Chapter 1810


    Before dawn, Adrienne woke up again.


    When she woke up, she instinctively touched the spot beside her but she did not feel any familiar


    warmth. She was stunned. Then, she immediately sat up. She stared at Jefferson''s side of the bed


    dazedly.


    "He''s not here?" she wondered.


    "Jefferson?"


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    When she called his name, she looked to the bathroom, but there was no light or sound from the


    bathroom. He wasn''t there, so where could he be?


    Had he gone to carry out a mission?


    Adrienne quickly grabbed her mobile phone. There was indeed a message from Jefferson. "Little


    Specky, I am off to work. Remember to eat your breakfast in the morning before going to work.


    Don''t starve yourself. If you don''t listen to me, I will teach you a lesson when Ie back."


    Although it was meant to be a message of concern, Jefferson had written it in such a harsh tone.


    Anyone else would''ve felt ufortable reading it, but Adrienne knew


    what kind of a person Jefferson was. She knew that pigs would fly before Jefferson would say


    something nice to her. She was used to it so she didn''t bother picking a fight with him.


    Adrienne''s fingers quickly tapped on the screen. "Understood!"


    As long as she pressed send, her message would be sent out. However, she hesitated right before


    sending it.


    If Jefferson was in the middle of a dangerous operation, any sort of distraction could affect him. She


    didn''t want to interfere with his work.


    Yes, she had better not disturb him while he was on a mission.


    Adrienne quickly put away her mobile phone.


    Since Jefferson wasn''t beside her, she couldn''t go back to sleep anymore. She decided to just get


    up early. Then, she took some ingredients from the refrigerator to make a simple breakfast.


    She warmed a ss of milk and made a poached egg. It did not look appetizing, but it tasted good.


    While eating the poached egg, Adrienne recalled the days when she and Jefferson had just gotten


    married.


    At that time, she didn''t know how to make breakfast, but he had forced her to prepare it. The


    breakfast she made was really bad. Although Jefferson had scolded her, he ate it inrge mouthfuls.


    Each time, he would always finish everything.


    If it weren''t for the fact that she had tasted the food herself, his appetite would make her think that


    her cooking was the best in the world.


    Currently, her cooking skills were much better than before, but he wasn''t with her.


    All of a sudden, Adrienne felt that the poached egg, which tasted pretty good earlier, had be


    very disgusting.


    What was wrong with her?


    In the past, she wanted him to stay far away from her. She had wished to not see him for the rest of


    her life. Recently, as soon as she woke up and opened her eyes, she would miss him if she couldn''t


    see him.


    Habit was really a terrible thing!


    No!


    No!


    Absolutely not!


    She could not let herself go on like this. She could not rely too much on Jefferson whether in her life


    or at work. Otherwise, if he ever left,


    she would not be able to live on.


    Thinking of this, Adrienne bit fiercely into the poached egg and wolfed it down.


    She found something to keep her busy and, soon, the sun rose.


    Adrienne kept thinking of Jefferson. If everything went well, he should be done with his mission by


    dawn.


    Hesitating for a while, Adrienne was still worried, so she took her phone out to call him. She was


    greeted by a cold robotic tone, "The number you have dialed is unavable. Please try againter."


    It was dawn, yet Jefferson still had his phone off. Was he not done with his mission?


    That couldn''t be.


    Could it be that something unexpected happened?


    Adrienne did not dare to specte negatively and she shook her head.


    He must have been held back by something and had forgotten to turn on his phone. There was no


    way there would be anything wrong.


    Sheforted herself for a while before tidying up and heading out to work.


    After arriving at the Paramount Criminal Police Team, the first person Adrienne ran


    into was Quill, who looked tired. It seemed that he had not slept for the whole night. "Sergeant


    Scott, have you found anything new?"


    "Adrienne, I was just looking for you. Don''t go to the office. Come with me right away." As Quill


    finished his sentence, he had already walked a few steps away. Adrienne quickly followed him and


    asked, "Sergeant Scott, is there anything wrong?"


    "There''s another murder case. Zelson is busy with the dismembered corpse case. You and I can go


    take a look at the crime scene first."


    Hearing that there was another murder, Adrienne felt her heart tighten. She did not speak all the


    way and followed Quill gloomily. It was not long before they arrived at the famous scenic area of


    Chatterton Town, Mangrove Bay.


    The scene had been sealed off. The police officers who arrived first exined the general situation


    to Quill, "Sergeant Scott, the deceased is a man about 20 years old. I heard from the reporter that


    the deceased is a waiter at the bar counter."


    "Adrienne, you..." Quill turned around and intended to ask Adrienne to check the corpse first. Before


    he could say anything, he saw that Adrienne had already put on her shoe cover, walked to the body


    with a toolbox, and


    squatted down to check the body... Sure enough, the efficiency of the forensic doctors on their team


    was amazing.


    He pretended that nothing had happened and asked the police, "Who called it in?"


    "One of the cleaners from the bar." The police officer pointed to a middle- aged woman trembling in


    fear, "When we arrived, she was trembling with fear. Now she''s much better. Shall I call her over for


    questioning?"


    Quill nodded and said, "Go ahead."


    The police officers soon brought the cleaner over to Quill. Quill said, "Tell me what you know."


    The cleaner, Hilda, looked up at Quill. When she saw Quill''s fierce eyes, she was so scared that she


    lowered her head and stammered, "I came to do the cleaning work at around 6 o''clock in the


    morning. When I went to clean the counter, I saw Carney''s body... Mr. Policeman, I don''t know


    anything. I didn''t kill him. It was not me..."


    "If you didn''t kill him, then who did?" Quill looked at Hilda coldly. "Tell me."


    "I don''t know! I really don''t know anything! I''m just a cleaner. I don''t know anything!" The woman


    suddenly stopped stammering and said faster, "Please let me go back! I really don''t know anything."


    Quill had been a criminal policeman for many years. He had seen many frightened witnesses.


    There were some who were excited and some who were dumbfounded, but Hilda was the first to


    keep repeating that she wasn''t the murderer. His instincts as an experienced policeman told him


    that even if she was not a murderer, she definitely knew some insider information.


    He added, "Aren''t you going to exin the situation in detail? How do you want me to prove that


    you''re not the murderer?"


    Hilda asked, "If I tell you, will the police protect my safety?"


    "It is our duty to protect all witnesses'' safety. We will do it regardless of whether you ask us to or


    not."


    Hilda hesitated for a while, and then slowly said, "This bar closes at 4 a.m. every morning, and we


    usuallye here to clean at 6 o''clock. We usuallye on time, but today, because my husband


    had to go home to apany our sick child, he was dyed. In order to finish our work on time, I


    came over an hour in advance. Who knew that I woulde across..."