Qin Yuejin didn't want to believe this fact.
He still harbored a sliver of hope, unwilling to admit that his own misjudgment had led to this series of irreversible consequences.
"But the safe that was stolen from me is in Song Guanchao's house. It has a tracker I placed inside, I..."
He suddenly stopped speaking.
After a long silence, Mr. Luo said, "You've guessed it, haven't you?"
Yes, he had guessed it.
The one who stole the safe wasn't Song Guanchao but the secret manipulator behind the scenes driving all these events.
That person had placed the stolen safe in Song Guanchao's house, thereby misleading him.
Qin Yuejin gave a self-deprecating laugh; he suddenly felt like he was a joke.
He had been played like a puppet right from the start, yet remained oblivious.
"I just received news that your wife and son have been found," Mr. Luo said.
Qin Yuejin perked up, "Where are they? How are they? Were they injured?"
