At this moment, Jiang An was staring at the surveillance video, carefully observing every word spoken by Li Chuang.
He was intently watching and listening.
Listening to his tone and manner of expression, watching his facial expressions and body movements, just like observing human characteristics in the American FBI.
Jiang An had handled many cases, but for some reason, he felt that the Li Chuang in front of him was not simple; this person gave off a strong sense of complete disguise.
Imagine a 37-year-old unmarried man; in rural areas, this is quite uncommon. At that age, he would be considered an older youth in the countryside.
Could it be that he has psychological trauma from a girl's death in the past? Or is it that he hasn't met the right person?
At this moment, Jiang An's gaze was fixed on the screen in front of him.
