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?

it. The last known location he was seen was in a development. zone in the North Geft district. It’s an area full of demolished houses with barely any people, let

the table in frustration. “Not

movements of these people left her

Ink to continue digging into the previous surveillance

real culprit who killed Benjamin, Melissa’s suspicion had been

in gray today, the police would come

only remaining issue was the physical evidence.

pondered this, the sound of a vehicle pulling up downstairs caught her attention. She hurried to the window and took a look. It was

casual clothes and

a stern expression in the living room

Noah.” Freya greeted them as soon as she descended the stairs.

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

your mother that you investigated the clues at

much for now. I found some new clues

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

hearing that. “I’m sorry, Frey. I was too anxious. You’ve already done your best, and I shouldn’t have pressured you

happened to Mel,” Freya consoled in a hushed tone, “And you know, actually, the attack on me today

understood what Freya

re-investigating the evidence.

go of

Yard, a slender figure sat on a black

three people across from him dared not look

the woods?” Radley’s voice carried a compelling

of them were

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

was so frightened that his legs weakened, and his voice quivered as he responded, “Sir, it’s not that we don’t want to

gaze turned cold. “Where

“It’s with my roommate! He borrowed it a while ago

grabbed his phone and