Following that, Jiang An turned over the underwear placed on the bed sheet.
He checked every part thoroughly, from the straps and edges to the inner side.
"There are no signs of damage!"
"These two pieces of underwear were likely removed by the deceased themselves, not forcibly torn off by someone else."
With that said, Zhang Yean was even more puzzled.
"Could it be that these two women had some peculiar habits?"
Jiang An put away the underwear, folded them together, and placed them into an evidence bag.
"It's hard to say right now, let's continue investigating the scene."
Jiang An then moved again to the bedside table, bending down to pull open the drawer.
"Looks like we've found the source of the sleeping pills!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yean hurriedly leaned over.
"There's also an outpatient medical record next to it."
Jiang An picked it up and examined it carefully.
