Inside the conference room, Mr. Ma's words fell, and in an instant, a thunderous applause erupted and went on for a long time.
At this moment, the case was still like a tangled mess, hanging over everyone's heads.
However, Jiang An's previous detailed analysis was like a sharp blade, cutting through layers of fog.
Combined with Mr. Ma's far-sighted insights, it was like a strong stimulant injected into the blood of every detective, far more potent than self-secreted adrenaline.
Mr. Ma raised his hand and waved it steadily.
His gaze was like a torch, slowly turning his head towards the three department heads, "Mr. Zhang, as the leader of this supervisory team, give the brothers some encouragement."
Mr. Zhang's face was stern, nodding gently, his expression growing more serious.
His gaze seemed tangible, slowly sweeping across the entire venue.
Finally, it lingered for several seconds on Jiang An's seat.
In that gaze, there seemed to be scrutiny, but more so appreciation.
