The Schoolgirl Secret Agent

When Yun Jian appeared in front of everyone, everyone present was so shocked that their bodies suddenly trembled.

Who was this girl who suddenly appeared in front of everyone!

Judging from her age, she should not be more than eighteen.

An eighteen-year-old girl actually sent a huge door flying with a kick!

What kind of kick could do that? !

Everyone was shocked by Yun Jian’s kick!

Lin Xingyuan and Zhang Xiaomei were no exception.

But when they reacted, Lin Xingyuan stared at Yun Jian with vigilance and asked, “Who are you? Do you know where this is? How dare you break into a private house!”

Yun Jian raised his head slightly and glanced at Lin Xingyuan from the corner of his eyes. Then, he walked to an inconspicuous corner of the Lin family’s hall -- that was where Lin Jiaoyue’s ashes were placed.

“Security! Security! Chase them out!”Seeing Yun Jian walking toward the place where Lin Jiaoyue’s ashes were placed, Lin Xingyuan shouted in an exaggerated tone.

What Lin Xingyuan was afraid of, of course, was not yun Jian going to the place where Lin Jiaoyue’s ashes were placed. It was because he was frightened by Yun Jian’s kick just now and was afraid that Yun Jian would turn around and deal with him.

Just as Lin Xingyuan was screaming in fear, the wet nurse suddenly gritted her teeth and rushed two steps towards Lin Xingyuan. Then, in front of all the guests, she knelt down in front of Lin Xingyuan:

“Master! I beg you! Today is Yueyue’s last day in the Lin family. Don’t let her leave sadly.

“That little girl should be Yueyue’s friend. Let her send Yueyue through her last journey! I beg you! I beg you, Master!”

The wet nurse could not stop crying. As she kowtowed to Lin Xingyuan, she pleaded loudly.

After all, the wet nurse had been working for the Lin family for decades. In addition, she was his own flesh and blood, so Lin Xingyuan had to nod and agree after listening.

However, just as Lin Xingyuan was about to nod and agree.

“My Dear Yue Yue’s friend, I have seen her too. That woman just kicked down our front door in front of Yue Yue’s mourning hall. She is definitely not Yue Yue’s friend.

“Also, it’s really unlucky to leave the urn in the hall. Dear, Don’t you love me anymore?”Zhang Xiaomei grabbed Lin Xingyuan’s hand and touched Lin Xingyuan’s head with her chest, she was acting coquettishly and flirtatiously.

“Dear, you’re right. Men! Move the urn and those things out! Put them in the back door!”

Hearing Zhang Xiaomei’s coquettish voice, Lin Xingyuan’s lower body tightened. He quickly listened to Zhang Xiaomei’s words and asked people to move Lin Jiaoyue’s urn to the back door.

They didn’t even let Lin Jiaoyue out of the main door of the Lin family.

However, just as Lin Xingyuan finished speaking, a “Ping pong”sound suddenly sounded.

Hearing this sound, everyone looked in one direction --

Not far away from where the sound came from, Yun Jian was already standing in front of Lin Jiaoyue’s ashes box.

However, they only saw the clean butterfly knife directly thrown on the table by Yun Jian. After making a loud noise in this quiet place, it appeared in front of everyone.

When they suddenly saw this clean butterfly knife, everyone’s faces suddenly froze.

Yun Jian was staring at the top of Lin Jiaoyue’s urn. Lin Jiaoyue was smiling brightly in the black and white photo. She said expressionlessly in front of everyone:

“You and I both live in a world where we can’t help ourselves.

“You said that you want to be as powerful as me, and I also want to be as ordinary as you.

“This butterfly knife has followed me for more than ten years.

“The number of souls that died under my butterfly knife was exactly five thousand.

“Now, I’ll give it to you.

“I’ll accept your wish on your behalf