Little Sweet Wife in the Eighty-Old Courtyard

Song Yunuan asked in confusion: "Why? I just came here. Except for the few people just now, I don't know anyone else."

The curly-haired woman rolled her eyes, "Then how do I know? You have offended someone, right?"

Song Yunuan: "Tell me what that person looks like?"

The young man immediately said: "You can't see his face. He is wearing glasses and a mask, a blue tunic suit, and rubber shoes. His accent is the local accent. He said this on purpose, right?"

People in this era are not used to wearing masks.

Moreover, if anyone wears a mask in the summer, wouldn’t that be a sin?

In a corner not far from the museum, Lao Qi and Lao Dou were talking openly.

I have already taken off my mask.

Because wearing a mask actually attracts more attention.

The speaker was Lao Dou, a man with a sinister look on his face: "...Song Yunuan's seventeen-year growth profile doesn't seem to be anything special."

"Those people I know are nothing to be afraid of. No matter if she is lost or dead, who would go to all the trouble to find her?"

"It's just that what I don't quite understand is, why did you want to alert the enemy?"

Lao Qi did not come alone.

He took four people with him.

At this time, two of them went to Nanshan County.

Song Yunuan's itinerary was not kept secret. Knowing that she had come to the provincial capital and that the train would arrive at the station at a specific time, Lao Qi was originally in the provincial capital to investigate Song Yunuan's past seventeen years in the provincial capital compound. After knowing it, he He started following him from the station to the Education Committee compound, and then waited for Song Yunuan to go out, then followed him. When he saw the direction Song Yunuan was going, he got off the car midway and arrived at the gate of the museum in advance.

Lao Qi is forty-five years old this year. He grew up among beggars when he was a child. Later, Shangguan Heng took him away and raised him with good food and drink. He taught them many things.

But at the same time, Shangguan Heng was ruthless.

It can be said that he kills without blinking an eye.

And I like whipping the most. There is a whip, which is said to be made of a hundred-year-old dragon skin, with a red bell on it. The scars caused by that whip are not only difficult to heal, but also appear when the weather is wet. Bone-piercing pain.

Lao Qi and Lao Dou were both trained by Shangguan Heng and were the most loyal to him. Not to mention that over the years, they had received funds from Shangguan Heng through certain channels.

Lao Qi felt that everyone, including Shangguan Yunqi, had underestimated Shangguan Heng's ruthless character and his unwillingness to give up until his goals were achieved.

Especially now that he is older, he seems to be getting worse.

Song Yunuan, she definitely couldn't run away.

As for Xia Xindong, he will keep him for the time being.

Shangguan Heng will inform them of what to do next.

So this time Lao Qi received two tasks.

One was ordered by Shangguan Heng.

The other one was that Shangguan Yunqi asked him to deal with Song Yunuan.

There are too many ways to deal with a seventeen-year-old girl without anyone noticing.

For Lao Qi, it was a trivial matter.

He mainly received Shangguan Heng's order and took this opportunity to investigate Xia Xindong's location, family and friends.

Now they have mastered Song Yunuan's seventeen years of experience in the provincial capital compound.

This is not worth mentioning.

Because the attitude of the Qin family is very clear, after the exchange, they will go back to their own way, and they will never interact with each other until death.

So even if something happened to Song Yunuan, the provincial capital compound would not intervene.

Then Song Yunuan knew Mr. Lin from the museum and Mr. Hu, the former president of the University of Technology.

It is said that both of them were hired back.

But they did not find out how they knew each other specifically.

Song Yunuan got out of the car, led her brother this way, and then stood in front of the doorman.

No queue?

Lao Qi is cunning and experienced, and he can come up with a solution within a few seconds.

It was easy to tell who was the most greedy for money among the crowd, so they targeted the curly-haired woman.

Promise to give her ten dollars if she shouts these words. Just give her the money and guarantee there won't be any trouble later. He wasn't afraid of the curly-haired woman telling him.

Because there is no point in telling him, no one can find him.

It turned out that it was indeed the case.

Then he also got some information from what Mr. Lin just said.

That is to say, the relationship between Song Yunuan and Mr. Lin is indeed unusual.

Probably because of the tomb of Emperor Kang.

As for whether he is a scumbag or a top student, Lao Qi doesn't care at all.

Lao Qi said: "I just want to test her depth. Now it seems that this Song Yunuan has something. We should be careful and not act rashly."

Lao Dou nodded: "Nowadays, we are becoming more and more relaxed, and the exchanges between the two sides are more frequent than before. Can those antiques be moved?"

Lao Qi narrowed his eyes: "Wait for the big boss's instructions."

That batch of antiques could not be taken out at that time, but I did not want to donate those mud legs for nothing.

So, he hid on the spot.

Only Lao Qi and Lao Dou know where they are hiding. They both have very good jobs. One is a buyer at a steel factory and the other is a buyer at a food factory.

In this day and age, when traveling, you can go anywhere as long as you have a letter of introduction.

As for where it is, I won’t tell you, and it will be difficult for others to investigate.

Without big data and monitoring, it would be like if a trafficker snatched a child and put him on a train, he would probably never be found.

When you let go, you can definitely move more freely.

Lao Qi can also speak the dialects of several places.

That's why the curly-haired woman said he was a local.

Lao Qi and Lao Dou discussed it, and then the two of them stood in the corner, waiting for Song Yunuan and Song Mingsheng to come out.

At this time, the curly woman had already taken her son to the exhibition hall.

Holding thirty yuan in his hand, he was ecstatic.

Maybe he felt a little sorry, so before leaving, he told Song Yunuan a discovery he had just remembered.

The man who taught her to say this had a wide silver ring on his thumb.

Song Yunuan thanked the curly-haired woman with a smile and led her younger brother to follow Mr. Lin to the reference room.

Only then did Mr. Lin ask what was going on?

Song Yunuan told him what the curly-haired woman told her.

No matter what Mr. Lin thought, he couldn't think of going anywhere further.

He still reminded Song Yunuan to be careful. Although he was hit again and again, the kidnapper couldn't be beaten at all.

Song Yunuan said: "Only those who buy will sell. As long as there are people who want to buy a wife and children, it will never be possible to prevent this kind of thing."

"So you and Asheng should be careful and don't go out at night. I'll take you back to the guest house later."

Song Yunuan agreed.

After sorting out the information with Mr. Lin for a while and adding some supplements, Mr. Lin actually issued her a work permit.

When he entered the office just now, he ordered it to be done for Song Yunuan.

Mr. Lin asked Song Yunuan if he had a one-inch photo. If not, he could go to the photo studio to take one tomorrow morning, and then come back in the afternoon to stamp it.

There was indeed a one-inch photo in Song Yunuan's shoulder bag, so Senior Lin handed the stamped work permit to Song Yunuan.

Song Yunuan smiled and put away her work permit. This was really good, so she asked Lin Lao about building a school.

Mr. Lin smiled and said: "Let nature take its course, and you will naturally seek kindness and be kind."

Song Yunuan's eyes lit up, this is what it means to be inseparable, right?

I will update two chapters today to make a transition. See you tomorrow~