Official Career Storm
Chapter 96

Chapter 96: Chapter 96

Leaving the City Committee, Song Guanchao felt he should buy a car since commuting was so inconvenient without one.

When he got into the taxi, he made sure to observe carefully to make sure no one was following him.

He met Liang Jianfeng in a dingy little eatery.

Liang Jianfeng was just over fifty, with a height of one meter seventy-eight, and his physique was well-maintained; the contours of his muscles were clearly visible.

For someone in the high-ranking position of a deputy director, this was extremely rare.

"Hello, Secretary Song," Liang Jianfeng stood up and shook his hand.

"Hello, Director Liang."

The two men sat down, and Song Guanchao quickly took stock of the situation, nodding to himself in approval.

Liang Jianfeng’s short hair, partially gray, was neatly trimmed, and he exuded the bearing of a soldier—determined eyes and an upright posture.

He had dealt with many police officers, especially during his time serving in the military.

A few from the Ministry of Public Security had a demeanor very similar to Liang Jianfeng’s.

It was unfortunate that Liang Jianfeng had the misfortune of encountering the wrong people; Director Qin was a prime example of incompetence.

If nothing unexpected happened, Liang Jianfeng would be suppressed by such people for his entire life, never getting his chance to shine.

The thought of a dedicated servant of the people not being valued ignited an unnamed anger in Song Guanchao’s heart.

But fortunately, Liang Jianfeng had met him.

"You order, Secretary Song; I don’t know your preferences," said Liang Jianfeng, handing him the menu.

Song Guanchao didn’t hesitate, ordering several homestyle dishes, "Will you drink, Director Liang?"

"No alcohol."

"Then we’ll have soft drinks."

After passing the menu to the waiter, Song Guanchao got straight to the point, "Xiao Chenggong was my squad leader, he briefly explained the case to me."

Liang Jianfeng asked, "What does Secretary Song need?"

"I need to see the case files."

"No problem."

Use those whom you trust, and trust those you use; having decided to seek Song Guanchao’s help, he was naturally willing to cooperate fully.

Song Guanchao added, "Additionally, this matter should not be disclosed to Director Qin."

A thoughtful expression flickered through Liang Jianfeng’s eyes, and he nodded, "No problem."

After the food arrived, the two ate while continuing their conversation.

Liang Jianfeng described the specifics of the case succinctly and in detail.

He didn’t leave out any of the details.

After having their fill and a thorough discussion, it was almost time to depart.

"I’ll leave first; Director Liang, you leave a bit later."

Recently someone had been following him; it was still better to be cautious.

"Okay."

Liang Jianfeng didn’t understand why he needed to be so careful, but he didn’t ask.

"I’ll send the case files to you later."

"Thank you."

After leaving the restaurant, Song Guanchao took a taxi home.

On the way, he received the case files Liang Jianfeng had sent him.

Once home, he sat on the couch and carefully reviewed the files.

The case was quite straightforward, not complicated at all.

In Zhujiang District, at the crossroads police station, a police officer named Zhang Da reported that his issued firearm had gone missing after a week.

That is to say, the gun had been lost for twenty days now.

According to Zhang Da’s statement, he discovered the missing firearm the day after it went missing when he was due on duty.

The day before, when he finished his shift, the pistol had still been on his person.

This indicated that the gun was lost the previous night.

Song Guanchao noticed a detail.

Since his gun was carried concealed, it seemed likely that the gun itself was the target.

Given that the goal was the firearm, the perpetrator must have chosen a moment without surveillance to act.

This was confirmed in the subsequent investigation.

Surveillance footage from all the places Zhang Da visited the previous night was examined, but no useful information was found.

The places he visited included a restaurant and a KTV.

Song Guanchao closed his eyes, his brain working rapidly, considering any potentially useful information.

However, unfortunately, that was all the content of the files, which mostly consisted of ineffective information.

If there had been any key information, someone with Liang Jianfeng’s experience would surely have noticed.

But since he had taken over the case three or four days ago, there still hadn’t been any progress.

However, Song Guanchao wasn’t discouraged.

Since the case files lacked useful information, it was time to change the thinking approach.

It was now certain that their goal was the gun.

The target was clear, their actions were decisive, and they deliberately avoided surveillance.

This indicated that the gun thief was no ordinary person.

Next, why would someone steal a gun?

For ordinary people, such an item had no use; holding it was like a hot potato.

And you wouldn’t dare use it.

Using it would expose you.

That way, the police’s objective became clear.

Upon further reflection, this case became a lot clearer.

The first thing to determine was the thief’s purpose for stealing the gun.

Ordinary people wouldn’t think about stealing such a thing—it was useless and only invited trouble.

The thief’s purpose was so precise, it was obvious they intended to use the gun for something.

But what?

Generally speaking, problems that required a gun to solve were not small ones.

Either it was someone involved in the underworld.

Or someone planning to get involved in the underworld.

Of course, there was a third possibility—committing a crime!

Those from the underworld were unlikely to need it, and even if they did, they wouldn’t think about stealing a police gun.

Those planning to join the underworld might, but the likelihood was slim.

After all, one needed a certain level of intellect to survive in that society.

Stealing a police gun with that kind of intelligence, you could basically say goodbye to making it big and strong.

Committing a crime, that was the most likely.

And crimes needing a gun typically involved kidnapping or robbery.

In most cases, even a fake gun would do.

But this guy insisted on stealing a police gun.

The gun thief was either a madman, or a slick, seasoned criminal, even possibly a notorious gangster.

Whichever it was, it was pretty much certain they were heading towards committing a crime.

But besides weapons, committing a crime also required a vehicle.

If someone was considering a crime, it was obviously for money.

Such a person probably had a frustrating life, lacking funds.

They probably also lacked a car.

What to do without one?

Simple, either rent, buy, or... steal, rob!

A clue suddenly formed in Song Guanchao’s mind.

He grabbed his phone and called Liang Jianfeng’s number.

"Director Liang, I need all the reported incidents that have occurred in Lingjiang over the past half month."

"All of them?"

"Yes, all."

Liang Jianfeng perceptively sensed that he might be onto something and said, "Leave me an email address, I’ll have someone compile the information and send it to you."

"OK."

Song Guanchao sent his email and then called Lu Feng.

"Madman, where are you?"

After arranging a location with Lu Feng, Song Guanchao left to hail a taxi.

Arriving at the bar street, they met outside a bar.

"Squad leader, that Wu Ming you asked me to check on is not a local."

"Anything else?"

"That’s it," Lu Feng shook his head.

Song Guanchao understood internally; since the person could bring that sissy in front of Wu Qiangwei, they obviously needed to use someone clean.

Checking the identity would definitely yield no results.

"No need to keep checking," Song Guanchao said, "Come on, let’s have a few drinks."

They entered a quiet bar with just a girl holding a guitar and singing.

Song Guanchao sipped his beer and asked, "Any news from the underworld recently?"

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