Official Career Storm
Chapter 129

Chapter 129: Chapter 129

Wu Yun went downstairs, got into the car, and left the hospital.

On the way, her tears flowed unconsciously.

The scene in the hospital room kept reappearing, assaulting her fragile heart.

"Scoundrel, big scoundrel!"

While waiting for the red light, Wu Yun sobbed and cursed, vigorously wiping her tears.

She really wanted to go back, to confront Song Guanchao face to face and ask him why he had deceived her.

He clearly had a girlfriend, so why was he still playing ambiguous games with her?

Back in her office, she kept looking at her cellphone.

She waited and waited, but Song Guanchao’s message never came.

He didn’t even seem to want to explain.

She unlocked her phone, found Song Guanchao’s contact, and thought about deleting him.

But eventually, she hesitated.

She decided she would ignore this big liar from now on!

...

At the police station, in the interrogation room.

Minister Zhou finally saw Zhou Jun.

"Dad, get me out of here, this place is not fit for humans, I want out!"

Zhou Jun, who usually was arrogant and overbearing, now had bloodshot eyes and a haggard expression, looking like a beggar.

Minister Zhou stroked his son’s disheveled hair, heartbroken.

He lowered his voice, asking in a tone audible only to them, "Did you do this?"

"No!" Zhou Jun yelled, looking incredulously at Minister Zhou, "Dad, don’t you believe me either?"

Minister Zhou stared into his son’s eyes for a long time, eventually sure that his son was indeed unaware of the affair.

To know one’s child is the prerogative of a father. His son might be incompetent and frequently broke rules, but he knew what mattered, what to do, and what not to touch.

"Was that cellphone yours?"

Zhou Jun hesitated for a long while then muttered, "It is mine, but I didn’t send those text messages!"

"Are you sure?"

"Sure!"

Zhou Jun remembered something and said, "Right, I thought I had lost that phone, I don’t know how it came back."

"Lost it?"

"Yeah."

"When did you lose it?"

"Monday or Tuesday..." He couldn’t remember the exact time, but he was sure that the phone was indeed lost.

He had looked for it specifically after being intimate with a woman.

Because of this, he had even switched to a new phone.

"Dad, I am being wronged, someone is setting me up!"

"I know."

Minister Zhou reassured him, "Stay here, cooperate well with the police. If you didn’t do it, never confess, got it?"

"Yeah, I know."

"I have to go now."

"Dad..."

He clutched Minister Zhou’s hand tightly, as if fearing that if he left, he might never see him again.

"Don’t worry, I’ll get you out."

Minister Zhou whispered, then turned and left the interrogation room.

He found Captain Xue from the Provincial Office, "Captain Xue, my son is being framed."

Captain Xue shook his head and said, "Minister Zhou, we only consider evidence in our investigation. The phone is Zhou Jun’s, and it also has his fingerprints on it, which he has already admitted."

Minister Zhou said, "But the text messages were not sent by him."

Captain Xue laughed, "If not him, who then?"

Minister Zhou said, "The content of the text message was sent after the robbers stole the gun. If it was truly arranged by my son, where are their earlier communication records? Why aren’t there any?"

Captain Xue replied, "Perhaps they were in contact over the phone before. We have already reached out to the telecommunications company to retrieve the call records."

"Of course, even if there are no call records, this part of the text message is enough to prove that Zhou Jun had contact with the robbers."

Minister Zhou said nothing more and turned away.

Talking to a criminal detective was useless; these people were all stubborn.

To suppress this matter, he had to reach out to higher authorities.

Minister Zhou was certain that his son was being framed.

On the surface, it looked like someone was targeting his son.

But he knew, their real target was him!

But who could it be?

As the head of the organization department and a standing member of the City Committee, he had been rooted in Lingjiang for decades, with extensive connections and relationships. He couldn’t claim they encompassed all of Lingjiang, but his influence reached every department.

Moreover, he was the head of the organization department; he had aided many in their promotions.

He couldn’t say he had pupils everywhere, but looking across the nearby cities, his status was extremely high.

Naturally, he also had political enemies.

Many were eyeing his position and wished for his downfall.

But in a short amount of time, he couldn’t think of who might be targeting him.

...

At three o’clock that afternoon, Chu Xiao’e once again visited the hospital room.

This time, she came to confirm some matters with Song Guanchao.

"Secretary Wu has put me in charge of the publicity for this case," she said.

Song Guanchao was not at all surprised; this meant Wu Qiangwei considered her a confidant.

Chu Xiao’e knew this as well, but Secretary Wu had only instructed her over the phone to take charge without specifying who should be the focal point of the publicity.

That was why she was here to discuss it with Song Guanchao.

Song Guanchao said, "Focus the publicity on Director Liang and Secretary Wu. Also, include the young female officer Liang Jiajia in the publicity."

Chu Xiao’e asked, "What about you?"

"Me?" Song Guanchao laughed, "I don’t have much to publicize; it’s mainly about them."

Chu Xiao’e felt like she was meeting him for the first time; Song Guanchao had contributed greatly, yet now he was voluntarily stepping back from the spotlight.

She was somewhat puzzled.

"I’m afraid I’m going to disappoint you," Chu Xiao’e shook her head. "Among the hostages last night, there was a TV host who wore a sports camera. She recorded the whole event."

"The TV station has already reported to the publicity department, and as soon as I finalize the tone here, they will broadcast a special report on TV. So, you’re destined to not be low-key."

"Also, there are internal surveillance cameras in the armored truck, and the TV station has already requested those recordings."

There was such a thing?

Song Guanchao frowned and said, "Then we’ll report it all together, but focus on publicizing Director Liang, Secretary Wu, and Officer Liang."

Chu Xiao’e was gradually picking up on the subtext, as if Song Guanchao was deliberately promoting those two.

"I have no issue with that here, but I can’t decide for the TV station. They’ve probably already edited the video."

"I’ll contact the TV station myself."

"Okay, then I’ll head back first."

After Chu Xiao’e left, Song Guanchao dialed Zhou Qian’s number.

Zhou Qian was working overtime, editing the video.

The footage she personally recorded, from a first-person perspective, was extremely immersive and up-close.

This was not something comparable to what reporters captured from a distance.

Moreover, she had gotten the surveillance footage from the armored truck.

Her journalistic instinct told her that this news would shock the entire nation once it got out!

Zhou Qian’s name would also become well-known in the media world.

But what she cared about wasn’t her own fame; she hoped more for those who had voluntarily replaced hostages and shielded gunshot with their bodies last night—Director Liang, Secretary Wu, Officer Liang, and Secretary Song—to become famous!

Suddenly, her phone rang.

Seeing Song Guanchao’s caller ID, Zhou Qian inexplicably felt a surge of excitement and hurriedly grabbed her phone.

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