Chapter 1911
The other party replied promptly. The message read, "Mr. Jefferson, I sent you a letter not long ago
too. I believe that you haven''t forgotten it that quickly."
As they had mentioned the letter, Jefferson grew even more certain of their intention.
Previously, in order to prevent Jefferson from investigating the Hefner family''s case, they had
framed him for murder, and even dragged Quill and the others into it.
At present, they were not targeting Jefferson directly anymore. Instead, they used the same modus
operandi on his and Adrienne''s friends.
Even though Jefferson knew their tricks, he still did not have enough evidence to prove Freya''s
innocence.
However, Jefferson was a man of actions. Since the previous incident, he had long made
preparations and arranged for people to ferret out the mastermind behind the scheme.
Jefferson had received some clues recently, but he still could not confirm anything until that
moment.
The fact that his friends were targeted so swiftly was absolute confirmation that he was on the right
track. The aggressor was driven to act out of desperation and fear that Jefferson would continue
investigating.
Jefferson thought it would be rude of him to not reply so he tapped out a message on the screen
with his slender fingers. The message wrote, "I haven''t forgotten! How would I dare to forget? But
whether Iply with your orders or not depends on my mood. I''ve been in a bad mood recently, so
I can''t tell what kind of atrocious things I might end up doing."
Jefferson had been called a devil for years; he truly did not fear anything. If he didn''t act then, the
other party might think that he had lost his edge.
After Jefferson sent the message, there was no reply, just an endless wait.
Staring at the rising sun outside the window, Jefferson''s sensual lips curled upwards. Even though
he was smiling, it was the type of smile that gave people chills and made them stay away.
No matter how long the dark night was, it would eventually pass and be reced with the
brightness and warmth of daylight.
Most animals were diurnal. That was even more so for humans. Daytime was the prime time for
living.
No matter what dark corner the other party was hiding in, or how ruthless they were, Jefferson
swore that he would apprehend all of them.
They would not have any future opportunities to even think about hurting him, let alone any chance
to carry out their ns.
Jefferson was thoroughly interested to find out what kind of person the hidden mastermind was.
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The results of the DNA profiling test were released. Adrienne got the information first hand. She
really couldn''t believe that Freya''s DNA had matched the hair found in the victim''s house perfectly.
Adrienne couldn''t wrap her mind around it. She didn''t want to believe it. Shemented, "Jefferson,
how could this be?"
Jefferson, who had long predicted the truth, was as calm as a millpond. "The evidence is right in
front of us. We have to ept it no matter how much disbelief we''re in. Don''t worry, just do what
you have to do. I''m going over to see Freya now."
Concerned, Adrienne spoke up again, "I have a gut feeling that something is off about this case...
Jefferson, do you still remember the murder case that happened at the bar? You were nearly roped
into it too." "I told you not to worry about it, didn''t I? You just have to do what you have to do, that''s
all." Jefferson caressed Adrienne''s head and took the documents from her hand. "Be a good girl
and get some rest. Let''s go and eat some good foodter." "How could I bring myself to eat good
food when Freya is in this sort of situation..." Even though Adrienne protested, her worries subsided
after seeing Jefferson''s confident mannerisms. "I''m dead tired from pulling an all-nighter. I can
barely keep my eyes open, so I''m going to take a short nap in the office. Let me know once you''ve
received any good news."
"Okay, go take a nap now." After Adrienne had returned to her office, Jefferson headed for the
criminal investigation department.
He was the one in charge of interrogating Freya that time.
In the interrogation room,
Freya, who hadn''t slept all night, didn''t look well either. The dark circles under her eyes were
prominent. Jefferson handed her a ss of water and said, "I didn''t expect well be meeting each
other here."
"Not even in my wildest dreams had I envisioned that." Holding the ss, Freya took a couple of
sips from it. Her parched throat felt much better after doing so. She piped up again, "Apparently, it''s
a sign of misfortune if your teeth chatter when you drink. I''ve finally experienced it now."
Jefferson sat down and began the interrogation. "Miss Langham, you insisted that you had never
been to the victim''s house. I''d like an exnation for why your fingerprints were found on a cup in
the victim''s house, and why your hair was also found at the scene.
"My hair? So the DNA profiling test is done?" Freya was still quiteposed. Perhaps it was
because she trusted Jefferson.
Jefferson handed the documents to her and said, "Have a look at it yourself."
The results indicated that the hair in the victim''s house was a perfect match with Freya''s DNA. With
a bitter smile, Freya replied, "Jeff... Captain Hefner, on the day of the incident, I went back home
around 4 o'' clock in the afternoon and stayed there since then. I didn''t go anywhere else during that
period of time. I don''t even know where the victim lives, so how could I have killed her? I''m also
confused as to why my fingerprints and hair were at the scene."
Jefferson knew that Freya was a scapegoat, but since he had no evidence to prove that, he could
only perform his duty as a police officer ordingly. "Why are you still trying to quibble when the
evidence is right here?"
Freya insisted, "I didn''t kill anyone. I''m telling the truth. Please don''t frame an innocent person."
"Well find more evidence regarding the case." Jefferson did not rify whether it was evidence
pointing towards Freya being guilty or evidence that could prove her innocence, but Freya seemed
to understand the meaning behind his words. They were childhood friends, so how could she not
understand him? She replied, "Alright, I''ll be waiting for the day that the truthes to light. Please
rest assured that I won''t do anything that will put me in a disadvantage before then."
"I''m d you understand. Well have to detain you for the time being. Do you have any problems
with that?" Jefferson asked.
Freya shook her head.
The reason Jefferson decided to detain Freya was to deceive the other party, and also to ensure
Freya''s safety.
Jefferson knew how ruthless his opponents were. If his n failed, they would probablysh out
cruelly. He couldn''t rule out the possibility of them killing Freya.
If that happened, she would probably be used ofmitting suicide to escape punishment for
the murder. They would no longer be able to im that she was innocent.
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Therefore, the Paramount Criminal Police Team headquarters was the safest ce in the world for
Freya at the moment.
Innocent people had already been implicated because of Jefferson. He didn''t want anyone toe
to any harm because of him either, especially a close childhood friend of his.
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After leaving the interrogation room, Jefferson gave an order immediately to retrieve surveince
videos from around Freya''s residence.
As long as the surveince recordings showed that Freya had never once left her house after she
returned there, then it was strong enough evidence to prove that it wasn''t Freya who left her
fingerprints and hair in the victim''s house.
"Jefferson, how''s Freya?" As soon Jefferson had finished giving his orders, Freddy rushed in,
disregarding the people who were holding him back. "Jefferson, Freya wouldn''t murder anyone! You
have to believe in her."
"Apprehend him!" Jefferson barked as he turned to look sharply at Freddy. "Do you think I own this
ce? Do you think I can let anyone go as long as I believe that they are innocent?"
Freddy stuttered, "I..."
Jefferson then approached him and poked him hard on the forehead. "Freddy, you''re an adult.
Please think before you act."