"Brother, don't scare me like that!"
Just now, Jiang An's speculation made Wan's heart jolt; he even felt his head go a bit blank.
He practically had a funeral face on, his voice trembling a little, "Bro, c-can we not scare ourselves like this, okay?"
"Don't tell me this is another homicide?"
"The ink on the last case report hasn't even dried yet! Isn't this case-taking frequency a bit too much?"
"Even the commune's donkey wouldn't dare get worked this hard!"
Jiang An didn't answer immediately; his gaze was locked tightly on the stiff corpse in front of him.
He clicked his tongue and only after a long moment did he slowly speak, "Of course I also hope this is just an accident."
He squatted down, his finger hovering as he pointed at the victim's clothes. "But look, there are too many suspicious points."
"With a body found in a dry well, generally we'd first consider three possibilities: suicide, accidental fall, or… homicide with body disposal."
