The Forensic Doctor Better Than a Detective-Chapter 483 - 278: He Never Lacks a Stage for Performance

Chapter 483: Chapter 278: He Never Lacks a Stage for Performance

At the same time, the veins on Li Jian’s neck slightly bulged, and he exchanged a piercing glance with Mr. Fu.

After nodding in agreement, they led over 30 criminal investigation team members to conduct a thorough search along the riverside.

Squatting by the street, Li Jian frowned deeply, biting his pen thoughtfully for a moment.

Then, he swiftly circled and marked on the map with a red-blue pencil, leaving clear and decisive marks on the paper.

Based on the terrain of the scene, he divided the team of 18 into 9 groups.

Scanning each team member with a determined gaze, he spoke firmly: "Two per group, cross-check everything, don’t overlook any clue!"

Having said that, he forcefully patted the shoulder of the nearest team member, giving silent encouragement.

The team members received the meticulously marked maps, fingers unconsciously stroking the edges of the maps.

Whenever they arrived in front of a house, they straightened their backs swiftly, maintaining police decorum, and then gently knocked on the door.

"Hello, sorry to bother you, we’re from the Jiangcheng Police Team."

"There’s something we’d like to ask you about—whether you’ve seen someone around here who is about six-foot-one, sturdy build, looks around 40 years old, and seems to walk with a slight limp."

However, the responses from the investigation group were varied and unpredictable.

Some house owners appeared puzzled, furrowing their brows into a "川" shape, gently shaking their heads like a wave drum;

Some owners impatiently curled their lips, frowned, waved dismissively as if shooing away flies, quickly closing the door with obvious disdain;

There were also enthusiastic ones, whose eyes lit up immediately, grabbing the team member’s arm, chattering away, trying to provide more clues.

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Meanwhile, sweat soaked Jiang An’s bangs, sticking tightly to his skin.

He and Zhang Yean practically burst through the glass doors of the big data management center, their shoulders banging against the doors with a muffled "thump."

Zhang Yean panted heavily, her chest heaving dramatically, a large sweat stain spreading across the back of her shirt, forming a dark, irregular pattern.

She rushed up to the counter, "Ms Li, it’s urgent!"

"We urgently need to query the residential registration information within a 10-kilometer radius of this area."

As she spoke, she roughly wiped her sweat off her face with her hand.

"This matter concerns whether the case can break through; it’s all up to your crucial help!"

Ms Li, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, adjusted her frames, her gaze behind the lenses exuding professionalism and calmness.

Her fingertips flew across the keyboard rapidly, her eyes switching back and forth between the screen and the two, lashes fluttering quickly.

Suddenly, she stopped, her red lips slightly parted: "This range is quite large, which age group are you focusing on?"

Zhang Yean immediately turned to Jiang An, and as they exchanged glances, Jiang An subtly nodded, his Adam’s apple moving slightly.

Zhang Yean understood and quickly said: "Ms Li, we’re investigating people who have lived here in the past 10 to 15 years."

"Alright, just a moment."

Ms Li’s lips curled into a confident smile, her fingers again danced rapidly on the keyboard, and soon, a long list of information appeared on the screen.

"Look, 1200 household registration records are all here."

She leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms, "These are all potential clues, it’s up to you to unravel them."

Jiang An’s gaze was intensely focused, like the brightest star in the night sky.

He squinted slightly, quickly scanning the screen, casting a shadow under his eyelashes, his eyes focused and sharp.

"Ms Li, could you please narrow this down to male individuals?"

As he spoke, his index finger unconsciously tapped lightly on the counter.

"Sure! That’s not complicated!"

Ms Li smiled knowingly, swiftly operating the keyboard. Soon, the filtered result emerged, leaving only 470 entries.

Jiang An’s brow furrowed deeply, forming a "川" shape, as if a scholar encountering a difficult problem.

He reached up to support his chin, thinking for a moment before saying: "Ms Li, could you please arrange these 470 entries into a document?"

"There are many elements here, with personal basic information, home address, occupation, and such. Printed, it might be a thick pile."

As he spoke, he gestured a thickness with his hands and lightly sighed, "Just pick out age, gender, name, residence, and education level, those key pieces of information, thank you very much."

"Ms Li, your meticulous work lays a solid foundation for our subsequent investigation, highly appreciated."

With the information in hand, Jiang An and Zhang Yean hurried back to the criminal investigation team, like wound-up machines, hurriedly.

As soon as they entered the room, Jiang An plunged into the pile of documents, body practically sprawled on the table, brows furrowed, reviewing page by page, eyes wide open, not missing a single word.

Meanwhile, he occasionally recorded something in his notebook, wrist moving briskly.

Staring at the more than 70 pages of paper, Zhang Yean’s eyes widened, exclaiming.

"My goodness, when will this be done?"

"Junior Brother! The volume is so overwhelming! It’s practically searching for a needle in a haystack between the lines."

While speaking, she irritably ruffled her hair, making her previously neat ponytail somewhat messy.

Jiang An looked up, his gaze steady, revealing a determined spirit, his eyes fervently fixed on Zhang Yean: "Senior Sister! Don’t worry, if we carefully sort through this, we can definitely extract the clues."

"The data appears complicated but actually holds the cipher to the truth."

He waved the pen in his hand vigorously as he spoke, "As long as we are patient and meticulous, the culprit will have nowhere to hide."