Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 717:

Connor’s eyes widened in shock. “They actually used the muscle relaxant?”

Among mercenaries, the muscle relaxant was famous. Black Snake had created it—a powerful sedative that could incapacitate even a lion with ease.

Black Snake was known for her exceptional combat skills and her prowess in creating and using drugs. Her concoctions were almost legendary.

This particular muscle relaxant was especially well-regarded. Black Snake rarely used this drug. It was said that the ingredients were incredibly expensive, and she had a strict code—only using it against the most dangerous foes.

Given that Burnet was drunk and had no history with Black Snake, it seemed unlikely she would deploy such a potent drug against him.

Connor’s eyes narrowed with skepticism. “Are you absolutely certain it was the muscle relaxant created by Black Snake?”

Burnet responded without hesitation, “I wasn’t sure until I connected it with your wife. How would I have linked it back to her otherwise?”

He didn’t delve into specifics. He had first discovered that Marissa had worked with Silver Fox in beating him up. Then he found out he had been poisoned by the muscle relaxant, leading him to deduce Marissa was Black Snake.

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Burnet was really shocked by this discovery.

Given that Marissa was the formidable Black Mallow at the Doomsday Base, it wasn’t shocking to learn she was also Black Snake.

After all, the chief instructor of Doomsday Base carried slightly more influence than Black Snake.

After uncovering that Marissa was Black Snake, Burnet traced the details and confirmed that Connor’s wife couldn’t be Tiffany from the Nash family.

Tiffany had lived most of her life in Blebert. It was possible that she was Only, the renowned painter, and Black Mallow, the chief instructor of the Doomsday Base. But she couldn’t possibly be Black Snake.

Black Snake was known for being constantly on missions, a schedule that didn’t align with Tiffany’s life in the least.

Burnet now understood why Connor, usually so aloof, was captivated by his wife. She wasn’t the Tiffany he remembered but an extraordinary woman in her own right.

This revelation only intensified Burnet’s curiosity. If Connor’s wife wasn’t Tiffany, who was she? What was her real name and background? And why did she resemble Tiffany so much?

Before Burnet could ask, Connor interrupted, “Even if you traced the muscle relaxant to Black Snake, how did you figure out that Black Snake is my wife?”noveldrama

Regarding Connor’s question, Burnet let out a chuckle and cleared his throat. “Ahem!”

He then explained, “Your wife’s close friend, White Mallow, used a muscle relaxant on me in my hotel room, assaulted me, and then took me to a street, planning to continue there.

However, she soon realized she had the wrong person and, in her confusion, reached out to your wife for help. I was partially conscious during their discussion on how to resolve the situation and overheard everything they said.”

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