My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1870

The room where the crime took place was not large. All the cabinets were opened, so it was impossible for anyone to be hiding in there.

"He's gone. We are too late." After Adrienne finished speaking, she immediately searched the crime scene. "If the killer really returned to the crime scene, he would definitely leave some evidence behind. Let's look for it carefully. We must not miss any clues, whether they are useful or not."

"Little Specky, don't you think it's a little strange?" While talking, Jefferson studied the room.

"What's strange?" Adrienne quickly asked. Soon, she found an obvious footprint on the ground. Jefferson came to her side and argued. "There wasn't any evidence left at the crime scene, but now, such an obvious footprint was left behind. Do you think this footprint belongs to the killer?" This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

"Logically speaking, it should be someone who has something to do with the case. People who have nothing to do with this couldn't wait to stay away from this place. It's impossible for them to come to the crime scene secretly," Adrienne looked up at Jefferson and said, "Jefferson, let's send someone over to collect the evidence."

"Okay..." Jefferson nodded thoughtfully and made a phone call.

Although there was an obvious footprint, Jefferson wasn't happy at all. He had his worries. Why did the person appear at the crime scene? He wondered.

The case had happened a long time ago. Just as they had reached a complete deadlock, someone sneaked into the crime scene and left traces. It was too strange.

Jefferson was thinking if someone was trying to mislead them.

Before the truth was unveiled, anything was possible.

Soon, Jefferson received a phone call from his team asking him to go to the surveillance room immediately.

While the team was watching the surveillance footage, they noticed a suspicious person. The security guard on duty had a deep impression of the man who appeared on the surveillance screen because after the murder happened, the existing residents didn't dare to come near the crime scene. Thus, the person on the surveillance screen immediately stood out.

An officer interrogated, "Do you know who he is?

Where does he live? Where is he working?"

The security guard thought about it seriously and shook his head. "I've never seen him before. I don't know him."

A suspect had appeared, but no one knew who he was. It would undoubtedly require a lot of effort to identify him.

The officers were once again divided into groups. Everyone was doing their best to find out who the suspect was.

Fortunately, a few hours later, Quill's team found something. When they were asking around, they found someone who recognized the suspect.

After hearing the news, Quill immediately reported to Jefferson, "Captain Hefner, there's good news. Someone knows the suspect who appeared in the surveillance."

Jefferson immediately ordered, "Bring him back right now."

Quill responded, "Got it. I'll bring him back right away."

Soon, the suspect from the surveillance was brought back.

Quill was in charge of the interrogation while Jefferson sat in front of the surveillance monitor to observe the suspect's behavior. Even the most subtle change in his expression could not escape

Jefferson's eyes.

Quill went straight to the point. "Edwin Walker, why did you appear at the crime scene? Are you trying to cover up something there?"

Edwin uttered, "This isn't my first time at a crime scene. It's just bad luck that I got caught this time. Do whatever you want with me. I have nothing else to say."

"It's not your first time trespassing a crime scene. Do you mean that you've committed other murders before this?" Hearing this, Quill instantly raised his voice and stared at Edwin coldly.

"Committed other murders?" Edwin was a little anxious. "Mr. Scott, I admit that I have appeared at the crime scene many times, but I didn't kill anyone. I wouldn't have the guts to do that. You're the police. You should provide evidence and not put the blame on me. That's too much of an accusation."

"You appeared at the crime scene many times, but you didn't commit the murder?" Quill couldn't bring himself to believe what Edwin had said. He continued to interrogate, "Tell me, if you're not the murderer, why did you go to the crime scene?"

"I just want to see if there's anything valuable to sell." Edwin knew that he had gotten himself into big trouble this time, so he could only tell the truth. Otherwise, he might lose his life on the charge of murder.

Quill was suspicious and commented, "You surely are bold to steal things from the crime scene, huh?"

"Mr. Scott, I was forced to steal from that d*mned place. If I had a choice, I wouldn't have done this at all... Look, we all need money to survive, and I don't have any. Plus, I can't find any ways to earn money quickly, so I could only do such a risky thing. I thought that I would at least find something valuable since no one actually dared to go there." Edwin answered confidently as if it wasn't a big deal. He thought that he would be locked up for a few days at most, that he would be released shortly.

Edwin was simply an unreasonable b*stard. However, Quill didn't have the time to educate him. He needed to find out if Edwin was like what he just said, that he was a thief but not a murderer. He asked, "Tell me, where were you at 10 p.m. on the 17th of August? What were you doing? Do you have an alibi?"

Edwin replied immediately, "I should be at the Internet cafe at that time."

Seeing that Edwin answered so quickly, Quill hurriedly questioned. "It's been so long. How could you still remember what you were doing on

August 17th at 10 p.m.?"

Edwin answered obediently. "It's because I would usually spend my time at the Internet cafe during that hour. If you don't believe it, you can go to Hero Cyber Cafe on Paramount North Road and ask around. Many people there know me. The workers there could testify. I spent a lot of time and money there. Two days ago, I even helped them to catch a thief. The people there really like me a lot."

"You're a thief, but you helped someone else catch a thief?" Quill couldn't believe it. If what Edwin mentioned was true, then their efforts that day would be in vain.

It was common for their effort to amount to nothing. However, for each day the killer had not been arrested, the safety of the public was not guaranteed.

Edwin gloated smugly, "Even though I made a living by stealing, I wouldn't steal from my home. Hero Cyber Cafe is like a home to me."

Quill kept quiet.

In the surveillance room.

Upon hearing Edwin's testimony, Jefferson immediately sent someone to investigate it. Shortly after, it was verified that Edwin wasn't lying.

Ever since Hero Cyber Cafe started its business,

Edwin had been holed up in it from 8 p.m. to 12 p.m. every night. It was the same on the night the murder happened. Edwin did appear in the surveillance at Hero Cyber Cafe.

It proved that Edwin was not the murderer.