Song Guanchao roughly knew what was going on.
Some things, when viewed separately, reveal nothing, offer no clues.
But when linked together, they become quite clear.
Chen Guanyun had released Lu Xiaotian a day early.
He did this to disrupt Jiang Yuan's plans.
And to buy himself time to flee.
The same was true for Yang Qingquan and his group receiving the text message and running away.
He intended to use this method to spread out Lingjiang's police force.
Chen Guanyun remained silent; he had taken a fall today.
Truth be told, he had not expected to fall today.
In his view, although his plan was rough, the rougher the plan, the easier it was to execute.
But he never imagined that such a supposedly perfect plan would be forcibly dismantled by Song Guanchao.
"It was me who sent them."
Even as Chen Guanyun lay on the ground, he tried to maintain his last shred of dignity.
"Was it also you who let Lu Xiaotian out?"
"Yes."
"Then tell me, where have they run off to?"
