After verification, Adrienne judged that the heads found by the police officers were indeed human skulls. However, whether those were the heads of the four deceased, they had to take the skulls back to the police station for a further DNA test before they could confirm it. Looking at the scattered bones, Quill was extremely frustrated. He cursed, "Lewis is a beast. What grudges did he hold that he would do such a thing to these four people?" Upon hearing that human skulls were found in his slaughterhouse, Victor was terrified. With trembling legs, he walked up to Quill and asked timidly, "Sergeant Scott, are these skulls really human skulls? Did Lewis really do it?" Quill looked at Victor and replied, "Mr. Veil, please come with us to assist in the investigation." Victor pointed at himself and questioned, "Me? I don't know anything. What can I help you with?" Quill responded, "Didn't you just say that Lewis resigned last month? Now that the skulls of the
Adrienne did not question Zelson's appearance and called the police right away. After the phone call, the two of them waited in place without any rash movements. They, as members of a forensic team, knew how important it was to preserve the crime scene. Zelson saw Adrienne trembling. He walked to her side hurriedly and patted her on the back, comforting her, "Adrienne, don't be afraid. The police will come soon." "Mr. Zelson, I'm fine. Don't worry about me," Adrienne responded. She looked at the victim lying on the ground. The man looked to be in his early thirties; he was still quite young. Who would choose to kill him on such a night? What was written on the torn note he was holding tightly in his hand? Could he be the murderer who had witnessed her parents' death two years ago? If so, was it possible to prove that the murderer who killed her parents knew that she had been secretly investigating their murder case? Adrienne had told Zels
The police officer asked again, "Worried? Why?" Zelson sat upright and replied, "She went out alone in the pouring rain, late at night. As her immediate superior, isn't it natural to worry?" The police officer had nothing to say in reply to that. He paused for a moment and then continued with the questioning. "Tell me in detail what you saw and heard when you arrived at the crime scene. As a forensic doctor, you should know how important evidence is. Think about it carefully and give me a clear account of the incident." Zelson said calmly, "When I arrived, the victim was already dead. Adrienne was next to the victim. Other than that, I didn't see anything else. However, I can provide you with some clues from a professional forensic doctor's point of view. The victim only had one fatal wound on his neck. Judging from the size of the wound, the length of the weapon is at most five centimeters, its width 0.1 centimeters. The weapon is convenient to travel with, something
"It's no trouble at all. I'll get you a room now," the receptionist responded. At that moment, Adrienne was an angel in her eyes. When she received their IDs without any further argument, she was almost moved to tears. The receptionist commenced the registration swiftly. Upon receipt of the payment, she made preparations and handed over two access cards to them. "Dear customers, your room number is 8818. You may take the elevator on the left to the eighth floor." Jefferson still looked indifferent, while Adrienne took their IDs and access cards, saying, "Thank you!" ...... "Give me a deluxe single room." After the receptionist watched Jefferson and Adrienne walk into the elevator, another man appeared in front of the counter when she turned around. To be more specific, it was a man who looked a little cold, yet handsome. What sort of luck was this? The receptionist wondered. Would handsome men fall from the sky in stormy weather? The receptionist had
"Knock, knock—" "Little Specky, are you swimming inside the bathroom?" Adrienne was not yet done washing herself up, but Jefferson was already knocking on the door and yelling. He really was a pain in the a*s. "Why don't you come in and swim on your own?" Adrienne itched to reply that to him, but she attempted to control her temper. "I will be done soon," she answered. Jefferson leaned against the door and said, "Little Specky, I had a sudden thought." "What's the matter?" Adrienne put on her bathrobe, opened the door, and went out. She got a towel to dry her hair. As she was not wearing her spectacles, she looked at him a little dopily, which appeared quite endearing to Jefferson. He averted his gaze reluctantly and asked, "If I hadn't come earlier on, would you have gotten a room with Zelson?" Jefferson had not forgotten Zelson's sly gaze when he was looking at Adrienne. D*mn, if he had not arrived in time, who knows what Zelson would have done, Je
"Then I wish you the best, Mr. Hefner. Don't regret the things that you've done." After saying that, Zelson smiled, stepped back into the room, and shut the door in Jefferson's face politely. Jefferson was speechless. It seemed that he had to teach these people a good lesson. Otherwise, none of them would take him seriously. He took out his mobile phone and dialed someone's number, ordering the person on the phone, "Ask Jarred to send me the documents from tonight's murder case." After that, he hung up. Soon, he received a text with Jarred's contact information and a message, "I have already spoken to Jarred about it. You can contact him if you need any documents. He should be able to cooperate with you." D*mn, what did that mean? Jefferson wondered. Although Jefferson was offended, he still made the call. The other party picked it up very soon and greeted him politely, "Hello." "I'm Jefferson Hefner. Send me the documents from tonight's
