Dinner time.
In the office of Jiang Yuan's Cold Case Squad, smoke curled in the air, and only a few crabapple flowers bloomed recklessly, exuding a somewhat cheap fragrance.
Everyone was silently flipping through case files.
The files had been delivered that afternoon, and since then, no one had entered or left the office.
The core of cracking cold cases lay in examining the case files. If one couldn't understand the files, there was no talking about solving cold cases. Take the current case for example: no crime scene, no eyewitnesses, the bodies were all decomposed, and the identity of the second victim couldn't even be found, let alone the rest of the body beyond the arms...
It was indeed tough for Luyang City's Criminal Police team, and no blame could be placed on them.
