Though "distant disposal, close concealment" is not a law written in textbooks, it is valuable experience in criminal investigation practice, as if a light shining into everyone's confused heart.
Jiang An paused, walked to the whiteboard, picked up a red marker, and forcefully drew an arc line with his wrist, the tip of the pen making a "rustling" sound against the whiteboard.
"In the morning, Zhang Yean and I went to the intelligence center to retrieve the household registrations around the crime scene."
As he spoke, he quickly wrote on the whiteboard, "After sorting through, we've narrowed it down to 470 adult males at the crime scene."
"And from screening for education level and personal marital status, we found three major suspects."
"Which three?"
Li Jian and Mr. Fu spoke in unison, suddenly standing up from their seats, the chairs making a piercing sound against the floor.
The two looked wide-eyed, mouths slightly open, faces full of disbelief, eyebrows raised high.
