Marriage Contract Secret Agent

Marriage Contract Secret Agent
Carry out Mission



Arran used a pure alcohol liquid commonly used to treat wounds in patients. Alcohol has a good effect besides on its own bad side.


Unfortunately, the ink that was on Dallas' face was not easily removed with the pure alcohol he had today. There are special medications to remove it.


"I'm going to ask someone in the lab to make the cleaner. Or ... You can come to your wife to remove it. There's no way he's got this thing but it doesn't have a duster."


"Why do you think Chezy has this thing?"


"Don't you say he's from Country K?"


Dallas nodded.


"Country K is a developed country that has a myriad of technologies. Not inferior to this country or any other country. Regarding the development of goods, they are more advanced and more effective. No wonder ink like this can appear in the hands of your wife," explained Arran wiser.


"By the way, we don't have anything like this. It would be great if we had it. I'll order some for other needs" Arran said.


"Yes." Yeah." Dallas agreed.


He could only be patient with this picture of the cat's whiskers for some time.


"I heard, Boss, you're developing a new weapon?" whispered Arran.


"Miley's plan was very good this time and I asked for it without pay" Dallas replied.


"How is it possible? Miley gave it away for free?"


"This time is for the sake of the cooperation of two groups."


"Didn't he work under the government?"


"My work is also for the government. Nothing's wrong."


You are very good at playing with the mountain tiger, Inner Arran.


"So how's it going now?" ask Arran again.


"Not too fast." Dallas squinted.


"If the weapon is successfully developed, you will get a big contribution" Arran said.


"I don't care about this. I just want to root out the organization of serial killers that is currently rampant. But they are very good at playing. We need a strategy."


"Then if you work on the third floor, how is your wife now? Why don't you let him go on holiday abroad first?"


"Don't worry about this. He moved into the apartment for two months. There's plenty of time to design the weapon."


"Tumben you're kind?"


This is where Assistant Jill explains what happened over the past week. Chezy extorts Miley's money of a million dollars and wins all the challenges of the noble ladies at the royal family's dinner.


Chezy asked to stay in the apartment for a month and Dallas agreed if he won the challenge. Not to mention, Miley also had to give up a million dollars if Chezy won.


Good thing another month ... Jill's assistant doesn't know. It's sudden.


"Boss, are you able to survive two months without touching your wife?" goda Arran immediately chuckled. He sipped his coffee again.


"You'll find out after you get married!" Dallas scoffs.


"Puffh" Arran almost sprayed the coffee that had not yet entered his throat.


Dallas must have deliberately insinuated it because it was still single.


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Marine and Hadwin can finally get together again with Chezy who has been at the Dallas house lately. The three immediately discussed their next plan.


Marine has been getting a lot of information from various private detectives about a group of hitmen who are now roaming the Country A.


"We must speed up the movement immediately. I didn't expect them to actually kill a lot of important people. Their goal is clearly not just for personal gain" Marine explained.


"We have killed several people from their group secretly. Fortunately not found. I'm sure this will make them more vigilant" Hadwin added, giving Chezy a detailed report.


The woman sat down and enjoyed a cup of tea. Her body was still a little sore and she was wearing a more covered dress today. Marine doesn't have to ask the problem. He knew what Chezy had hidden in his body.


"Where did you kill them?"


"In a few different locations. But there is no CCTV or anything like that. So secure. The bullets we used weren't from Country K either, so they shouldn't be suspicious at all." Hadwin.


In Country A there are many groups or organizations. Whether it's a mobster, a robber, a rapist or an antisocial. All kinds exist. So before they suspect the people from Country K should check out some of the groups in the country first.


"We found their nest branch. It's just a small group. But ... There's a tenth rank hit man on the list of hit men in the world. It's a bit troublesome. Chezy, do you want to handle it?" ask Marine.


"If we don't handle it, should we contact the headquarters?" The brown-eyed woman asked back.


"Yes. But this will also set off a wave for those serial killers." The marine is helpless.


"I can go tonight. I want to check it out first. You don't have to come." Chezy strengthened his decision.


Marine widens eyes. "Don't be crazy!"


"I'm not gonna make a fuss. Don'worry. You know my skills all along."


"But ..." Marine still disagrees.


Hadwin calmed the Marine down and looked at Chezy. "We'll wait not far from there. If you don't return within the allotted time, we'll catch up."


"Agreed."


Chezy nodded. He looked back at the information paper provided by the Marine.


Chezy ended up making some simple plans that neither of them understood.


Marine and Hadwin stared at each other and shrugged. Genius is different, both thought.


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During the night, Chezy takes out her tight-fitting black clothes from a secret suitcase she always hides in the apartment. Black clothes made of quality rubber material that is very light and easy to move in small places. It also does not make much noise like ordinary clothes.


She also wears a cat mask, has her hair curled as thin as possible and then wears a blonde wig. Wearing gloves, knee-length leather shoes to pocket daggers and pistols on the right and left sides of his waist.


Hadwin is already playing with the apartment security center program. He is ready to operate at any time.


"Are you ready?" ask Marine.


Chezy nodded.


Marine flashes at Hadwin.


The man smiled and typed something on his laptop keyboard. "Let's start ...!" He also pressed the enter button.


At the same time, the apartment building was suddenly pitch black.