At this moment, Captain Wang Yang is leading the detective squad to the foot of the mountain where the body was discovered.
Inside the car, he sat in the front passenger seat, tightly gripping a local map that had already become creased, occasionally making marks on it with a red pen.
Driving the car, Zhou firmly held the steering wheel with both hands, his eyes occasionally glancing at the steep cliffs outside the window.
After negotiating a sharp turn, he finally couldn't help but ask, "Captain Wang, do you think the solution proposed by Captain Jiang is really reliable?"
Wang Yang didn't even look up, his fingers still sliding across the map.
"I think it's not just reliable; it's simply a stroke of genius."
His tone held rare admiration, "As soon as Captain Jiang came to Chuan City to assist, he pinpointed the location of the victim's head."
"What's even more remarkable is his analysis of the characteristics of the body, every detail pointing to critical clues."
