Chapter 28 - Mission Accepted (1/2)

”So? Will you accept this mission?” the captain asked.

Halia wanted to say no; she didn't want to catch Jackson Wu. Even though they didn't know each other well, it felt like a betrayal on her end. But, she was an officer of the law and he was a criminal. Plus, she was getting the opportunity to work with the SPU: a unit of the police that she had always dreamed of joining. If Jackson didn't do anything wrong, then she had no reason to catch him, right?

At that moment, a thought came to her mind: perhaps, she could convince him to give up on his life of crime...

But, who was she kidding? Who did she think she was? Why would an arms dealer give up on a lucrative business because of her?

Even though she knew this, she still felt like it was worth a try. Perhaps, it was the only way she could save him and repay him for what he had done.

So, Halia stood up and gave the captain a salute, ”Mission accepted.”

”Welcome to the SPU,” the captain said as he saluted back.

...

Just like Dr. Li explained last time, the surgery this time was a lot faster and easier because they didn't have to do anything to Halia except put her to sleep. However, they still had to access the SPU advisor's brain, so that was where most of the time was spent.

The SPU advisor was a former professor of mechanical and chemical engineering. He wasn't actually an officer, rather, he was a contractor that was called in during emergencies when the SPU lacked the skills to identify a weapon or diffuse a high tech bomb. With the advisor's extensive knowledge, Halia definitely had the skills that Jackson desired. But, she still needed to get close to him and sell him her story.

Just like Sara's memories, the advisor's knowledge would disappear in 3 months, but unlike memories, knowledge was immediate.

So, as soon as Halia woke up, the captain walked over to her and handed her a gun. Halia looked down at the gun and smiled. If someone asked her what model this gun was yesterday, she wouldn't of been able to tell them. But now, as though she had done it a million times before, she disassembled the gun with one hand. She then looked at the captain with a surprised smile.

The captain was impressed.

”Let's go meet your handler...”