The crowd around them grew larger, the tanker truck driver also surrounded by pedestrians.

Some people called the police and ambulance, chattering nonstop.

Others ran over to ask about Song Guanchao's condition.

The police arrived quickly, controlled the driver, and took him away.

Traffic police then arrived to start directing traffic.

It wasn't long before the ambulance also arrived.

Song Guanchao was taken to the hospital, examined, and was fine.

After handling the wound, just as Song Guanchao was about to leave, Wen Ru suddenly appeared at the hospital.

"Why are you here?"

Wen Ru didn't answer but looked at the bandage trembling on his head, "Is it serious?"

"Just a small scratch on the head, nothing major."

"Was it that undercover agent?"

"Yes."

"You should talk to Mr. Liang."

"Talk about what?"

Song Guanchao shook his head.

"They've already tried to kill you, and you still want to protect her?"

"It's not about protecting her..."

Song Guanchao was also in a dilemma now, unsure how to handle this situation.

Tan Xiang and Chu Qing were undercover agents, even though they had lost their initial intentions, their undercover identities couldn't be changed.

If blame was to be assigned, it was because Lin Bin sent them undercover, leading them to their current predicament.

On one side was a police officer earning a few thousand yuan a month, on the other were tens of millions or even billions in funds.

It's easy to go from frugal to extravagant; going back is hard.

Faced with such temptation, few could resist.

So, Song Guanchao wasn't surprised by Tan Xiang's choice.

But their attempt on his life had to be resolved.

And resolved quickly.

Otherwise, they'd continue making moves.

"Get in the car."

Wen Ru unlocked the car door and got into the driver's seat.

Halfway through the drive, Song Guanchao suddenly noticed it wasn't the direction of the party school.

"Where are you taking me?"

"To the municipal bureau."

"What for?"

"To have a word with Mr. Liang."

"Stop the car!"

Song Guanchao's face darkened.

Wen Ru didn't stop: "You tell Mr. Liang that the undercover agent arranged to meet you at noon, but didn't show. Then the accident happened."

Song Guanchao thought for a moment and understood what she wanted to do.

"You want me to help clear suspicion from you?"

"Yes." Wen Ru nodded, then took out a phone and tossed it to him: "As a return, here's this video."

Song Guanchao opened the video.

It was the conversation between him and Tan Xiang in the private room.

He looked at her sharply: "You installed surveillance in the room?"

Wen Ru said, "Don't be angry just yet."

"I did this just to give you an added layer of protection."

"You can't expect a few words to convince them; that's not realistic."

"Send this video to her, let her know you have something on her, only then do you have the right to negotiate."

Song Guanchao knew she was right, but her covert surveillance made him very uncomfortable.

The rest of the drive, they remained silent.

At the municipal bureau, when Liang Jianfeng saw Song Guanchao with a bandaged head, he was stunned.

"What happened to you?"

"I went to meet an undercover agent at noon."

"Undercover agent?"

Liang Jianfeng was startled, then glanced at Wen Ru who came in with him: "Who's the undercover agent?"

"I don't know."

Song Guanchao said, "The undercover agent arranged to meet me but didn't show."

"After I left, I got into a car accident."

He pointed to his head: "Lucky to be alive."

Liang Jianfeng asked, "Does Political Commissioner Wen know about this?"

"Yes."

Liang Jianfeng nodded, "If the undercover agent contacts you again, let me know."

Song Guanchao said, "I planned to tell you, but I happened to be with Political Commissioner Wen, so I brought her along."

"You were with Political Commissioner Wen?"

"Yes, she wanted my opinion on last Friday's fire."

Song Guanchao had already prepared this explanation.

After all, normally, he and Wen Ru shouldn't be interacting.

Indeed, after this explanation, Liang Jianfeng had no doubts.

Liang Jianfeng frowned, "It seems the undercover agent's intention was to get rid of you. What have you been up to lately?"

"Nothing."

Song Guanchao sighed, "After the music festival accident, I've stayed at the party school, didn't go anywhere. Who knows why this undercover agent suddenly targeted me."

Liang Jianfeng said, "Alright, you can go back. If the undercover agent contacts you, inform me immediately."

"Okay."

Song Guanchao left, while Wen Ru stayed behind, seemingly to discuss something with Liang Jianfeng.

With his car wrecked, getting around wasn't easy for Song Guanchao.

He hailed a taxi, and on the way to the party school, he suddenly remembered something.

He had forgotten to remind Liang Jianfeng not to tell Wu Qiangwei about this matter.

"Forget it, let him say it if he wants."

Back at the party school, he didn't delay, immediately dialing Tan Xiang's number.

He needed to talk to Tan Xiang again quickly, who knew what crazy action she might take.

But when he called, he found she had blocked him.

"Damn it, this woman..."

Song Guanchao gritted his teeth in anger.

He found Shen Qing's number; fortunately, her phone could be called.

However, after just two rings, it got cut off.

Afraid she might block him too, Song Guanchao immediately sent a message: "Answer, or I'll contact the municipal bureau."

After waiting two minutes, he called again.

This time, Shen Qing picked up but said nothing.

"Let Tan Xiang answer."

After a few seconds of silence, Tan Xiang's voice came on: "Speak."

"I recorded our conversation from noon."

Tan Xiang was silent for a few seconds, then chuckled lightly: "Do you think I'll believe that?"

Song Guanchao retorted, "You can bet on it."

Tan Xiang asked, "What do you want?"

"Meet and talk, I'll wait for you at the party school gate."

He hung up and approached Teacher Yu for leave.

Teacher Yu, upon learning he was in an accident, easily granted the leave.

Half an hour later, Tan Xiang arrived.

Song Guanchao opened the car door and got in.

Shen Qing was driving, with him and Tan Xiang in the back seat.

As soon as he got in, Song Guanchao opened the video and tossed it over.

After watching, Tan Xiang's eyes narrowed: "How much do you want?"

Song Guanchao, disappointed, looked at her: "Not even pretending anymore, huh."

"From the start, you approached me just to find the undercover agent hidden in the police bureau, right?"

Tan Xiang was extremely calm: "Every man for himself, or heaven and hell will destroy you."

Song Guanchao said, "You hid well, even deceiving Lin Bin."

"Don't mention him!" Tan Xiang huffed heavily, seemingly holding contempt for the deceased criminal police captain.

"Do you think Shen Qing and I wanted to be undercover agents?"

"If Lin Bin hadn't threatened us with the job positions, we would never have done it!"

"He got lucky, developing a terminal illness. Otherwise, I'd have killed him myself!"

Song Guanchao said, "I don't care about your grudges."

He waved his phone: "If you don't want the video to end up at the municipal bureau, from now on, you're my informant on the streets. Report anything from the streets to me!"

"Your informant?"

Tan Xiang's eyes were mocking: "You think you're worthy?"

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