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?

couldn’t trace him. He probably had someone helping him. Apart from some unavoidable surveillance, he’s managed to evade most of it. The last known location he was seen

lip and slammed the

these people

instructed Ink to continue digging into the previous surveillance

who killed Benjamin, Melissa’s suspicion had been mostly cleared for

police would come to realize that

issue was the

She hurried to the

quickly changed into casual clothes

wore a stern expression in the living room while Ashley paced anxiously on the side.

them as soon as she descended the stairs.

who was clearly anxious, and then she relaxed a bit

the clues at Swan Lake

Ashley’s hands. “Aunt Ashley, don’t worry too much for now. I found some new clues there today.

the side. “Frey, your mother mentioned that you were attacked while investigating the clues today. Were

anxious. You’ve already done your best, and

Ashley, I completely understand your concerns, especially given what happened to Mel,” Freya consoled in a hushed tone, “And you know, actually, the attack on me today might be a good

understood what Freya meant.

re-investigating the evidence. It

finally let go of her

8 p.m. in Smalzot Yard, a slender figure sat on a black

from him dared not look up to meet his eyes due to their

in the woods?” Radley’s voice carried a compelling force, causing

of them were

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

among them was so frightened that his legs weakened, and his 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

“Where is

roommate! He borrowed it a while ago to take pictures for his

his phone and dialed a