out and surrender, you can expect a lighter sentence."

Chen Guanyun remained silent.

"Mr. Chen, actually, your cris are not that severe. I have checked the criminal law, the maximum is just over twenty years, not even life imprisonnt. Behave well inside, and you might get out in about ten years."

"But your current actions, once you are caught, could lead to the death penalty."

"You don’t really believe that fleeing to Japan will keep you safe, do you?"

Yao Jinsheng’s voice ca through: "Song Guanchao, stop the bullshit and catch us in Japan if you can! If you can’t, shut up!"

"Ha, Director Yao, calm down, I am just trying to negotiate here."

"Negotiate my ass, I should have shot you first!"

Song Guanchao chuckled and asked, "Mr. Chen, I’m giving you one last chance. I will count to ten, and if you don’t co out, I will co in myself."

"1!"

As he counted, Chen Guanyun furrowed his brows.

He is coming in?

How is he going to get in?

He patted the pilot’s shoulder: "Can the cockpit door be opened from the outside?"

The pilot shook his head repeatedly: "It can’t be opened, only from the inside."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive!"

Chen Guanyun still frowned.

Song Guanchao’s tone didn’t seem like he was bluffing.

Still unsure, he took out his phone to search, confirming that the cockpit door was designed to be unopenable from the outside, and finally felt relieved.

This guy, putting on quite a show indeed.

He almost fooled .

"10!" Song Guanchao finished counting: "Mr. Chen, I gave you a chance, you didn’t value it. When I open the door later, I won’t be rciful."

Lin Wanqiu was extrely curious. Song Guanchao sounded so confident, as if he truly knew what he was doing, not like he was bluffing.

But how exactly was he going to open the door?

Not just him, at this mont, everyone in the conference room was filled with curiosity.

In the Provincial Committee, several senior leaders had gathered in Secretary Gao’s office, just in ti to witness this scene.

Qu Xiangru slightly raised his eyebrows, his lips curling into a faint, cold smirk.

On the airplane.

Song Guanchao tossed the intercom aside and looked at the flight attendant: "Take to the galley."

"Oh." The flight attendant led him towards the galley.

The airplane had two kitchens, one located between first-class and business class at the front of the plane.

The other was at the rear of the plane, mainly serving economy class.

At the mont, he arrived at the first-class galley, not too far from the cockpit.

The galley was well-equipped. Song Guanchao looked around and asked, "Do you have a power strip?"

"Yes."

"Bring it out."

"Oh, oh."

The flight attendant did not know what Song Guanchao was going to do but followed his instructions anyway.

While she fetched the power strip, Song Guanchao took out two portable gas canisters and hugged a microwave oven.

After she brought it to him, he said, "Bring a stool, and follow ."

Song Guanchao ca back to the cockpit door, placed the stool outside it, and then set the microwave oven on the stool.

He adjusted the position of the microwave oven while looking at the cockpit door.

In the office, Liang Jianfeng and Xiao Chenggong saw his actions, their eyes instantly lit up.

"I got it!" Xiao Chenggong’s voice made everyone look his way.

Liang Jianfeng nodded, "This kid, his mind works fast."

Everyone grew more puzzled, wondering what the two were puzzling over in silence.

Wu Qiangwei asked, "Director Liang, what is he doing?"

"Explosives!"

"What?"

Liang Jianfeng explained, "This kid must have learned demolition in the army. Gas is highly flammable and explosive, and if heated in a microwave, it can detonate with the power comparable to explosives."

Everyone suddenly realized.

Watching Song Guanchao on the screen, people found themselves at a loss for words.

This guy, he always seems to find a solution to any situation, even if it appears to be a dead end.

No wonder he was so confident; it turns out he had sothing to rely on.

Provincial Committee Office.

The leaders also heard Liang Jianfeng’s explanation and apart from being taken aback, they admired.

Qu Xiangru’s eyes also held a trace of surprise.

...

Song Guanchao adjusted the angle of the microwave oven, setting it up so that when it explodes, it would focus the maximum force on the door lock.

He grabbed the power strip, plugged it in, and then placed the gas canisters inside the microwave oven.

After finishing all the preparations, Song Guanchao turned to look at the flight attendant and Lin Wanqiu: "Move back, hide behind the seats."

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