Huang Qiangmin made several phone calls, confirmed there were no issues with the case background, and then looked at Yu Wenshu, saying, "You're quite composed, not even anxious about a kidnapping case?"
"Honestly, I'm also waiting for them to make the final confirmation." Yu Wenshu picked a piece of fatty beef jerky, tore a small bit, chewing until his mouth was greasy, and said, "We've cooperated so many times, I know that Jiang Yuan handles cases needing control. You come with over thirty people, claiming to listen to them, but they can't command, right? However, the victim's family isn't professional; if there's an extra technical expert, they'd be grateful, but if they gain control of the case, they'd certainly hesitate more."
"I suppose they want to ask a few more people. Have they decided now?" Huang Qiangmin was not surprised; when it involves family, people find ways even when there aren't any, let alone when there are.
