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When she noticed that Jefferson was silent, Adrienne realized how hurtful her words were.

She took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and added, "For each day the murderer is not arrested, there may be innocent victims. I see that you have been running around with the team from morning to night lately. You just want to find the murderer as soon as possible, right? As a member of the Paramount Criminal Police Team, I want to do my best to find the murderer. It is my duty to help you solve the case. Anyone can avoid it, but I can't."

"Little Specky, you can deal with other cases, but don't get yourself involved with this one," Jefferson advised coldly. He didn't want to change his viewpoint because of Adrienne's words.

"Jefferson, I know you're worried about me, but please believe that I'm a qualified pathologist. I've always been professional and never mixed my private matters with work. Now, I'm doing my best to help you find the murderer of the dismemberment case. It's not just about avenging my parents, but I also don't want to see anymore innocent people get hurt. Do you get me?" Adrienne admitted. When she first started investigating this case, she was afraid and in a dilemma. She wanted to find the murderer and tear him into pieces like how those victims had gone through, but those emotions soon disappeared.

She knew the responsibility she was shouldering. She was not only her parents' child; she was also a pathologist. She should use her professional knowledge and the law to protect the people rather than use violence.

"Little Specky..." Jefferson called her name. His heart began to waver under her persuasion. If an innocent person was killed, he would solve the case as the captain of the Paramount Criminal Police Team professionally. However, he was worried about Adrienne. He wanted to protect her.

As a medical examiner of the Paramount Criminal Police Team, Jefferson understood why she wanted to help everyone solve the case. However, handling this case was like ripping off her unhealed wounds. Under Jefferson's solemn gaze, Adrienne continued to fight for herself, "Besides the police who took over the case, I should be the one who knows the whole story better than anyone else. If this dismemberment case were done by the same killer as my parents' case, I would be able to find out the similarities between these two cases. As long as I can find something in common, then we can identify the motive of the murderer. Then..."

Before Adrienne could finish, Jefferson interrupted her, "Adrienne, do you not understand what I've just said? As your superior, I am ordering you not to intervene in this case."

He knew that if she continued her investigation, it would be like tearing her wound apart and sprinkling salt on it... The pain would be unbearable.

Jefferson couldn't bear to see her suffer.

With this roar, Adrienne's self-blame disappeared in an instant. She roared back at Jefferson, "Jefferson Hefner! Don't abuse your power. Do you think that just because you're captain of the Paramount Criminal Police Team then you're above everyone! Do you think I have to obey everything you say?"

Jefferson was so furious that he clenched his fists. "I don't care about what other people do. You're the only person I care about."

"This is the Paramount Criminal Police Team. This is about work. I hope you can keep this in mind, Captain Hefner." Adrienne grabbed the folder in Jefferson's hand and turned to the second page. "I've already found some similarities between these two cases. You should take a look at it and decide if I should be involved in this case."

Although Jefferson was still mad, he quickly gathered himself and leaned in to listen to Adrienne's explanation.

Adrienne pointed at two photos, both of which were marked with red circles, "I looked through all the files for both cases and I can confirm that the method used to dismember the bodies was the same." Staring at the places marked with a red circle in the picture, Jefferson muttered in a low voice, "The method used to dismember both bodies is the same?"

Jefferson did not learn medicine, nor did he know much about human anatomy.

Seeing that he had entered his working mode, Adrienne knew that the opportunity to persuade him to let her continue investigating this case had come. She asked, "Jefferson, how much do you know about human anatomy?"

"I only know a little. It's of no use at crucial moments," Jefferson replied.

Adrienne added, "You are quite knowledgeable, but you don't know much about human anatomy. However, the killer knows a lot about it, so what do you think this means?"

Jefferson immediately continued, "The killer could either be very interested in this topic, or he has majored in medicine..." He turned to Adrienne and understood something in an instant. "With this clue, we can narrow down our investigation."

Adrienne nodded. "The murderer is not only familiar with the human anatomy, he's also well versed in crime scene investigation as well. That's why we couldn't find any useful clues at the crime scene."

"We can further narrow down the scope of the investigation," Jefferson nodded and reminded, "However, don't forget that perfect crimes do not exist. Even if we didn't find any clues, it didn't mean that the killer didn't leave any clues at the scene. Let's go over now."

Adrienne nodded in agreement. "Okay, let's go to the crime scene now"

Jefferson didn't say where they were going, but she figured it out.

Jefferson was delighted. "Great job."

Jefferson never thought that the first person who could keep up with his working pace after he joined the Paramount Criminal Police Team was Adrienne. It wasn't exactly unexpected. In fact, he always knew that other than having a slightly lower EQ, Adrienne had always been excellent career wise.

Jefferson drove to the crime scene with Adrienne.

The dismemberment case was so terrifying that the whole community was in a panic. Many people did not dare to go home. Some of them moved in with their relatives, and those without relatives would rather spend money to live in a hotel than come back to this scary building.

Neither Jefferson nor Adrienne saw anyone when they arrived at the crime scene. However, when they stepped into the crime scene, both of them felt that something was strange.

Adrienne was in a hurry to check the situation, but Jefferson instinctively stretched out his hand and pulled Adrienne behind him. He protected Adrienne like an old hen protecting its chicks.

Jefferson did not speak. Adrienne followed behind him carefully and did not speak either. Both of them shared the same thought that the killer might have returned to the crime scene and they might have a chance to run into the killer.