Bangladeshi Spy Assassin
Copyright© 2025 by qiuchengwei30
Chapter 1
Bangladeshi police officer Harris Hossain has recently been living like a forgotten, dusty dessert left in a corner —Mishti Doi
He wasn’t despondent because he couldn’t catch the criminals, but because his fiancée, the beautiful Lakshmi, had abandoned him to become the mistress of a Pakistani tycoon. This deeply saddened him.
「उपপত্নী！mistress！」Harris growled at a bowl of expired Mishti Doi, the Bengali word sounding like a deflated sigh from his lips. “She said my salary only covers a month’s worth of her jasmine oil! She said she’s fed up with the smell of curry and ... and poverty every day!”
Just as he was immersed in this “bankruptcy of love,” an urgent phone call pulled him out of the vortex of frustration and depression.
Police received a tip from Interpol that Gandhi Modi, the mastermind behind the Brahman King group, and his Chinese wife, Datuk Fan Chuanmei, had established a base in Muar, Malaysia, to cultivate marijuana on a large scale. His organization exported the marijuana to Thailand, earning cash to fund his international criminal activities.