After a short while, a series of cries rose from outside.
"Secretary Song, you can't go up!"
"Secretary Song, come back!"
Song Guanchao said, "Everyone go back!"
Ignoring the crowd's dissuasion, he walked toward the armored car.
Inside the van, Liang Jiajia pressed her lips tightly, her gaze slightly unsteady.
Why was he coming up?
Was he out of his mind?
This was the police's job, as a secretary, what business did he have here?
Liang Jiajia truly wanted to rush out and tell him to get back.
Zhou Qian was surprised.
Secretary Song?
The City Secretary's Song Guanchao?
He was actually willing to swap places with a hostage?
Her impression of Song Guanchao wasn't good.
Because it was rumored in official circles that he had sent the former secretary of Secretary Wu to prison in order to climb the ladder.
Zhou Qian wasn't aware of the details, but she also vaguely disfavored Song Guanchao.
But now, he was actually willing to replace a hostage.
