At this moment, the Criminal Investigation Team's office was filled with a suffocating sense of oppression.
The team members sitting around the conference table glanced at each other, exchanging looks of bewilderment, yet no one dared to speak.
Confusion and frustration were etched on everyone's faces.
Just a few hours ago, they were fully convinced that the foot massage parlor owner was the suspect.
However, after several hours of interrogation, the case had not become as clear as they had anticipated.
From the tight logic in the owner's answers to the subtle micro-expressions displayed during questioning, there was not a single flaw to be found.
Her statements were orderly and clear, her emotions steady, leaving no gaps in her responses.
Jiang An leaned back in his chair, fingers unconsciously tapping the tabletop.
Yet his gaze remained fixed on the whiteboard in front of him.
Documenting the entire case's clues and doubts.
