Adrienne thought of several candidates who could take over Quill, but they were all caught up in their own duties. There was no way any of them had the time to take over as the captain of the Paramount Criminal Police Team. The phone on her desk rang as she was pondering about it. She immediately answered, "Hello, forensic department, Adrienne speaking." Zelson's voice came from the other end of the phone. "Adrienne, Quill's replacement has arrived. He wants all of us to gather in the conference room. Get ready." "Oh, okay." Adrienne nodded in a daze, hung up the phone, and said to Linette, "I heard that the new captain has arrived, and he wants all of us in the conference room. I guess we'll know who he is soon. No need to keep guessing." Linette nodded. "Okay." ...... In the conference room. All the employees from each department were seated, including Quill. The captain's seat remained empty. Everyone's eyes kept turning over to the en
"You provoked me." Jefferson squinted his eyes slightly, giving her a very clear warning. "I provoked you?" Adrienne thought for a while with her hand on her head. She couldn't figure out what she had done to trigger him. "If I really provoked you, please tell me directly. Don't keep me guessing." "Little Specky, I am here to take over Quill's job. Aren't you surprised at all?" Why didn't she chase him out to ask him why he was here? Couldn't she just show a teeny bit of concern for him? Adrienne nodded foolishly. "I was surprised." Although she said so, her expression showed otherwise. Jefferson reached out and pinched her face. "Aren't you curious as to how I became the captain?" "How?" "It's a secret. I can't tell anyone," replied Jefferson with a naughty grin. "Then why did you ask if I wanted to know?" Adrienne stared at him unhappily and thought to herself, "What's with this guy? If he can't tell me, then why would he ask? He piqued my c
Jefferson did not say anything more. Just then, the police officer brought over the person who made the report. Jefferson went over and scrutinized the person. He asked in a low voice, "What's your relationship with the victim?" "I-I..." Logically, the first question most people would ask was something along the line of "Were you the one who made the report?" "When did you find the corpse?", and other routine questions as such. However, Jefferson was no ordinary man. His first question was to ask about their relationship. The person who made the report stammered for quite a while before he managed to utter, "I have nothing to do with the victim." "No relationship at all then?" Jefferson's gaze was sharp as he said with a faint smile, "Forensics will need to run a DNA test to identify the corpse. You could barely even see his face, how are you so sure that you don't know the victim?" "I-I..." The person stammered again and answered after a moment, "It's because I
At the Paramount Criminal Police Team. The person in charge of the management of Peaksky Building was invited to the interrogation room. Jefferson was assigned to handle the interrogation. Just like many times before, Jefferson did not proceed with the interrogation immediately. He just left the suspect in the interrogation room and did not allow anyone to talk to him. Then, he told everyone what to do. Some of the police officers did not understand Jefferson's way of doing things, so they whispered in front of Quill, "Sergeant Scott..." Quill corrected him, "Call me Quill." "Quill!" The police officer immediately changed his choice of words. He looked around again to make sure that no one was nearby. He then asked, "What do you think Captain Hefner is doing?" Quill did not say anything. The police officer continued, "We brought in the suspect as ordered, but he just left him there and ignored him. Not only does he not interrogate him, but we'r
There was only one set of keys to open the door to the rooftop, which Pablo had always carried with him. Usually, no one was willing to go to the rooftop. On the 10th of every month, the cleaners would clean the rooftop. Pablo would open and close the door himself. The key had never left his side. Now that a decayed corpse had suddenly appeared on the rooftop, it would make sense that he was treated as the prime suspect. At this time, Pablo felt that he could not argue against it. "I don't know who killed the person and dumped the body on the rooftop, but I'm sure I didn't kill anyone. You must find out who the killer is. You shouldn't accuse a good citizen like me wrongly ." "Are you sure you didn't kill him?" Jefferson retorted with a stoic face. No one could tell what he was thinking. Pablo argued, "Captain Hefner, please think about it carefully. Everyone in Peaksky Building knows that the only key to open the door to the rooftop is in my hands. If I
"Quill, how did the interrogation with Captain Hefner go?" As soon as Quill went to the monitoring room, Tony asked him anxiously, "Did you get any information?" Quill shook his head and sighed, "Nothing." Tony claimed, "Looks like the famous Jefferson Hefner of Chatterton Town is not any better after all." Quill was about to get back to work when he heard Tony's words. He raised his head and looked at Tony with a slight frown. "Tony, what do you mean by that?" Tony continued, "It is said that since Jefferson took over the Chatterton Town Narcotics team, they have arrested more drug dealers in a few months than they did in years. Recently, when drug dealers hear his name, they would be frightened. These rumors made us think that he's competent. Now, it seems that he's just using his family name. He isn't that capable after all." "I always thought you were a serious and responsible officer, that you were matured and would never gossip behind others' backs.
Adrienne raised her hand and touched her cheek where Jefferson had just kissed her. She felt that her cheeks were burning. When Jefferson first came here, Quill had advised them to separate business from pleasure. It had only been a while, but Jefferson openly treated her this way. If someone else were to see it, they would be in trouble. However, she couldn't decide what other people wanted to say. As long as she knew that she and Jefferson had nothing to hide about their relationship, she didn't have to care about what other people think of them. Adrienne stopped thinking about it and planned to collect the autopsy report. Unexpectedly, she bumped into Zelson the moment she turned around. She greeted, "Mr. Zelson..." Zelson stood at the door of her office, and his eyes were fixed on her. His eyes were solemn, and no one knew what he was thinking. He did not respond even when Adrienne greeted him. She called out again, "Mr. Zelson, you're back." "Yes." Ze
Zelson was a good mentor and a helpful friend to Adrienne. Not only did she learn a lot of forensic knowledge from him, she also learned how to become a better person. Adrienne always thought that she could work and learn from him for a long time, but unexpectedly, news of their separation came so abruptly. Couldn't the superiors ask around his colleagues first or at least given them a heads up before transferring him away? After a long pause, Adrienne continued, "Is this transfer to the Chatterton Criminal Police Team a lateral transfer or a promotion? Did they ask for your opinion? Were you surprised by the decision too?" "It's a promotion, but no matter what position we are at, and no matter where we work, we must remember our responsibilities. Our work is to speak for the dead." Zelson smiled and added, "What's more, it's common for the superiors to make a sudden decision. We have been working here long enough to know that. It's not a big deal." "But.
...... 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