My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1802

Quill personally led his men to investigate the scene but they could not find any clues. He was feeling anxious again.

He had been swamped with work for the past two days, then such a big case popped up suddenly. If it went on like this, he would not be able to continue holding his position as sergeant of the Paramount Criminal Police Team.

He was so angry that he growled, "D*mn it!"

When one of the team members heard him curse, he tilted his head and asked, "Boss, does this case remind you of anything?"

"What are you talking about? Hurry up and find some clues." As the head of the team, Quill had the opportunity to come into contact with cases that other teams had handled before. Of course, he was familiar with the case in front of them.

Two years ago, there was a huge case at a farm in the western suburb. But, there were only a handful of people who knew its details; one of them was him.

It was also a dismembered corpse case!

The flesh from the corpses was arranged around the house, forming the word 'kill'.

The two were so similar that Quill believed that the current case must have something to do with the case in the western suburbs two years ago, but he didn't dare to speak irresponsibly.

The Western Suburb Criminal Police Team had just closed their case. The Liley Park victim was determined to be the killer from two years ago that committed the murder at that farm. This case had just been closed two days ago, yet such a case has emerged at the moment.

He wondered if the murderer was laughing at the incompetence of the Chatterton Town police.

Furthermore, what did the word 'kill' mean?

Did it mean that the murderer wanted to continue killing or was it something else?

Quill couldn't figure it out.

Then, what about Adrienne?

What was she thinking about at this moment?

He turned his gaze to search for Adrienne in the crowd. After looking for a while, he finally found Adrienne in a corner. She was dressed in her white work clothes.

She looked more delicate than usual as if a gust of wind would be enough to topple her over. However, she did not let it affect her work. She carefully put the pieces of the bodies into a bag, her face like an expressionless robot.

This scene inexplicably made Quill's scalp tingle again.

He had been a policeman for many years, hence he had seen more crime scenes than Adrienne. Earlier, when he rushed to the scene and saw the flesh pieces all over the floor, he got goosebumps. Adrienne was young, but her calmness was chilling.

"Sergeant Scott, we've finished searching the scene but we still haven't found anything," a member of the team came up to report. Quill withdrew his gaze, pushed his discomfort to the back of his mind, and ordered, "Secure the scene and get some men to guard the area. The rest can help Dr. Jacob and Dr. Carter carry the corpses back."

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Quill walked up to Zelson and Adrienne. "Zelson, Adrienne, have you guys found anything?"

Zelson stopped his work and looked at Adrienne with his head aslant. Adrienne understood what he meant and told Quill, "The scene is very clean and the bodies are destroyed. We can't even determine the approximate time of death for the two bodies right now. We'll have to take the bodies back to complete the autopsy."

"Okay." Quill nodded. "Adrienne..."

He still wanted to say something, but Adrienne buried herself in work again. Quill felt that he had been neglected again as a leader, but this wasn't the first time it had happened. Therefore, he was used to it by this time.

He cleared his throat as if nothing had happened. "Okay, carry on then."

Before leaving, Quill pulled Zelson aside and told him, "Zelson, you have to bear more responsibility for today's case."

Zelson looked at Quill coldly and answered, "This is my duty. You don't need to remind me, Sergeant Scott. I will do my best."

It was not that Quill wanted Zelson to take up full responsibility for the job. Quill felt like he had been disrespected again, and he felt a little embarrassed as a leader. He pretended to cough twice and lowered his voice again. "I'm talking about Adrienne... Two years ago, the blow and impact of her parents' case on her were quite serious. Please don't get fooled by her act of nonchalance. I'm afraid she's on the verge of collapse."

"Sergeant Scott, as the captain of the Paramount Criminal Police Team, you should be more concerned about the murder cases in your hands." Zelson looked flatly at Quill. Even his voice was a little indifferent. "Adrienne is my student. I will naturally care about her. You don't have to worry."

"I..." Quill was at a loss for words.

He was also concerned about his colleague. Why did Zelson guard against him in such a way?

Who did he provoke? Quill couldn't figure it out.

Recently, everything bad that happened all fell onto his shoulders.

When the police retreated, the surrounding onlookers also dispersed, but there was still one more person who stayed behind. He stared at the crime scene, smoking one cigarette after another.

Quill saw Jefferson as soon as he came out. When he was about to greet him, he saw Jefferson throw his cigarette butt away. Jefferson proceeded to take big strides toward Adrienne, who had just come out. "Little Specky, are you all right?"

"I'm fine." Adrienne was a little surprised to see that Jefferson was still around, but after some thought, she didn't find it that odd anymore. Although she did ask him to go back, he hadn't agreed.

"Are you sure?" He was still worried about her, so he grabbed her hand anxiously.

"I'm really fine." Adrienne took her hand back and added expressionlessly, "I may have to work all night tonight. You should go back first. Don't wait for me."

"Knowing that you're busy here, I can't sleep when I go back. I'll go with you to the Paramount Criminal Police Team." If it were an ordinary case, Jefferson would head back home. But this case was special, he could not leave Adrienne alone.

"Jefferson, I'm working, not playing. Please don't come and make trouble, okay?" Adrienne also had her own insistence. When she was working, she did not like Jefferson to interfere.

Jefferson was so crossed that he clenched his fists. "Am I causing trouble?"

He was worried about her!

Quill was the best at reading people's expressions. Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, he immediately stepped forward and chimed in, "Mr. Hefner, thanks to your help, we were able to solve the previous murder case quite quickly. If you're free, why don't you come over to our detachment for some tea?"

He had invited Jefferson to drink tea, but his actual intentions were clear. Jefferson couldn't help but take a second look at Quill. Quill was pretty alert after all. "You'd better spend more time on solving cases. That way, you'll become more adept at it as well."

"Yes, yes. Mr. Hefner, you're right. I'll try my best. Are you willing to come and offer your insight on this case?" When Jefferson solved the serial killer case previously, Quill's impression of him instantly became good. One of the reasons Quill invited him over was to help dissolve the situation; another reason was that he actually wanted Jefferson to come and guide them. Hopefully, they would be able to solve this case as soon as possible.

"Sure." Jefferson was worried that he couldn't find a reason to follow Adrienne to the Paramount Area Criminal Police Team. Now that Quill had personally invited him, Adrienne had nothing to say.

While Quill went to talk to Jefferson, Adrienne had already walked to the side and got into the car.

Quill said, "Mr. Hefner, this way, please."