My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1856

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're also not allowed to approach the suspect either. What on earth is he trying to do? Does he think that by ignoring the suspect, the culprit will just turn himself in?"

Quill did not understand why Jefferson was doing this either. However, he trusted that Jefferson knew what he was doing and that he would solve the case. "Captain Hefner has his own way of doing things. You guys are not used to it yet because he just joined the team. You'll definitely get used to him after a while."

The police officer questioned again, "Quill, even if he had his own thoughts, he should have at least let us now, right? We don't even know how to continue with our work anymore and we can't talk to him about this too. Why don't you talk to him?"

Quill answered, "If you're planning to find someone to talk to Captain Hefner, I'm definitely not the person you should be looking for."

"Who else can we ask for except you? Look at how arrogant he is. He doesn't even care about you..." The police officers had a lot to say, but they were interrupted by an extremely arrogant voice. "I've been wondering why the Paramount Criminal Police Team had always taken so much time to solve cases. It turns out that the police officers enjoyed speaking ill of their leaders behind their backs during working hours. With such discipline, it would be a miracle if any cases could be solved."

With just a few words, Jefferson had disregarded the Paramount Criminal Police Team's effort. The experienced officers didn't like what they heard, especially Quill, who was the captain before Jefferson joined the team.

However, Quill knew very well that he was not as capable as Jefferson when it came to solving cases. Although he was unhappy, he kept it to himself and did not show it on his face at all.

"Captain Hefner, I'm not..." The police officer did not mean to speak ill of Jefferson behind his back. He just did not understand Jefferson's intentions. He hoped that Jefferson could make it clear to everyone so that everyone would be on the same page. "Can you speak more politely? We are all colleagues here. We should respect each other." Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

"I hate people who talk about others behind their backs the most. If you have something to ask me, do it face to face. You can even bring it up at a meeting, but there's no guarantee that I'll listen to it." Jefferson was still as arrogant as always. No matter where he went, he would not control his

temper. He wanted to listen to the advice put forward by his team, but not for the sake of his team member. It was because Adrienne had told him to do that.

Quill knew how Jefferson was. He had heard of even more offensive words, so he wasn't surprised when he heard this. However, the other police officers' faces turned pale. All of them turned to Quill and finally realized that this previous captain was much nicer.

"Which one of you can tell me the details of that person in the interrogation room?" Jefferson asked.

The police officer replied immediately, "His name is Pablo Black. He's fifty-one years old. He is the person in charge of managing Peaksky Building."

Jefferson stared at him with sharp eyes.

The police officer didn't feel comfortable being stared at by Jefferson. He questioned, "Captain Hefner, did I say something wrong?"

Jefferson didn't even bother to explain further. He disliked people who didn't work hard and talked bad about their leaders. He turned to look at Quill and commented, "Don't tell me that's all you know about him."

"Pablo Black, fifty-one years old. He's a local from Paramount Area in Chatterton Town. He works as the general manager in the Property Management Department at Peaksky Building. Ten years ago, his wife divorced him and his wife was given custody of their son. He lives alone now. People who know him say that he's an honest and generous man. He's also a volunteer at Paramount Area Welfare Center. He had received numerous awards for being a model citizen." Quill responded with confidence. He thought that he had done a good job on his research on Pablo. Even if Jefferson wouldn't praise him publicly, he would probably acknowledge his capabilities.

However, the truth was...

"What else?" Jefferson raised his eyebrows and was obviously dissatisfied.

"That- That's all." Quill's voice gradually softened. He thought he had gathered enough information. Was something missing? Why was Jefferson still discontented?

"Twenty years ago, there were three continuous incidents where people jumped off from Peaksky Building. After that, Pablo had taken over as the general manager of Peaksky Building's Property Management Department. He had held onto this role for twenty years..." At this point, Jefferson looked at Quill and the police officer. "In the future, find out more about the story behind the cases. Don't just believe what other people want you to see."

Quill wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. He had heard of this news from twenty years ago, but he never thought it was related to this case.

Although there might not be any relation between these two cases, it was always good to know the background of the scene of the murder. Quill gave a nod of approval to Jefferson inwardly. It seemed that he had made the right decision this time.

The police officer was dumbfounded. He felt that he could no longer keep up with Jefferson's pace.

"Don't just stand there. Come with me. We're going to interrogate the suspect now." After saying that, Jefferson strode toward the interrogation room. Quill quickly followed suit. After taking a few steps, he saw that the police officer was standing still. Quill quickly grabbed him and said, "What are you still standing there for? Go ahead and do what you should be doing."

"Oh..." The police officer came to his senses and suddenly felt a little upset. Although he was dissatisfied with Jefferson, he could not utter a single word when he was in front of him.

In the interrogation room.

Jefferson opened the door forcefully. It was as if he was trying to knock down the door. Pablo was so startled that he shrank his neck and glanced at Jefferson in fear.

As Pablo was looking at him, Jefferson pulled the stool in front of Pablo and commanded, "Tell us. How did you commit the crime?"

Pablo stuttered, "1-1 didn't kill anyone. There's nothing I have to say."

"You are the only one who has the key to the rooftop of Peaksky Building. The door was neither broken nor locked, but someone managed to hide the body on the rooftop. Who else could it be other than you?" Jefferson's interrogation was very incisive.