Jefferson Would Agree

"Why do you think so?" Jefferson slightly narrowed his eyes. Quill felt as if Jefferson would kill him with a single gaze if he misspoke. Quill had been speaking fine, but after Jefferson glared at him and asked such a question, he instantly became less confident. "Mr. Hefner, I've just told you I don't have any evidence yet. It's just my intuition."  "Intuition? As the captain of the criminal police team, you're talking to me about intuition?" Intuition couldn't be used as evidence, but sometimes it could be oddly accurate. Jefferson looked at Harold and asked, "Harold, what do you think of this matter?" "These cases may not look related, but the occurrences are weird. Even though some of the cases have been closed, there is a nagging feeling as though there's a bigger mastermind behind the scenes." After listening to Quill's report earlier that day, Harold read the file again. Although he had some doubts about the cases, they still needed evidence to come to anything conclusive. "Wha