Jiang Yuan, Mu Zhiyang, and Liu Jinghui, among others, walked out of Ma Zhongli's house under the scorching sun.
They had arrived in the afternoon, had dinner, then went to see the body, and now, almost into the next afternoon, they had essentially worked a full shift.
Everyone was a bit tired but still fairly spirited.
By the car, Mu Zhiyang asked, "Where to next?"
"The investigation should be considered complete," Jiang Yuan looked towards Liu Jinghui. As a senior police chief from the provincial department, he deserved certain respects.
Liu Jinghui pondered for a moment and said, "I also think we have enough leads now. It's not like the suspect will jump out at us all of a sudden; next, it's a matter of filtering and searching. Shall we go to the Chiyong City Bureau to meet some people and discuss the situation?"
"Then let the others rest," Jiang Yuan had brought a team out for the convenience of the investigation, which was no longer necessary.