At this moment, in the office of the deputy captain of the criminal investigation team.
Jiang An, Zhang Yean, and Wan sat side by side on the black leather sofa.
The only sound in the room was the faint rustle of papers being turned.
The notebook in front of Jiang An was densely filled with key information.
The yellowed case file papers in their hands were so fragile they were almost transparent, and each page turn emitted a soft "shhh" sound.
These archives, not fully digitized due to their age, were not only valuable historical materials for criminal investigations but also the key to uncovering sealed mysteries.
At this moment, the intense focus of the three made the air in the office seem frozen.
Jiang An's calm and focused demeanor influenced his companions, as Zhang Yean unconsciously bit her lower lip, and Wan was wholly absorbed.
The electronic clock on the wall ticked silently.
From 9:50 to 11:50, two hours passed quietly in silence.
