The night was as dark as ink, and the streetlights cast mottled shadows on the curtains.
Jiang An lay on his back on the bed, his hands crossed behind his head.
Although his eyes were closed, his mind was unusually clear.
Tomorrow's recording of "Today's Law" hovered over him like a heavy stone, making it hard to sleep.
He turned over, burying his face in the pillow, but still couldn't dispel the chaotic thoughts in his mind.
Regarding the publicity of such criminal cases, he knew he had to be extremely cautious.
On one hand, as the representative of the criminal investigation team, he needed to fully demonstrate the capabilities and professionalism of the public security organs.
On the other hand, he must avoid overly disclosing case details to prevent giving criminals an opportunity.
How exactly should this balance be achieved?
"Speak too shallow, and it seems unprofessional, speak too deep, and it might leak secrets..."
