Female Campus Agent

Apparently Yun Jian had followed Qin Yirou to the vegetable market to buy vegetables on the previous few trips, and the female boss already knew Yun Jian.

She saw Yun Jian from a distance, because there was no one picking vegetables in front of the female boss's stall, so the female boss saw Yun Jian from a distance, and couldn't help but ask.

"My mother has been here?" Yun Jian asked with raised eyebrows.

Despite Yun Jian's calm expression, as if nothing had happened, in fact Yun Jian's heart was already filled with the word panic.

She never thought that Qin Yirou would disappear even when she went out to buy groceries.

Of course, if it was someone from the Liehuo organization who had not wiped out the whole thing at that time and captured Qin Yirou, or a big shot in the world captured Qin Yirou, Yun Jian was sure that she would not have known about it.

Because Yun Jian has spies all over the world, once that group of people makes any noise, she will definitely be able to wipe out that group of people before they can do anything.

This can prove that Qin Yirou must not have been captured by the Agni Organization and other people who had a grudge against her.

As for Longmen City, if Qin Yirou is really captured and hidden, it will be difficult for Yun Jian to find her.

So it is impossible to say that Yun Jian is not nervous at this moment.

If that didn't work, she would directly send all the members of the Ancient Killing Mercenary Group over. She would turn Longmen City upside down and dig deep to find Qin Yirou!

"Didn't we just come here? It happened about thirty or forty minutes ago!" The female boss looked at Yun Jian, she silently calculated in her heart, and then said.

"Thank you." Yun Jian thanked the female boss and was about to turn around and leave.

"Hey, have you ever heard of the boss's plastic processing factory in Longmen City?"

"Is that the time-honored plastic processing factory on Chengdong Street? Of course I've heard of it. It's said that the boss of that plastic processing factory is already worth millions. In our Longmen City, he's pretty famous!"

"Hey, you said that if our daughter marries the boss of the plastic processing factory, wouldn't she be marrying a money tree? Guess what? I heard that the wife of the boss of the plastic processing factory is having an affair with her former classmate Yes, it was revealed during the class reunion!"

"Tsk...Is this true or false?"

"Can what I said be false? This matter has been confirmed for sure. Not two days ago, the boss of the plastic processing factory immediately kicked out this ignorant woman. I heard that No benefit was given to this shameless woman!"

"Bah, I think this woman deserves it! She deserves to have a good life, but she still deserves to be divorced if she insists on hooking up with men!"

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The older women are the first to sell vegetables in the vegetable market.

When no one is buying food in front of the stall, these old ladies will chat with the old ladies at the stall next to them.

Yun Jian happened to be standing here, but she happened to hear the chatter of the two old ladies, and she blinked slightly.

In fact, the topic these two old ladies talked about has spread throughout Longmen City, so it is not surprising that Yun Jian can hear it here.

However, what attracted Yun Jian's attention was not that the topic was shocking.

But...

If I guessed correctly, the high school classmate Yang Weiting who stopped Qin Yirou at the door of the bridal shop last week was the hostess of this topic.

Because when he entered the bridal shop, Dong Ruan casually mentioned that Yang Weiting was too conceited. During the class reunion, she had been bragging that her husband was the boss of a plastic processing factory in Longmen City.

Yun Jian naturally remembered.

What concerned Yun Jian was that from what these two old ladies said, Yang Weiting had been divorced?

Not long after she was divorced, Qin Yirou came to the market to buy groceries alone and disappeared on the way home. Isn't this too much of a coincidence?