The Schoolgirl Secret Agent

Chapter 798 - Found The Address. Who’s Driving?


Chapter 798: Found The Address. Who’s Driving?

Qin Yirou let the matter slide listening to Ge Junjian and continued the walk with the rest snuggled up next to Ge Junjian.

As for Yun Jian, she was sprinting to where Zhang Shaofeng was like a gust of wind.

Speeding to the address Zhang Shaofeng mentioned, Yun Jian saw the guy beside a road with someone standing beside him too. It was their classmate—Zhang Jian.

Initially, the two guys were going to the taekwondo gym of Zhang Shaofeng’s uncle to practice after Chen Xinyi left with the proclaimed talent scout, Zhao Zhengmin, upon meeting him at the school gate.

Other than mealtime, Zhang Shaofeng diligently went to train in the taekwondo gym alone every Saturday. Since Chen Xinyi said that she did not need his company today, he had gone to the taekwondo gym for practice as a matter of course.

With Zhang Jian as his disciple now, Zhang Shaofeng called him along on Saturdays as well. This way, he would not feel lonely during his practice.

Since he had waited for Chen Xinyi’s call in vain after so long in the taekwondo gym, Zhang Shaofeng was getting anxious, so he took the initiative to call Chen Xinyi. However, no one picked up.

Despite being doubtful, Zhang Shaofeng did not actually relate it to being anything bad. When he had continuously called Chen Xinyi over 20 times but she was not answering, it was only then he panicked. Grabbing Zhang Jian to leave, he called Yun Jian as he ran.

This was because Chen Xinyi and Zhang Shaofeng had reached the agreement that she would call him regardless of what happened once she arrived at Beiguang Model Agency to keep in touch.

What else could it mean when Chen Xinyi was not calling back and not picking up her phone either?

“M-master, w-what do w-we do?” Zhang Shaofeng was already stuttering from the distress, running over with Zhang Jian once he espied Yun Jian.

When he called Yun Jian just now, fear was already lingering within him but he forced himself to keep his composure and relay everything he knew.

“Calm down,” Yun Jian told him and pulled out her phone to call Gu Sha Mercenaries’ intelligence department.

The last time Qin Yirou went missing, it was an individual that was impossible for Gu Sha Mercenaries’ intelligence department to keep an eye on. This time, she was looking for a company, Beiguang Model Agency.

Not too long after Yun Jian asked, the intel department had given her an address and sent all the information regarding the model agency to Yun Jian’s phone.

“It’s at 67, Shizi Street, East Avenue of Longmen City. We need about an hour to walk there from here. You’ve got a car?” Yun Jian asked Zhang Shaofeng.

Zhang Jian was simply baffled. It was because they did not know where Beiguang Model Agency was that Zhang Shaofeng called Yun Jian helplessly. How did his grandmaster find out the particular location of the model agency just through one phone call?

“Yes, I stay nearby. We have a Volkswagen Santana at home,” Zhang Shaofeng said.

“Lead the way, we run there!” Yun Jian said, knowing that they could not waste another second.

Zhang Shaofeng understood it swiftly while Zhang Jian’s reaction was speedy too.

When the three of them arrived at Zhang Shaofeng’s house, Zhang Jian who was heaving but basically kept up with them thought of another issue—all three of them here were underage; who was going to drive?

“Master, key.” Zhang Shaofeng bolted through the door to grab the key and tossed it to Yun Jian.

“Get in!” Yun Jian ordered and slipped into the driver’s seat.

Zhang Jian followed Zhang Shaofeng into the car blearily as well. Just as he got seated and the door was only half-closed, Zhang Jian watched with a terrorized gaze as Yun Jian had already started the engine and stepped on the accelerator, the car zooming out like a rocket.

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