Hearing this, a flash of understanding crossed Zhang Yean's eyes, and she couldn't help but lightly slap her forehead.
"So that's it! At the time, I was just buried in writing down key information, always feeling something was off, but never quite catching that subtle change."
"The way you pointed it out, indeed, his reaction at that moment was extremely unnatural."
Jiang An nodded, his tone growing more certain: "Therefore, we absolutely must not be deceived by his outward calm."
"In my opinion, the suspicion of his involvement in the case has not only not been dismissed but has become even more apparent."
"Especially when Wan read out the names of the five victims one by one, although he verbally denied it firmly, there was a momentary flicker and avoidance in his eyes, a subconscious reaction that is difficult to control when lying."
Having said this, Jiang An didn't hesitate any longer. He turned swiftly and walked briskly towards the interrogation room door.
