Official Career Storm-Chapter 1421

After leaving the city bureau, Liang Jiajia took out her car keys. When she got to her car, she noticed Song Guanchao hadn't followed her.

She turned around, puzzled, looking at him.

Song Guanchao pointed to a silver sedan next to them and said, "You got into the wrong car."

"Huh?" Liang Jiajia asked suspiciously, "Did you change your car again?"

"It's not my car."

Song Guanchao opened the door of the car and got in, leaving Liang Jiajia feeling a bit out of sync with his rhythm.

Once inside, instead of starting the car, he began to remove the dashcam.

"What are you doing?"

"Investigating."

Liang Jiajia became even more perplexed, unable to understand his mindset.

Click.

Song Guanchao removed the dashcam, unplugged the power cable, and then got out of the car.

"What are you standing there for? Come down. This isn't my car."

"..." Liang Jiajia couldn't stand his mystique any longer, feeling vexed. "What on earth are you up to?"

"Didn't I tell you? Investigating."

Song Guanchao weighed the dashcam in his hand: "This is Luo Yaowen's car."

"Aren't we trying to find out where Li Xing is being held? There might be some clues in this."

No matter how secretively Luo Yaowen acts, he can't possibly erase all traces.

Besides, he never intended to erase traces in the first place.

Liang Jiajia suddenly realized, but thinking about his deliberate tease, she got irritated and pinched his arm hard: "You just love teasing me."

Song Guanchao chuckled, "Come on, let's scrutinize the video."

The two returned to the city bureau, found a computer, plugged in the memory card, and began viewing.

Half an hour later...

"Found it!"

Liang Jiajia paused the footage, somewhat excited.

The dashcam did indeed record the location where Luo Yaowen was imprisoning Li Xing.

It's an abandoned school on the outskirts of the city.

Liang Jiajia grabbed her phone and was ready to go, but Song Guanchao held her back: "What's the rush? There's still the gold."

They found the person, but the location where Luo Yaowen hid the gold hasn't been discovered yet.

"Oh, right." Liang Jiajia sat back down to continue reviewing the footage with him.

But there were too many videos, and even fast-forwarding would take a while.

Time ticked by.

As they turned their attention, it was already four in the afternoon.

"Pa-ta!"

Song Guanchao tapped the keyboard lightly, pausing the video.

"Why did you pause it?"

"I found the location."

"Huh?" Liang Jiajia stared blankly at the paused screen for several seconds before dumbly repeating, "Found it?"

"Yes, didn't you see it?"

"I..." Liang Jiajia blushed: "No."

Clearly, they were watching the same video, so why did he find it when she saw nothing?

Song Guanchao pointed at the paused frame: "It's right there."

"Isn't this the abandoned school?"

"Yes, it's at this school."

Song Guanchao said, "Pay close attention to the timestamps; he visited here three times before imprisoning Li Xing."

"Why would he come so frequently to an abandoned school?"

The confusion in Liang Jiajia's eyes vanished, replaced by a sudden realization.

She understood!

Luo Yaowen hid the gold here, that's why he kept coming back.

"Let's head over now!"

Liang Jiajia was eager.

"No rush, let's eat first."

Song Guanchao closed the laptop, unplugged the memory card, and walked out.

They had dinner nearby, and Song Guanchao wanted to sit and digest, but seeing Liang Jiajia in haste, he stood up: "Let's go."

The school was about twenty kilometers away; there were many cars on the road, and it took nearly an hour to leave the city.

Once they reached the outskirts, the streetlights disappeared on both sides.

Song Guanchao slowed down the car, driving onto a grass-covered dirt road.

After a dozen minutes, they arrived at the school.

Song Guanchao didn't park but circled the school to ensure no other vehicles were around before driving in.

Song Guanchao opened the trunk and retrieved a telescopic baton.

Liang Jiajia asked curiously, "Why did you bring that?"

Song Guanchao smiled; sometimes this girl was smart, sometimes she didn't think.

Though there were no other vehicles nearby, who knows if besides the imprisoned Li Xing, there's anyone else around?

"Stay close."

Song Guanchao flicked his wrist, and the baton sprung out.

The two entered the school, one on the left and the other on the right.

The school was large, and they didn't know exactly where Li Xing was being held, so they slowed their pace to make as little noise as possible.

This way, if there were sounds from elsewhere, they could hear it.

Under ordinary circumstances, Li Xing should be held on the first floor.

Because the first floor is the easiest to access.

The location was remote, without even a bus, no nearby residences; normal people wouldn't come.

So, there was no need to imprison him on the second or third floor.

After searching a few classrooms, when they approached the next one, Song Guanchao suddenly raised his hand to signal a stop.

Liang Jiajia stopped immediately.

Soon after, they heard sounds coming from the classroom ahead.

The two exchanged glances, realizing Li Xing was inside this classroom.

Song Guanchao didn't enter through the main door; he bypassed it and went to the window.

Under the moonlight, he looked inside and saw a man in a sorry state, bound hand and foot, lying on the cement floor.

He didn't rush to enter but slowly scanned every corner of the classroom to ensure there was only one person inside before kicking the door open.

With a bang, the man on the floor was startled awake, squirming and constantly moving away from the door.

Song Guanchao walked up, took out his phone, and illuminated the man's face.

Goodness, the man's face was full of blood stains, bruised and battered, eyes filled with terror.

Clearly, he had suffered torture and beating, his courage shattered.

Though his face was damaged, his general appearance was still recognizable.

Song Guanchao compared to photos of Li Xing he had seen, confirming it was him.

But the procedure must be followed.

"Name."

Li Xing heard the voice and noticed the visitor wasn't Luo Yaowen.

Moreover, there was a woman beside him.

He stared blankly for a moment, forgetting to respond.

Song Guanchao had to repeat, "What's your name?"

Li Xing stammered, "Li, Li Xing."

Song Guanchao asked, "Who brought you here?"

"Luo Yaowen." Li Xing calmed down gradually, regaining some thinking ability.

He noticed the man questioning him wasn't surprised upon seeing his condition.

And the questioning tonality resembled a policeman.

Realizing this, he became emotionally excited: "Are you police?"

"I'm not, she is." Song Guanchao pointed at Liang Jiajia.

"You finally came!"

Li Xing burst into tears of excitement.

Liang Jiajia squatted down to untie him.

"Stop crying, lie here for a while, and we'll come back to take you out later."

Song Guanchao pulled Liang Jiajia up. Under her puzzled gaze, he led her out of the classroom.