Jiang An patted his shoulder, "Just joking."
"Isn't this the duty of the criminal police?"
He turned and walked towards the scene investigation, "If everyone was afraid of the cases, then what would be the need for us?"
"Although everyone hopes for peace, as long as there are villains, we must let them know—"
He paused, his tone suddenly turning cold, "Justice is never absent."
At this moment, Zhang Yean led the investigation team into the fire scene first.
Jiang An hesitated for a moment, then turned to Mr. Chen beside him, his gaze carrying a hint of inquiry.
"Mr. Chen, shall we go in and take a look too?"
Mr. Chen instinctively frowned, through the open doorway, he could clearly see the smoke-blackened walls and ceiling inside.
As an experienced station chief, he had preliminarily determined that this was a typical accidental death case.
He had seen many fire scenes of this magnitude, mostly tragedies caused by aging circuits or careless use of fire.
