After the two left, Mr. Yang went around to the back of the factory and saw his BMW.
He got into the car and immediately turned on his phone.
The phone was dead, so he started the car and charged the phone.
After turning it on, he immediately went online to search.
However, the Hui Po Company case was suppressed, and not much news could be found online.
But the few words that leaked out were enough for him to understand the general situation.
Song Guanchao hadn’t lied to him, Hui Po Company had been investigated, and the related suspects had been arrested for further inquiries.
He then searched for Director Zhang.
He changed the keyword and finally found some information.
This morning, a car accident had occurred on a road near the city bureau.
The identity of the car owner wasn’t disclosed, using the title of Mr. Zhang, a citizen.
He saw a photo of the accident scene, the severely damaged car was Zhang Xiaoming’s.
All of this was true.
Zhang Xiaoming was indeed dead!
He suddenly sensed an intense feeling of danger.
Only then did he remember to check his call log.
Hundreds of missed calls.
Some from Zhang Xiaoming, some from company leaders, some from friends.
And many from unknown numbers.
Looking at the messages, there were also hundreds.
All asking where he was now, telling him to come back to the company immediately!
Checking social media, there were again 99+ unread messages.
Among them, he found missed calls and messages from his parents.
The content was simple, asking where he was, that company leaders had reached them, asking them to contact him.
Cold sweat climbed up his back.
His limbs went cold, and fear seeped into his heart.
He knew he absolutely couldn’t show up now!
If he did, he would be arrested.
Just as Song Guanchao had said, the trouble with Hui Po Company started after his disappearance.
And before disappearing, he had met with Song Guanchao.
He was just a security team leader, how could he know any company secrets?
But Director Qin wouldn’t think so.
"What exactly are those two people’s identities?"
He thought about Song Guanchao and Lu Feng.
Even now, he was unsure of their identities.
They hadn’t deliberately disguised themselves, not at all worried about him seeing their faces.
This confident demeanor meant either their positions were extremely high, or they were just low-level thugs doing dirty work.
He knew now wasn’t the time to be curious about these things.
He needed to hide, to leave Lingjiang!
He absolutely couldn’t be caught!
Zhang Xiaoming was dead, and if he showed up, even if he didn’t die, he wouldn’t be free.
He opened the door, got out of the car, took a new set of plates from the trunk, and swiftly replaced them.
After doing all this, he put on a mask, turned on the navigation, and drove away from the factory.
"Team leader, aren’t you afraid that fool will call the police?"
"There is no ’what if.’" Song Guanchao said, "As long as he’s not brainless, he’ll leave Lingjiang immediately."
He turned on his phone and opened an app.
The app displayed a map.
On the map, a red dot was moving quickly.
Song Guanchao had installed a tracking device in the car, allowing him to monitor the vehicle’s location in real time.
From the direction the red dot was moving, it was heading towards the nearby national highway.
Suddenly, a phone call came in.
To his surprise, it was Liang Jiajia.
"Do you have time now? Good, I’m coming right over."
After hanging up, Song Guanchao said, "I have something to take care of, I’ll be going first."
"Is it your sister-in-law?"
"Which sister-in-law?"
Song Guanchao was stunned for two seconds, and seeing his sneaky grin, slapped him on the head, "What nonsense are you talking, do I look like that kind of scumbag?"
"Not just look like, you are one."
"Damn it, been retired too long, too uptight, huh? Come on, let’s spar."
Song Guanchao rubbed his knuckles, which cracked loudly.
Lu Feng turned and fled, "Class leader, you better hurry, I have to go."
Song Guanchao chuckled, and they went their separate ways in their cars.
Half an hour later, Song Guanchao arrived at an ordinary Sichuan restaurant.
Liang Jiajia had already arrived.
Since joining the criminal police team, he always wore casual clothes when going out.
Khaki cargo pants, black beef tendons-soled sneakers, form-fitting short-sleeved T-shirt, and cooling ice silk sleeves on his arms.
Her long hair tied in a neat ponytail.
She radiated an aura of sportiness and youth.
The men at several tables nearby kept stealing glances at her under the pretense of sipping tea.
Compared to most girls’ sexy or cute outfits, Liang Jiajia’s was quite unique.
And particularly well-shaped.
The loose cargo pants couldn’t hide her long legs, and especially with the form-fitting T-shirt, her flat stomach and already impressive bust jiggled as she walked, making it hard to look away.
Song Guan Ci sat down and asked, "Not busy this afternoon?"
After the dishes were served, Liang Jiajia asked while eating, "Zhang Xiaoming had a car accident."
"Yep, heard he didn’t make it through."
"What do you mean?" Song Guanchao looked up.
Liang Jiajia said, "Don’t play dumb with me, it was definitely not an accident."
Song Guanchao looked around and lowered his voice, "You better not ask about this."
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Liang Jiajia said, "Hui Po Company, did you do it?"
Her expression softened, touched by Song Guanchao’s honesty, giving her a sense of trust.
Song Guanchao said, "This matter involves many people, high in rank, and the nature of the case is almost set, better not to ask too much."
Liang Jiajia said, "What about Zhang Xiaoming’s death?"
Song Guanchao said, "The driver was driving normally, Zhang Xiaoming ran a red light, what do you think?"
"That’s not an accident!"
"Yes, both of us know it’s not an accident, but is it useful?"
Song Guanchao methodically analyzed, "Regardless of whether Zhang Xiaoming ran a red light or if the driver was driving normally, none of it’s wrong, right?"
"The case has already ended here. You want to pursue the truth, but have you thought about the evidence?"
Liang Jiajia angrily chewed on her rib, swallowed it, and said unconvinced, "So we just let the real murderer go scot-free?"
Song Guanchao smiled and said, "This is politics, politics aren’t about shouting and killing but about balance."
"Hui Po Company had issues, but they’ve been taken care of now. Zhang Xiaoming was suspected of embezzling state assets. Taking the normal legal procedure, he’d at most get life in prison, and do you think he would have actually received life imprisonment?"
"Now that he’s dead, isn’t this outcome better than letting the law handle it?"
"And the money he embezzled will also be recovered."
"There is no ’but’." Song Guanchao said sternly, "Jiajia, the case is now being handled by the city bureau, not your criminal police team. You can keep an eye on it, but don’t interfere. If you have questions, you can ask Director Liang."
Liang Jiajia pursed her lips and suddenly said, "You’re scolding me!"
Song Guanchao’s facial muscles twitched, what the heck.
Liang Jiajia huffed and said to the waiter, "Bring a serving of stir-fried kidneys!"
Liang Jiajia, grinding her small teeth and snorting, said, "Come back with me later and apologize!"
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