Evening.

Song Guanchao was having dinner in the cafeteria. Upon returning to his dormitory, he suddenly received a phone call from an unfamiliar number.

"Who is it?"

"You're investigating me."

The voice belonged to a man.

His words made Song Guanchao pause for a moment.

Is this person... the undercover?

"You called the wrong number."

Song Guanchao didn't follow the man's lead.

"Jufu Restaurant, Box No.1. Let's meet and talk."

The caller ignored his response, finished speaking, and hung up.

Song Guanchao contemplated while holding his phone.

The person hadn't admitted to being an undercover agent. Even if they met, it was unlikely he would admit it.

However, Song Guanchao didn't believe that he would actually come.

Even if he went, he'd likely only meet the man's representative.

As for what the man wanted to discuss, it was easy to guess.

He probably wanted to use money or some other benefit to make him stop investigating.

After thinking for a moment, he decided to go and meet him.

But before he went, he needed to make preparations.

One can never be too careful.

He always felt that this undercover agent wouldn't dare confront him, but as Zeng Li said, it's better to be safe than sorry.

Nothing is impossible.

If the man truly had murderous intentions, then tonight would be an ambush.

"Mr. Liang, I just received a call..."

Song Guanchao briefly explained.

Liang Jianfeng asked, "Do you have a voice recorder on you?"

"No."

"I'll have someone bring it to you."

"They'll probably search me. I might not be able to get it in."

"Prepare first, deal with getting it in later."

"Then give me a gun too."

Liang Jianfeng thought for a few seconds and said, "Alright."

Song Guanchao was slightly surprised. He mentioned it casually without expecting it to happen.

Twenty minutes later, he drove to a location.

Liang Jianfeng also came with people, and Song Guanchao took a look: three ordinary sedans.

Just as he got out of his car, the door of one sedan opened, and Liang Jianfeng stepped out.

"The magazine is full. If you sense danger, shoot immediately, don't worry about the consequences."

Song Guanchao took the handgun, ejected the magazine to inspect it, confirmed everything was fine, and tucked the gun at his waist.

He glanced at the three cars: "Are these Mr. Liang's people?"

"Detectives."

Song Guanchao wasn't surprised. Liang Jianfeng had been in the Provincial City for several months and had strong personal charisma.

Though there were many corrupt officials in the Police Department, there were also many like Liang Jianfeng.

People like this enjoyed working under a leader like Liang Jianfeng.

Organizing a trustworthy team in a short time wasn't a difficult task for him.

"We'll stay just outside the restaurant. If anything happens, we'll come in immediately."

"Okay."

Having prepared everything, Song Guanchao felt confident.

At this moment.

At Jufu Restaurant, inside the private room, Lei Chengping had arrived early.

Delicate cold dishes were arranged along the edge of the lazy Susan.

"Creak~"

The door to the private room was pushed open, and as Chen Peng walked in, he saw Lei Chengping in the main seat.

Surprised to see him, Chen Peng was taken aback.

"Director Chen, please sit."

Lei Chengping greeted warmly and signaled to the waiter: "Pour the wine."

Chen Peng sat down, maintaining a calm expression, hiding his surprise and doubts from Lei Chengping.

After pouring the drinks, the waiter was sent out by Lei Chengping.

"Come, Director Chen, I toast to you." Lei Chengping lifted his glass.

Chen Peng picked up his glass, clinked it against Lei's without expression, and downed the drink in one go.

"Straightforward as always, Director Chen."

Lei Chengping laughed heartily and drank his glass down too.

He didn't mention the purpose of inviting Chen Peng but kept drinking.

Soon, Chen Peng started feeling impatient: "Mr. Lei, let's discuss business."

"Business? Oh right, we should talk about business."

Lei Chengping put down his glass, slowly rose, and said, "I'll use the restroom, then we'll talk in-depth."

He went to the washroom, closed the door, and immediately made a phone call in a subdued voice: "Is the boy here?"

Wen Ru said, "He's in the parking lot, proceed as planned."

...

Across from Jufu Restaurant was a stylish coffee shop.

At this moment, on the second floor, Wen Ru sat on a scenic terrace.

Holding her phone, she saw Song Guanchao's car park in the opposite restaurant's lot.

Song Guanchao got out of his car and walked directly into the restaurant.

Inside the room.

Lei Chengping returned from the washroom, picked up his cigarette, tossed one to Chen Peng, and lit another for himself.

Chen Peng knew he was about to discuss business.

"Hoo~"

Lei Chengping exhaled smoke slowly, took out a USB drive, and waved it in his hand: "Director Chen, what you wanted is all here."

Chen Peng's pupils constricted, his voice deepened: "What do you want?"

Lei Chengping chuckled, before speaking, a knock on the door was heard suddenly.

Then, the waiter opened the door, and a man Lei Chengping found familiar but couldn't place walked inside.

Song Guanchao glanced around, his gaze hardened upon seeing Chen Peng.

He had prepared to not meet Wen Ru, but didn't expect to see Chen Peng here!

Is Chen Peng the undercover?

Who is the person sitting opposite Chen Peng?

"Sit," Lei Chengping gestured.

Song Guanchao pulled out a chair and sat down.

The situation was unclear. He stayed silent.

Lei Chengping extinguished his cigarette and lit another.

Then, he did something unexpected.

He threw the USB drive to Song Guanchao.

Song Guanchao was puzzled looking at the USB drive.

Before he could ask, Chen Peng's voice, filled with anger, rang out: "Mr. Lei, what do you mean!"

"What do I mean?"

Lei Chengping sneered: "You don't want the opportunity when given, then let it go."

"Do you really think my life won't go on without you?"

"I'll speak openly today, we're now tied together. If you want out now, you're too late!"

"Either stick together until the end, or the secrets in this USB get exposed."

"Once they're out, it's you who'll suffer, not me."

"Don't say I didn't give you a chance; think carefully about your choice."

Chen Peng was momentarily bewildered, unable to understand Lei Chengping's words.

Song Guanchao squinted.

It seemed these two were having a conflict.

But why discuss it in front of him?

What was Mr. Lei planning?

Just as he intended to ask and find out, Chen Peng's phone rang suddenly.

The ring interrupted both Song Guanchao's and Chen Peng's train of thought.

He sensed something unusual about tonight's meeting but couldn't pinpoint it.

Feeling puzzled, he pulled out his phone; his wife was calling.

"I'll just take a call." He wanted to use the call to straighten out his thoughts.

"Hello..."

"Chen Peng, shoot!"

An unfamiliar voice sounded on the other side.

Chen Peng froze. Who was this?

Why did they have his wife's phone?

"Shoot!" the voice urged again.

Chen Peng was stunned.

He's asking me to shoot?

Shoot whom?

At whom?

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