The Forensic Doctor Better Than a Detective-Chapter 611 - 341: Boldly Go All Out! (Part 2)

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yean and Wan suddenly had an epiphany, their tense expressions relaxing at once, and they asked in unison, "Really?"

"Yes."

Jiang An replied with a solemn nod, his eyes firm, "Would I lie to you?"

"That’s the best case."

Zhang Yean let out a long sigh of relief, "After all, it’s already a determined case in nature. If it’s reopened, it might upset the leadership back then, that’s something I think you should be careful about."

"Hey, senior brothers and sisters, thanks for your concern."

Jiang An waved his hand, displaying a relaxed smile.

"I don’t think there’s a problem."

"Let’s go and discuss where we should start investigating."

With that, he was about to walk toward the office.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yean straightened up and said, "You’re the deputy leader of the task force. Wherever you say to go, we’ll follow without any hesitation."

Wan, beside them, nodded repeatedly in agreement.

"Haha, well then."

Jiang An stopped, rubbed his chin, and thought for a moment, "I think we still have to find a few people who had dinner together back then and carefully ask what exactly happened that night."

"To see if anything unusual happened during the meal."

Half an hour later, they drove to the home of one of the people mentioned in the case records who had dinner together, Li Chuang.

It was an ordinary two-story building, with a few rose bushes planted in the yard.

At the entrance, Jiang An flashed his police badge and said in a calm tone, "Hello, we’re from the city’s criminal investigation team, and we want to learn about what happened three years ago when your good friend drowned in the river."

Hearing this, Li Chuang’s originally warm smile suddenly froze, his gaze darkening.

"Hey, wasn’t this matter already concluded back then? Why investigate it again now?"

Jiang An maintained a steady tone, "Our law enforcement’s investigation requires further verification of some details, and the specific content cannot be disclosed for now."

Upon hearing this reply, Li Chuang contemplated and nodded, "I understand, come in, please."

The three of them entered the yard and seated themselves on stone stools under the grape arbor.

"Tell us about what happened back then?"

Li Chuang poured each of them a cup of tea and reminisced, "Three years ago...time has flown, but those events seem just like yesterday."

"He and I were classmates in primary school, friends who grew up together."

"That night, a few of us old classmates arranged a small gathering, eating at the ’Drunken Immortal Tower’ and having some wine to catch up."

At this point, his voice choked up slightly, "His alcohol tolerance was always good, drinking half a kilo wouldn’t slur his speech."

"The atmosphere was great that night. Everyone was chatting and laughing, and by around nine o’clock, we all headed home."

Jiang An pulled out a notebook from his pocket, recording carefully, and inquired, "Exactly how much did you drink that night?"

Li Chuang sipped his tea and recalled, "That night, we didn’t drink much. Nine people shared three bottles of baijiu along with some beer."

"He probably drank more, roughly seven to eight taels of baijiu and two bottles of beer."

"Oh, was he drunk then?"

"That amount is nothing to him anyway."

Li Chuang shook his head confidently, "When the gathering ended, he was still riding his motorcycle himself. A friend even said to him, ’Don’t ride your motorcycle after drinking,’"

"but he waved them off with a laugh, ’No problem, that little drink is just a rinse.’

"His speech and his motorcycling actions were quite normal."

At this point, Li Chuang sighed, "Sigh, who knew he would be found in the river the next day..."

Upon hearing this, Jiang An quickly jotted down "normal post-drinking state" in his notebook.

Then, he looked up and asked, "What was your reaction to him suddenly appearing in the river?"

Li Chuang glanced at Jiang An, a trace of pain in his eyes.

"Shocked, completely unbelievable."

"He was a good buddy, a righteous person, a friend from childhood suddenly gone like that..."

"He had a child and a wife at home...good thing his wife never abandoned him, otherwise the child would be too pitiful."

Jiang An noticed that Li Chuang’s fingers involuntarily twisted together as he spoke and continued to ask, "Were all the people drinking that night acquaintances? Any unfamiliar faces?"

"Hmm..."

Li Chuang thought for a moment, "There was a junior high school classmate of mine, named Wang Qiang, a carpenter, who was first time joining our drinking party."

"The rest were old friends, often drinking together."

"Who sent him off that night?" Jiang An pressed further.

"When we left, we all walked to the entrance together. No one particularly saw anyone off."

After Li Chuang finished answering, he suddenly asked, "Why are you reopening this case? Did you find something new?"

Jiang An dodged the question, "How did you get home back then?"

"I lived close to the restaurant, so I walked home."

"Before leaving, I settled the bill and even made sure to send everyone to the door."

"I watched him ride off on his motorcycle."

Then, Jiang An suddenly changed the topic, adopting a more formal tone, "While you were having dinner, did you engage in any entertainment activities? Any post-meal leisure activities?"

"Entertainment? Which part do you mean?"

The other party asked back with slight confusion, "Are you referring to card games or other activities like wellness?"