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Help...My Wife is a Spy

The first time they met, she was a clueless nurse at the hospital... The second time they met, she was a bartender at his favorite bar... The third time they met, she was his brother's love interest... He didn't know what she'd be the fourth time they met, but he had to make her his wife... --- Halia was a simple cadet when she was suddenly asked to be the subject of a new secret government technology that gave her access to the memories and knowledge of other people. With this technology, she manages to hunt down a serial killer and befriend a gangster. But, what other dangers will it attract? Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Yunyi · Sci-fi
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425 Chs

Decoding The Tattoo

"Errr...what's going on in here?" Jackson asked again as he looked around the room.

Natalie was seated on the sofa eating a stick of tanghulu, candied fruit that originated from China, while Sean was holding down a middle-aged man in a chair, and Halia was tying some rope around him. Did these guys kidnap someone? Why?

Jackson analyzed the man in the chair. He had a mask hanging from one ear, which originally covered his mouth and nose, but had been replaced by a strip of tape. He had a cap on and he was wearing all-black. If anything, he seemed more like a kidnapper. How did the kidnapper get kidnapped instead?

"We were having lunch when I noticed this guy had followed us all the way from the hotel," Halia explained. "I don't know why people dress in black when they don't want to be noticed. It stands out so much!" she shrugged.

Jackson furrowed his brows, "He followed you all the way from the hotel?"