Shen Qinglan found out about Zhao Jiaqing's death three days later, along with the news that Qin Yan had disappeared.
"An, I've already checked, there are no immigration records for Qin Yan, nor any information on train or bus tickets. It's as if this person has vanished from the face of the earth."
Vanished from the face of the earth? Shen Qinglan pondered quietly, "Isn't vanishing something we can manage too?"
Jin Enxi immediately understood, "You mean she left under another identity?"
"Yes, don't forget, this woman has always been no simple character, she just slipped away anonymously," Shen Qinglan said indifferently, "Since she has already left, let's not pursue this matter further."
"I'll look into it again, I might have been looking in the wrong direction before. Now, changing the direction, I might just figure it out," Jin Enxi didn't want to give up. Qin Yan had piqued her intense curiosity, and without unveiling her veil, she couldn't get her out of her mind.
