"So I suggest that the rest of the Central Guards Brigade take a private plane back to Yanjing."
"Something unpredictable might happen on this trip to Qazar. If the target is too big, it might lead to unnecessary trouble."
Lin Yi understood what Song Jinmin meant. Things in Qatar had deviated from their expectations.
It was no longer within controllable bounds, so they couldn't bring everyone around.
"What about us?"
Song Jinmin took out two tickets from behind. "Here they are."
"You've been planning this all along?"
Song Jinmin nodded, "Bringing others is inconvenient. As for the arrangements, you handle it."
"Damn."
Cursing, Lin Yi called Ning Che, telling her to board the plane first and that he would follow shortly.
Ning Che didn't suspect anything, thinking Lin Yi had other preparations to make, so she didn't overthink it and organized the others to board.
