My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1873

Jefferson clearly knew this, but he was angry that his most-trusted subordinate had been suspended without him knowing it.

Not only was it shameful, it would also be considered a dereliction of his duty as a superior.

Seeing that Jefferson had calmed down a little, Harold uttered sincerely, "Now that Quill has been suspended, your responsibility will be even greater now. What do you plan to do next?"

"Quill and his team fell into the trap, so I can't just leave them alone. I will prove them innocent no matter what. That's what I'll do," Jefferson answered.

Harold nodded and reminded, "I understand that you want to help them out, but you mustn't be reckless. You have to find evidence to prove Quill and his team's innocence. Otherwise, the consequences will only be worse. In this age, news spreads quickly and the public doesn't have the ability to distinguish the truth from falsehood. They will follow what the majority says. We are already at a disadvantage at the moment. You must be extra cautious from now on. Don't let anyone have anything on you."

"Do you think I'm as stupid as Quill?" After saying this, Jefferson waved his hand, turned around, and left. He walked to the door and added, "Harold, no matter what happens, make sure that you don't be a drag on me."

Harold was at a loss for words.

What was this lawless brat saying? He also wanted to solve the dismemberment case at that instant if he could.

As Jefferson walked out of the headquarters, he put his hand into his pocket and found a piece of A4 paper he had received not long ago.

The paper had been crumpled into a ball. He straightened the paper slowly and looked at its content. "Mr. Hefner, I'll be giving you public pressure as a gift this time. As for the next gift, I don't know what it will be yet. Perhaps it will have something to do with your beloved one."

Yes, Quill had fallen into the trap that the enemy had dug for him. However, Jefferson was the main target. Quill was just a scapegoat.

Jefferson was never afraid. However, the enemy knew clearly what his weakness was. The last sentence was straight to the point. His only weakness was Adrienne!

He did not have any more time to waste. He had to find out the people hiding in the dark as soon as possible, and he had to ensure the person he cared for the most would not get hurt.

When he returned to Paramount Criminal Police Team, Quill and the suspended officers had taken off their uniforms, but they did not go home. All of them were waiting for Jefferson in his office. When Jefferson arrived, he heard this from another officer.

His original plan was to go to Adrienne's office to check on her. However, the plan had changed. He went straight back to his office. Seeing him, Quill and the others looked at him with remorse in their eyes and apologized, "Captain Hefner, we have failed you. Not only did we fail to catch the murderer, we even jumped straight into his trap."

"Well, it seems like you're not completely an idiot to realize this," Jefferson answered. He knew clearly that they wanted him to comfort them, but he still chose to say merciless words to them. "You guys made such a big mess, and even got suspended, and now I'll have to be the one to clean up the mess."

Quill blamed himself, "I'm the leader of this team and I was the one who made all the decisions. It's my fault for not reporting the new clues immediately to you."

"You guys are a team. If there was a mistake, it's everyone's fault. Everyone will bear it together." Noticing how down everyone was, Jefferson knew that if he continued to condemn them, they would be knocked flat. He comforted them by saying, "Stop looking so depressed. Since you're being suspended, go home and take a good rest. When you come back, I'll definitely make you work overtime."

As soon as they heard Jefferson's words, they understood that he wasn't blaming them. They finally looked much more at ease as they said, "Captain Hefner, we will never leave the team unless you told us to." Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

"Don't flatter me. These things don't work on me." Jefferson waved his hand and ordered, "Go home and get some rest. And Quill, I need you to stay back. I have some questions for you."

After the others had left, Jefferson immediately commented, "I know that this trap was set up for you today. Tell me everything you know."

Quill asked in confusion, "Captain Hefner, how did you know that this was a trap that the killer had set up?"

If he remembered it correctly, he hadn't mentioned Aaron's conversation with him on the rooftop to anyone since the incident. Could it be that Jefferson had a bionic ear?

Jefferson didn't plan to hide anything from Quill too. He handed the letter to Quill and admitted, "I'm not as resourceful as you think but I just received this threat letter."

As soon as Quill read the letter, his previous doubts were finally cleared. He grunted, "Captain Hefner, what type of person could this murderer be? He's so arrogant. He not only dismembered his victims but also dared to threaten you."

"Not a simple person," Jefferson's reply was meaningless because he had no idea who the killer was as well. In his memory, he couldn't remember that he had offended someone so capable. Perhaps it was the drug dealers, but he had no evidence to point out at them. Furthermore, he had no idea how Stephen looked like.

Quill knew that he couldn't get an answer from Jefferson. He took a few seconds to sort out his thoughts. Then he reported in detail, "Today, we found out that Aaron had returned to Chatterton Town on the 15th of August. He came back without providing any identification. When he returned to Chatterton Town, he didn't go home immediately. We don't know where he went during that period of time."

"Okay," Jefferson. He nodded and motioned for Quill to continue.

Quill added, "The moment we discovered the unusualness, we immediately went to look for him. He seemed to know that we would come for him again. When we arrived, he had already influenced the crowd and went onto the rooftop. By the time I got there, he began speaking to me and asked me to tell you that the trap was aimed at you. Lastly, he mentioned that we would never find out if he was the murderer."

"Do you think he's the killer then?" asked Jefferson.

Quill answered, "When I came back, I checked everything about Aaron, including his education and past working experience. All he has done was some hard labor. He had never learned human anatomy and his work has nothing to do with it as well. It's impossible for him to perform such dismemberment."