11:30 p.m.
Li Jian and Wan finished their first interrogation of Song Can.
Standing outside the interrogation room, Wan said, "This interrogation didn't make any significant progress and only made things more confusing."
Li Jian stood in the hallway, smoking quietly for a moment.
"Although the two are accusing each other, it's not entirely a bad thing."
"At the very least, the clues in front of us are abundant now."
Then, he asked, "Have Jiang An and Zhang Yean gone back?"
Wan replied, "I just heard they're at the forensic laboratory."
"Let's go! Let's see if they have any clues there."
Five minutes later, the two of them reached the second floor of the criminal investigation unit.
Only the forensic lab's door was open.
As soon as they reached the door, Li Jian said, "Still busy?"
"Mr. Li!"
"Mr. Li!"
Jiang An and Zhang Yean stood up and greeted him.
"We're looking at today's autopsy photos."
Wan walked over and saw a photo of a man's lower body on the table.
