Zhang Kun stared at the overly youthful face in front of him, and the words "Jiang" that were at the tip of his tongue were swallowed back forcefully.
He hurriedly held Jiang An's hand, his voice changing pitch, "Hello, Mr. Jiang! I'm really sorry, I... I really didn't recognize your importance, and just now didn't realize at first..."
"Mr. Zhang, you're too kind."
Jiang An gently interrupted, "I've only been transferred to the Criminal Investigation Team for a month, and it's been less than a week since I became the deputy captain. It's perfectly normal for you not to know me."
"In just a month..."
Zhang Kun's eyes widened, and he swallowed back the words that were at the tip of his tongue again. He discreetly stepped back half a step and exchanged an incredulous glance with Li Biao.
As he took another look at Jiang An, his gaze became more scrutinizing.
This young man dressed plainly, with a tall and straight build, bearing an air of maturity beyond his age.
