"Since you've called already, let's call a bit more." Jiang Yuan, hearing Song Beishou actively mention the Changqiang Soldiers Brigade, checked the amount of evidence sent over first, saying, "The fingerprints you've swept from this crowded room, I'm looking at them now, there are more than a dozen people, and there are more fingerprints to follow, I assume. That suggests there are still others."
"Understood, I'll go directly to their brigade commander. Now is indeed the time we need support," Song Beishou had already begun to adjust his mental state, quickly moving into the mindset of higher-level management.
The manpower of the Changqiang Soldiers Brigade is indeed quite ample, operating under the premise—if you dare to request, they dare to come. But if reinforcements are requested unnecessarily time after time, it would be rather embarrassing.
