A prison disaster...
Xiang Dong's eyelid twitched fiercely. If it weren't for the presence of several leaders here, he would've slapped him already.
He sneered, "Secretary Song, you'd better worry about yourself!"
"Heh heh."
Song Guanchao smiled slightly, not wasting words with him.
He stepped out of the corridor, heading towards the hall.
Suddenly, a policeman jogged up.
"Director Qin, there's been a development in the case!"
Everyone stopped in their tracks.
Song Guanchao also glanced over with curiosity.
Was there progress so soon?
The young policeman handed over some documents and said, "This is the content of the text messages on Song Guanchao's phone."
"We found that this text message was sent at 8:43 pm last night."
"According to Song Guanchao's statement and call records, the last call between Song Guanchao and Director Yang was at 8:40 pm."
