My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

At six in the evening, Freya sat in front of her computer in her bedroom, chatting with Inken in the Green Flamation forum’s elder group.

She swiftly typed on the keyboard, connecting all the surveillance cameras around Kaufmann Residence and the research laboratory to her computer.

Then, she wrote a small piece of code that could automatically recognize familiar faces, and Freya copied the facial data of people like Brisa into it.

In the future, the cameras would be able to intelligently identify individuals, so if anyone with ill intentions entered Kaufmann Residence, an alarm would sound immediately.

In the chat group, Heartless Scoundrel posted several screenshots of mission assignments and asked, ‘Ink,. why do I feel like the mission prices have gone down lately?‘

Ink replied, ‘It’s almost the holidays, so more members are taking on tasks.’

Heartless Scoundrel questioned, sounding surprised. ‘Does our line of work have peak and off–peak seasons now?‘

Over this extended period of time, she had read and familiarized herself with the content of The Compendium of Medical Wisdom she had copied. Yet, she hadn’t found any clues..

Can it be that their objective isn’t the content of the book but the book itself?

She walked to the window and pulled the curtains shut before moving to the bedside table and picking up the box there. Slowly, she felt around the bottom of the box until she found a small, slightly raised piece.. She dug it out, and the bottom of the box opened up.

Freya took out the book and carefully opened the secret compartment.

Half an hour later, Freya held The Compendium of Medical Wisdom in her hands.

Since the content wasn’t the issue, it must be the book itself.

She pinched the pages; they were very thin and lacked any hidden compartments.

paper either. What exactly are these people

The Compendium of Medical

“Who is it?”

from outside the door, urgent and anxious as she pounded

The Compendium of Medical Wisdom

down and tell me slowly!”

Melissa

of what? Please tell

gritted her teeth. “They

mind went blank. “Impossible!”

had a grudge, she would settle it on the spot, at most getting

know, in cases where there’s not at least ninety percent certainty, they wouldn’t arrest someone as a suspect,” Sylvia said desperately. “This situation is very complicated. We need to go to the police station and

nodded. “Okay! Let’s

into the inner pocket of her coat. Without any security measures, she didn’t want to leave it at

headed to the police station where Melissa and Hannah were

first called Freya in for questioning, mostly asking about Melissa’s childhood experiences and

always been timid since she was little. She wouldn’t even dare to kill a

have encountered many cases where the suspects claimed they didn’t even have the courage to kill a chicken, yet they ended up committing dismemberment,” the officer said, glancing at Freya’s pale face. “However, please rest assured that if your sister is not involved in this case, we

of investigations, Freya and Sylvia finally got to

what exactly happened?” Freya asked through the barrier, urgently needing to know the details of the situation that led to such a serious

ran to the railing, wanting to hug Freya, but was separated by

“Frey, Benjamin was murdered!”

boyfriend? But why would the police suspect

school,” Melissa wiped her tears. “The police reviewed the surveillance footage from those days and said that there were no traces of anyone passing by on

evidence. It’s just suspicion,” Freya

her grief. “Frey, how could I have killed Benjamin?! I loved him so much! Yes, we argued the night before, but the next day, he asked me to meet him