Captain Lu was aloof again today.

Chapter 215 Call
The weather in Tangzhou has been unusually sunny and pleasant these past few days, but for no reason, everyone in the office got goosebumps.

Guan Wenhan, not Guan Wenhan?
Wei Qingsong remained calm and composed: "A person who was inconspicuous during his student days and made a living by doing odd jobs after dropping out of school could never be the mysterious successor of Black Panther. It seems that under the guise of plastic surgery, Guan Wenhan's body has already been replaced with a different soul."

“I finally understand why Zhou Dahu had to die. He had been by Guan Wenhan’s side for so long, he must have known many secrets, including Guan Wenhan’s true identity.”

Therefore, when his deeds were exposed, he had to be silenced.

However, there was still one thing that Wei Qingsong couldn't understand.

If the goal was simply to silence him, the murderer could have easily made his escape after Zhou Dahu's death. Why would he risk firing a second shot at Lu Jingming, a criminal investigator?

Now that the objective has been achieved, there is no need to complicate matters further.

"Then what about the real Guan Wenhan?" Xiao Song was even more confused.

"If someone can use another person's identity to appear in public openly and swagger around for so long, it can only mean that the person whose identity was stolen is no longer alive."

Wei Qingsong's tone was low and eerie, with a hint of chills.

Xiao Song couldn't help but shudder: "So, the real Guan Wenhan may have already been killed by this imposter?"

"We'll have to find her to know the specifics," Wei Qingsong said, not wanting to jump to conclusions too soon.

They lost their names and their original appearance.

What reason could possibly lead her to this point?

Only Guan Wenhan herself can explain it clearly.

Just then, Chen Jin rushed in: "Guan Wenhan's phone is on, and the location shows Sunshine Garden."

That was the last place she appeared on surveillance footage.

As Wei Qingsong had expected, she had indeed not left these past few days.

She turned off all her communication devices, making it impossible for the police to pinpoint her location. To avoid alerting her, they could only set up surveillance near Sunshine Garden and were unable to find her hiding place further.

But now she has deliberately turned on her communication device, exposing her location signal.

Wei Qingsong showed no joy, but rather a solemn expression.

This shows that she has the police's movements under her control; she dares to expose herself to the public eye because she has probably already thought of a countermeasure.

Wei Qingsong quickly connected the dots to the hidden camera that had appeared in her home.

She had been back in Tangzhou for some time now. If the Yan family wanted to monitor her, they wouldn't have used such clumsy methods, nor would they have left any loopholes to be discovered so easily.

Then I thought of that black hair that was under the washcloth box.

The answer is ready to come out.

The person who sneaked into her room could only be "Guan Wenhan".

As for her purpose...

These days, she has been trying to figure out Guan Wenhan's thoughts, and Guan Wenhan has also been hiding in the shadows, observing her every move.

Is she treating her as a rival in this game?
Now that he's shown up, is he trying to settle things with her?
Before anyone could react, Wei Qingsong's phone suddenly rang.

The melodious piano music seemed particularly out of place in the quiet setting.

Wei Qingsong raised an eyebrow and calmly answered the phone.

The voice on the other end of the phone was deep and clear, without revealing any extra emotion.

"Hello, Consultant Wei."

"You should know who I am."

"I guess the police have located my phone now, but if I want to get away, the police alone can't stop me."

Wei Qingsong scoffed and interrupted her: "Bluster. If you were really that confident, you wouldn't have called me."

She completely trusted Lu Jingming's surveillance. Escaping unnoticed was virtually impossible.

The other party is contacting her at this moment simply because they want to use their leverage to negotiate with her.

The other party was silent for a moment, then his voice turned cold: "If I want to hide, it will be a lot of trouble for you to find me."

“I know that you and Officer Lu won’t give up, and I’m also very tired. I don’t want to waste each other’s time anymore.”

"If you want to know the truth, come to the top floor of the Sunshine Building alone. If a third person appears, the evidence you want will never see the light of day."

After he finished speaking, the phone call ended, and a busy tone came through.

Everyone looked at each other, unsure of what was going on.

Guan Wenhan, no, to be precise, this woman who impersonated Guan Wenhan, committed heinous crimes, and manipulated them completely, actually took the initiative to ask to see Wei Qingsong?
Is it a provocation or a conspiracy?

Lu Jingming frowned deeply: "You can't go alone, it's too dangerous."

Wei Qingsong gently shook her head: "She's already given up. If we don't do as she says, she really will destroy the evidence."

Lu Jingming fell silent. His identity and his responsibilities prevented him from making the choice to give up the pursuit of the truth.

But Wei Qingsong's safety is equally important.

Faced with this dilemma, he was truly at a loss.

Wei Qingsong smiled easily: "Over the years, I've learned a lot of self-protection skills, enough to handle this. The information she has is crucial; if it's destroyed, this case really can't be investigated anymore."

"So many of us have worked day and night, tirelessly, just to bring the truth to light."

"Think of the victims who are still waiting for justice, and don't let your emotions control you."

"Lu Jingming, trust me."

Her gaze was firm and clear, and every word she spoke seemed to carry immense weight.

After a long silence, Lu Jingming finally relented: "I believe you."

“But I will bring a team and wait 20 meters away from the Sunshine Building. If you lose contact after 30 minutes, I will bring people up.”

"it is good."

After reaching a consensus, Lu Jingming quickly made arrangements, and everyone else from the Quyang branch, except for Zheng Xun who was catching up on sleep, participated in the operation.

Bai Rushuang rushed to the front and, before getting into the car, didn't forget to turn back and cheer Wei Qingsong on.

Song Zhiyuan still looked listless and exhausted, walking at the very end of the line.

Unable to bear it any longer, Song Guifan gritted his teeth, stepped forward, grabbed the man, and asked with exasperation, "How long are you going to continue down this path?"

Song Zhiyuan slightly raised his eyelids and subtly used the force to shake off his hand: "Officer Song, I don't quite understand what you're saying. I've done everything I was supposed to do."

"The things that should be done?" Song Guifan repeated in a low voice, his eyes instantly reddening.

"How long has it been since you last looked at important case files? How long has it been since you last touched a service weapon and chased down a fugitive? How long has it been since you last meticulously unraveled the mystery to find the truth?"

"Is all you're supposed to do just stay holed up in this small county town and waste your days?!"

"What's it to you? If Officer Song wants to show off, he should go back to the provincial department and stop acting crazy in front of me." Song Zhiyuan said expressionlessly and walked away without looking back.

Song Guifan stared intently at his back, her burning gaze seeming as if she wanted to poke a hole in his back.

"To seek the truth, we are not afraid of death. This is the mission of a criminal police officer. As long as we have a breath left, we will never give up."

"These are your own words, Song Zhiyuan. Have you forgotten them all?"

Song Zhiyuan paused slightly, but did not stop walking. His voice was as calm as the wind, with a hint of vicissitude: "Hmm, I've long forgotten."

Song Guifan stood there, stunned, overwhelmed by a profound sense of loss.

He couldn't understand why that case back then had such a huge impact, making his most trusted and familiar superior, his partner with whom he had entrusted his life and death, and his best friend with whom he could talk about anything, so unfamiliar.