Jefferson's brain was filled with ideas on how to devour the delicious-smelling 'turkey' in his hands and neglected the contents of Adrienne's mobile phone. Adrienne's voice reached his ear once again. " Jeff, help me take a look, quickly!" "Oh, yeah, I'm looking." Jefferson awkwardly coughed a little. He tried to regain his focus on the phone in Adrienne's hands, but he couldn't understand what it was. "What is all this?" Adrienne explained patiently, "This is a photo I took at the murder scene tonight. Take a look at picture on the coin, don't you think it looks familiar?" "I need to zoom in a little to see it." Jefferson took Adrienne's phone and zoomed into the picture on the phone. After taking a good look at the image on the coin, he realized that it did look familiar to him, but he couldn't recall where he last saw it at. Adrienne continued, "This image on the coin was one of the pieces of evidence in my parents' case two years ago. It was on a coin the
The rain continued to fall. Listening to the sound of the rain, Jefferson couldn't help but get annoyed. It would be even more difficult to look for clues at the site of the murder now that the rain has ruined it. Adrienne got the clues before Jefferson, but how did the murderer know that Adrienne had gotten the clues and manage to kill the witness before Adrienne could find him? Did this person know about Adrienne's whereabouts all the time? Apart from Jefferson, who else would be able to know Adrienne's whereabouts? Zelson? As Zelson's name flashed across Jefferson's mind, his heart trembled. If the murderer was really Zelson, it would mean that a time bomb that could explode anytime would be next to Adrienne. The thought of it sent chills down Jefferson's spine. But, why would Zelson do this? Whether it was Zelson or not, Jefferson immediately came up with a solution. He picked up his phone and dialed a number. "Ralph, didn't y
...... Eight months later. Adrienne had given birth to a daughter, gathering the entire Yard family in Chatterton Town. Everyone was in high spirits but Jefferson had a sour expression on, as if that was the worst day of his life. Sierra found a moment and went over to Jefferson. "Hey, Jeff. Adrienne just gave birth but why do you have such a long face on? Did you want a son instead or something?" Jefferson responded rudely, "It doesn't matter to me whether it's a boy or a girl. That little girl is our daughter, and I'll love her no matter what." Sierra continued, "Why do you look so upset then?" "Must I have a reason for that?" Well, he was angry at himself. Adrienne had almost lost her life in the labor room earlier, but he hadn't been able to offer any help. Throughout Adrienne's pregnancy, Jefferson had done an enormous amount of research and found out that a C-section birth was relatively safer. Hence, he'd insisted that Adrienne und
...... Johan was still clamming up. Maxtor was so anxious that he couldn't stand still. "Johan, what happened between you and Sierra? Can't you at least explain the situation to me?" After a long silence, Johan looked up and out of the window. "There have been so many fights and misunderstandings between us in the past years and it seems that the past was a time that we can never go back to." Upon hearing this, Maxtor seemed to have put his finger on the crux of the problem. "Did Miranda make Sierra misunderstand you?" Maxtor said earnestly, "Johan, I've told you before that woman has a twisted psyche and you need to stay away from her. You pitied her for being an orphan, but look at what she has been up to." "It has nothing to do with Miranda. It's me. If I..." If he had explained everything to Sierra back then, she wouldn't have felt that insecure about their relationship. He knew everything, but he still got mad at her. Maxtor continued, "He
...... On the first day of school, Miranda was once again met with an unpredicted truth. She found out that Sierra was the top scorer in the entrance exam. She was the overachiever that every university was dying to recruit. Not only did Sierra come from a good family, but she was smart and beautiful to boot. Sierra possessed everything she could have in life. Miranda couldn't figure out why she had to take Johan away from her when she already had so much. What made Miranda even more disappointed was not her inferiority but Johan. On the first day of school, she was over the moon to see that Johan was at the gate to receive her. However, when Johan took her luggage from her and she was wallowing in her excitement to see him, He said to her, "Miranda, that is the girl I like, Sierra. She will be your sister-in-law in the future. You should get on well with her." She didn't want to be nice to her. Instead, she hated her. Mirand
