Seeing Jiang An standing stiffly in place as if an Immobilization Spell had been cast on him, Captain Li Jian's heart skipped a beat.
The sharp instinct honed over years of criminal investigation told him that Jiang An must have made a significant discovery.
Li Jian dashed forward, his right hand landing heavily on Jiang An's shoulder, urgently asking, "Brother Jiang An, what new discovery have you made?"
Speaking, his brows furrowed into a knot as he secretly pondered: I've led my team to search this scene carefully twice and found nothing. What could Jiang An uncover by coming here again? As this thought arose, Li Jian felt a wave of frustration, the muscles on his face involuntarily twitching.
Jiang An slowly turned his head, his gaze lingering briefly on Li Jian's face, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes. Then, he abruptly raised his gloved right hand.
"Mr. Li, there's black dust on my glove!"
