When it came to the specifics of the case, Jiang Yuan did feel a certain interest.
Jiang Yuan put down the small trowel and said, "Go ahead."
"Great." Shen Yaoguo was already pleased to see that Jiang Yuan hadn't immediately declined or refused.
He subconsciously offered a cigarette to Jiang Yuan, then felt a bit embarrassed as he said, "Old smoker here, I just feel like having a smoke when talking about cases, that..."
"It's fine." Jiang Yuan lit the cigarette for him.
Shen Yaoguo cupped his hands around the flame, took a drag, exhaled, and then slowly said, "This case, speaking of it now, is a bit embarrassing. It's been about 8 years since a warehouse caught fire in the suburbs of the city. After the firefighters put out the fire, they found two bodies."