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Chapter 377: Chapter 227: Please Come with Me Once More! (Part 2)

Li Jian nodded in agreement, ”Makes sense, breaking through on key points might lead to major discoveries.”

His lips curled slightly, revealing a barely noticeable sense of relief for having a team member as professional and sharp as Jiang An.

Saying that, they picked up their tools and turned towards the right bedroom.

Jiang An put on gloves, his fingers nimbly adjusting the fit to ensure flawless operation, then he turned on the high-powered flashlight.

Inside the room was a double bed and two wardrobes, tidily arranged, with no signs of struggle or damage.

Jiang An held up the flashlight, scanning every corner of the bedroom inch by inch.

His eyes were so focused it seemed they could pierce through any darkness, leaving no trace unnoticed.

Wan also clutched a high-powered flashlight, closely following behind.

He took a glance around and whispered, ”This bedroom doesn’t look unusual, where should we look for breakthroughs next?”

Jiang An replied in a deep voice, ”It looks tidy, but we need a detailed examination.”

”According to investigative standards, nothing can be overlooked.”

”However, the footprints and fingerprints on the floor inside are of no value anymore.”

While speaking, he crouched down to check under the bed, his eyes showing professional calmness.

Li Jian sighed lightly and said, ”Yes, this is the victim’s home, it’s normal to find his and his wife’s fingerprints and footprints.”

”Next, we have to focus on looking for fingerprints and footprints of a third person.”

He inserted his hands into his pockets as he paced around the room, his eyes continuously scanning the surroundings, contemplating various possibilities of the case.

Zhang Yean nodded in agreement after hearing this, ”Exactly! If there’s an accomplice, they would definitely leave traces.”

As she spoke, she raised her camera, adjusting the parameters, ready to capture crucial evidence at any time.

Soon, the four of them busied themselves.

Following investigation protocols, they opened closets and drawers, even flipped through the lower sections of the cabinets, their actions cautious yet decisive.

Jiang An focused on inspecting the wooden bed.

In his view, that bed was highly likely the place where the victim last stayed.

Jiang An didn’t believe an adult could face death so calmly.

Although the victim was in the late stage of liver cancer, having worked in forensic medicine for years, he knew how strong the instinctual resistance at the brink of death could be.

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Jiang An followed the sequence from top to bottom, uncovering the bed’s bedding and pillows, each movement gentle and precise.

He didn’t even let a single hair on the pillow slip by.

Even though he was unsure of Wang Jianghe’s hair color or length.

He still carefully extracted every strand from the pillowcase.

At this moment, Li Jian, holding a flashlight, slowly and cautiously opened a drawer.

Suddenly, his gaze fixed on an insurance policy.

On the cover, the personal information clearly showed the insured was Wang Jianghe.

Seeing the captain froze, Wan moved closer, ”Captain, found something important?”

His voice carried a hint of excitement, as if seeing the dawn of solving the case.

Li Jian turned to look at him, handing the insurance policy over, ”This is a life insurance policy bought by the deceased, Wang Jianghe, age 75 at enrollment.”

”If he dies before 75, the insurance company compensates 1 million.”

His tone was flat, but inside, waves of turmoil rose.

A speculation about the motive for murder silently formed in his mind.

”Wow, 1 million! That’s a lot?”

Wan exclaimed out loud upon taking a look.

At that moment, a crucial question flashed rapidly across Li Jian’s mind.

Could this 1 million be the motive for murder?

Then, he opened two other drawers, and another life insurance contract came into view—again, insured was Wang Jianghe.

The beneficiary was unsurprisingly the legal beneficiary.

Li Jian’s heartbeat suddenly sped up, feeling a step closer to the truth.

He had handled numerous insurance-related criminal cases before and knew the legal inheritance inside out.

Li Jian vaguely remembered Mr. Qin mentioning that Wang Jianghe’s hometown had an elderly grandmother.