My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1868

Everyone exclaimed in unison, "Thanks for treating us to such a wonderful meal, Captain Hefner! Take care!"

"Okay, you guys can stay here, there's no need to send me off." With a wave of his hand, Jefferson left with Adrienne.

After leaving everyone's sight and walking out of the restaurant, Adrienne finally had time to say, "Captain Hefner, tell me. What plans do you have?" Jefferson stared at her and answered, "That's why I said you're a little idiot."

Adrienne stared back at him and scolded, "Speak to me properly. Otherwise, I don't want to talk to you."

"I'm not close with them, so what's the point of drinking with them? Besides, they won't be able to enjoy themselves with me around. It wouldn't be fun for any of us if I stayed back," Jefferson admitted.

"That actually sounds right." Adrienne smiled and took the initiative to hold his arm. "I think you've done well today. You're finally acting like a leader."

Jefferson held her in his arms and boasted, "What are you talking about? I've always acted like a

leader."

Jefferson was hugging Adrienne and her face was pressed against his chest. She gently rubbed against him and said, "In any case, I think you did great today."

She had never thought that Jefferson could communicate with his subordinates with such an attitude. Even more so, she didn't know that Jefferson was willing to do this because she was also part of the team.

Jefferson was never afraid of offending anyone. No one dared to complain anyway. However, he was worried that they would trouble Adrienne and she might not even realize it. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Since he was married to this little idiot, he had to think on her behalf. What else could he do?

After getting in the car, Adrienne was ready to start the car as she asked, "Where should we go now?"

"Let's have dinner somewhere, then we'll go see your grandpa," Jefferson suggested.

Adrienne commented, "You're being so proactive. What are you planning?"

"I want him to like me. Can't I do that?" Jefferson retorted.

Adrienne gave in, "Okay, okay. You're the mighty Mr. Hefner. You can do whatever you want."

Jefferson put on a naughty smile and teased, "I can do whatever I want? Are you sure?"

Adrienne took a long time to understand what he meant before she scolded, "You're an animal!"

After solving the last case, there were no new cases at the moment. Jefferson led the team at Paramount Criminal Police Team to investigate the dismemberment case.

In the process of sorting out the clues, Jefferson realized that they did not find any important or useful evidence at the crime scene. The case had happened a long time ago, but the only clue they had was the victim's identity.

Since he couldn't find any useful clues in the reports, Jefferson brought some men to the house and the office of the deceased couple to gather information. However, the information they had gathered was more or less the same.

All the neighbors mentioned that the deceased couple had a good relationship with their neighbors and had never had a conflict with anyone. None of them had a motive for the crime.

Since they couldn't find any clues from the neighbors, Jefferson started investigating the suppliers and diners of the couple's restaurant. After a round of investigation, he found out that the couple had purchased goods from the same suppliers ever since they opened the restaurant. They had dealt with each other for several years and never had any conflict. Therefore, the suppliers had no motive for the crime as well.

Excluding the possibility of the murder committed by someone they had known, for the time first, Jefferson felt that the case was not as simple as he had imagined. Was this dismemberment case related to Mr. and Mrs. Carter from two years ago?

As Jefferson was at a dead end, he received an anonymous registered mail.

Nowadays, there were so many ways of communication. Who would choose to send a registered mail instead?

Without thinking too much, he opened the mail. There were two lines printed on the A4 paper, "Mr. Hefner, you will never find out the truth. You don't need to waste your time and energy."

The words were printed, so there was no way to identify the identity of the sender through handwriting.

Jefferson immediately sent the letter to the trace evidence unit but no fingerprints could be found. There wasn't any clue about the sender too.

They weren't able to find the culprit, yet they received such a threat.

The officer from the trace evidence unit looked at Jefferson and commented, "Captain Hefner, the sender even dared to send us a threat letter. He's too arrogant. Let me find a way to find out the

source of the paper."

"This kind of paper can be found in every stationery shop in the city. How are you going to find where it's from?" It was not that Jefferson had never thought of this, but he had expected the outcome to be so.

The officer was speechless.

Indeed, this was like finding a needle in a haystack. It was highly likely that they would not be able to find anything.

Jefferson added, "Quill, lead a team to gather and organize all the information on this case and send it to my desk. After that, you guys can work on something else and I'll handle this case."

Judging from the threat letter, Jefferson thought that this dismemberment case should be linked to that case involving Mr. and Mrs. Carter from two years ago.

But Little Specky...

Jefferson was worried about her.

Before he knew it, Jefferson had arrived at Adrienne's office. He calmed down, pushed the door open, and went in. "Dr. Carter, what are you up to?"

Adrienne did not even raise her head as she answered, "Nothing much."

"You're the chief pathologist of the Paramount Criminal Police Team. How can you not have much to do? Jefferson asked.

Adrienne put down the folder in her hand and looked up at Jefferson. "If I'm not working, it means that there are no criminal cases. That's a good thing, isn't it? In fact, I really wish that I can be this

free every day."

Since she said so, Jefferson quickly stepped forward and grabbed the folder in her hand. "Let's see what unimportant documents you're reading at work then."

Adrienne reached out and wanted to take it back, but it was too late. Jefferson had opened the folder and saw its contents.

His face darkened. He was not angry but rather worried. "Where did you get this?"

Adrienne replied, "I'm a forensics doctor. How hard could it be for me to get the records for old cases?"

Jefferson urged with a darkened face. "Be honest

with me."

Adrienne refused to answer him.

"This case involving Mr. and Mrs. Carter had been kept away in the headquarters. It couldn't be retrieved so easily. How did you get it?" Jefferson interrogated.

Adrienne did not say a word, but a person flashed through Jefferson's mind. He couldn't help raising his voice and yelled, "It must have been Zelson then. Why did he give this to you? What's his intention for doing so?"

"There are many suspicious points about my parents' case. As their daughter and a forensics doctor, what's wrong with me investigating the case?" Adrienne had always known that Jefferson had been investigating this case. Listening to such accusations, she felt angry for some reason. "Jefferson, I'm also curious. What's your intention?"

What was his intention?

It was simple. He wanted to help her find the murderer who killed her parents while guaranteeing her safety, which was why he prevented her from getting involved. However, this little idiot had no idea how dangerous it would be if she continued to investigate the case.