My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Freya glanced at the task interface on the forum.

Several people had already accepted the task she had previously posted on the forum, so they should be investigating it by now.

She sighed softly. Despite so many people taking on the task, the investigation had yet to progress.

What exactly was that hidden organization up to?

Before Freya sat on the bed, she rummaged through her room and took out a bottle of pain relief ointment. Then, she applied the ointment and gently massaged her right shoulder.

After about an hour, Ink sent a message back.

Ink: I’ve checked the map. The wall he climbed over connects two large city blocks, and both blocks have surveillance cameras.

Freya looked at the dozens of pictures sent by Ink.

Ink: Based on the approximate timeframe you provided, along with analyzing the pedestrians’ walking postures and carried items, I’ve narrowed the list to these dozens of individuals. Take a look and see if any -of them look familiar.

Freya frowned as she examined the pictures.

These images from Ink were not only from the surveillance cameras in the two city blocks. Some were clearly screenshots taken from hacked surveillance cameras of small shops on the street. So, the image resolution was not particularly high.

After a few rounds of selection, she locked onto two people.

One appeared to be a pregnant woman, while the other was a man in a suit carrying a briefcase.

Freya sent the photos back to Ink: Help me investigate these two people.

With just two targets, a skilled hacker like Ink could swiftly handle it. In just a few minutes, he replied with two video clips.

Freya didn’t open them yet and asked: What’s the situation?

Ink: If you’re sure that one of these two people is the one who attacked you, then it’s likely the man in the suit. The other person, the pregnant woman, lives nearby and works as a civil servant. She is indeed pregnant and is currently on maternity leave.

Freya’s gaze focused on the man in the suit: Have you managed to track his whereabouts?

known location he was

slammed the table in frustration.

of these people left

continue digging into

hadn’t yet caught the real culprit who killed Benjamin, Melissa’s suspicion had been mostly cleared for now.

appearance of the man in gray today, the police would come to realize that

issue was

vehicle pulling up downstairs caught her attention. She hurried to the window and took a look. It

casual

expression in the living room while Ashley paced

them as

looked up at Freya, who was clearly anxious, and then she relaxed a bit

your mother that you investigated the clues at Swan Lake today. How

Ashley, don’t worry too much for now. I found some new clues there today. I promise

sighed on the side. “Frey, your mother mentioned that you were attacked

too anxious. You’ve already done your best, and I shouldn’t

consoled in a hushed

what Freya

re-investigating the evidence.

go of her anxiety.

p.m. in Smalzot Yard, a slender figure sat on a black leather sofa in the dimly lit living room.

and the three people across from him dared not look up

the camera in the woods?” Radley’s voice carried a compelling force, causing the legs. of the

all three of them were brought

of silence, Radley narrowed his eyes. “You don’t want

voice quivered as he responded, “Sir, it’s not that we don’t want to say, but we genuinely don’t know which woods you’re referring to. Um, but I do have

gaze turned cold. “Where is your camera?”

roommate! He borrowed it a while ago to

phone and