...... Johan's words frightened Miranda so much that her face turned pale. "Johan, Mrs. Silas adopted me. I would have died a long time ago if it weren't for her. How could I have nothing to do with the Silas family?" Johan's face was somber, and his voice chilled Miranda to her bones. "You know that my mother was the one who took you in, but look at what you've been up to all these years?" "Johan, what-what did I do?" Miranda said, trembling with fear. Miranda was an expert at feigning a pitiful appearance and reaping sympathy from others. She even managed to tear up and gazed heart-wrenchingly at Johan at that very moment. However, Johan did not buy into her ploy at all. Not only did his eyes demonstrate her no pity, there was also a trace of disdain that Miranda had never seen before. He loathed her. Upon realizing that, Miranda's heart was broken. Johan had been her dream for those past years. She had worked so hard to do so many things in
...... Sierra wasn't able to refute because what Miranda said was the truth. It was indeed true that many could never compare with her background. However, although she was born privileged, that didn't spare her from putting in effort for her own future. Prestigious universities wanted her because she was the top scorer in the entrance exam but not because of her family background and connections. All of a sudden, Miranda smirked sinisterly. "I know you like Johan, and you want to be with him. Sierra, I like him too, and I want to be with him. You have everything so why do you still want to take my man away from me?" "Excuse me? Who took your man?" Displeased, Sierra said, "Miranda, you were the one who told me that you two were siblings, and that there was nothing going on between you guys. And mind you, you were also the one who encouraged me to go after him." Miranda shouted in a low voice, "Sierra, if I hadn't told you that, would you have remained fri
...... Averting her gaze, Sierra turned around with difficulty. However, just as she had taken a step forward, Miranda's voice sounded from behind. "Sierra, I didn't expect you to come to the airport to pick me up. Imagine my delight to be able to see you on the first day of my return." "You've misunderstood, Miss Attwood. I'm not here to pick you up." Sierra did not conceal her hatred for Miranda as she could not even be bothered to dole out the niceties at her. Miranda chuckled. "I haven't seen you for so many years, but you're still so adorable." It seemed that Miranda couldn't sense the despise Sierra had for her. She approached Sierra with a smile and wanted to give her a hug. Sierra stared at Miranda's outstretched arms and quickly dodged her. A single glance at Miranda and her eyes would be sullied. Sierra thought that she would even throw up should her body come into contact with Miranda's. Miranda was never good at reading between the
...... Stopping her car, Sierra quickly got off to check the situation. No sooner had her feet been on the ground that four men got off from the car in front of her and surrounded her. One of them pointed at her and barked, "Don't you f*cking know how to drive? If you don't, then don't drive. Say it, how much are you going to pay for the damage!" Sierra was driving in accordance to normalcy, but the other party had, so suddenly, cut into her lane without a signal. As hard as she had stepped on her brake, she still collided with the car. They were supposed to be the ones held accountable for the collision. However, they got out of the car and shouted at her, extorting compensation. Sierra suspected that these men had done so deliberately to scam her. She took out her mobile phone and was ready to call the police. However, before she could even unlock her phone, one of the men had already wrenched the phone away from her. "We have something important t
...... In the middle of cleaning the table, Rosie said, "He doesn't only come here to have meals, but he would also get one to go every time. No jalapenos on the one to go. He says that you can't take spices because your stomach doesn't handle it well." Sierra did have a stomach problem, but it wasn't till the point that she couldn't take spicy food at all. Moreover, Johan had never brought any tacos back for her. Sierra figured that he was probably getting it for someone else so she asked, "What did he say to you when he asked you to pack it?" Rosie smiled and said, "He said that he was going to bring it for his girlfriend. He's obviously talking about you, isn't he?" "Oh, his girlfriend." Smiling, Sierra did not put forth any more questions as she knew that Johan had never regarded her as his girlfriend. For him, she was nothing more like a leech that he couldn't shake off. Rosie looked at Sierra and said earnestly, "I know you two fought tod
...... "My ability to act coy?" Sierra said inwardly. She had no idea from where did his temper sneak in again. However, she knew that somehow everything she had done seemed to piss him off. If he didn't like her, then why did he come looking for her? Did he have nothing else better to do? She smiled and said, "Mr. Silas, since you don't like being around me, then let's not meet anymore in the future, nor have any meals together. I'm afraid your appetite will take a nosedive when you see me." "You shouldn't say that, Sierra." Rosie handed one of the plates to Sierra and said, "Every couple gets into fights, but you must know your boundaries. Some words are too hurtful, and you shouldn't just say everything that comes to your mind." Sierra didn't make a sound. She wasn't a fan of others poking their noses in her affairs. Besides, she was not close to Rosie either so she found her rather meddlesome. Rosie didn't seem to register in her mind that Sierra was d