I Transmigrated into Yan Shuangying’s Spy Thriller, and It’s All Up to Your Imagination

I transmigrated into Yan Shuangying, and I panicked.

Where’s the System? Where’s my golden finger? I’ve even lost my memories!

I joined the Guangfu Society to stay alive, but my “incredible luck” got me hailed as a strategic-level agent.

I said, “Let’s look into it some more,” and they said I was playing the long game.

I got nervous and had an upset stomach, and they said I was shouldering the pressure alone.

The day I became chairman, my hand shook and I dropped my gun. Everyone saluted: “Look how little he cares about power!”

Years later, the declassified files read:

“Hidden Edge. Mission completion: impossible to assess.”

“Note: He may still have no idea what he did.”