Ten minutes later, Jiang An, accompanied by Wang Yang and Chen Biao, slowly walked into the forensic laboratory of Chuan City's criminal investigation team.
As soon as he pushed open the laboratory's door, a strong chemical smell rushed in, with a slightly sharp sting.
However.
Jiang An, Wan, and Zhang Yean were soon captivated by the surrounding environment.
Looking around, the entire laboratory was so clean that it could reflect images, even the skirting boards in the corners were spotless.
Various instruments and equipment were neatly arranged, and the space was unexpectedly spacious.
Wan's eyes were full of amazement as he turned to Mr. Wang, his tone filled with genuine admiration.
"Mr. Wang, you must have invested a lot in this laboratory, right?"
"I reckon that with this scale and configuration, it must have exceeded ten million."
Mr. Wang laughed heartily upon hearing this, sounding a bit proud.
"Haha, ten million?"
