Chapter 271 Lin Wan'er used a secret to gain immense power!

Beijing Military Region Guesthouse.

Su Yue put down the phone, walked to the window, and looked at the lush sycamore tree in the yard.

Qin Zheng had just told Lin Wan'er about her hunger strike on the phone.

Su Yue's intuition told her that something was wrong.

A woman as selfish as Lin Wan'er would never easily seek death.

She must have been absolutely certain that she could use what she had to save her life to do this.

What is her biggest trump card?

It wasn't Qin Zheng, it wasn't Vice Minister Wang, and it certainly wasn't any shady conspiracy or trickery.

It was her incredible memory of her "past life"!

Su Yue's heart sank little by little.

She could use her intelligence and shrewdness to manipulate Lin Wan'er in business and in interpersonal relationships.

But what if Lin Wan'er were to release a major intelligence from the "future" that could affect the fate of the nation?

For example, a sudden war, a major natural disaster, the life or death of a key figure...

At that time, what will Su Yue's personal grievances matter in the face of national interests?

This is Lin Wan'er's most ruthless killing move!

She wanted to use her greatest secret to bind herself firmly to this country, turning herself into someone that Su Yue couldn't touch and dared not touch!

Therefore, Su Yue asked the Qin family to put pressure on them.

She needed to know what Lin Wan'er's trump card was.

...

The interrogation room, which had been specially modified, was brightly lit.

Lin Wan'er was helped to sit on the cold iron chair.

After a few days apart, she had become emaciated, her face as pale as paper, and the oversized prison uniform hung loosely on her body, as if a gust of wind could blow her over.

She washed away all her makeup, restoring her delicate, innocent, and pitiful appearance.

Director Qian sat opposite her with an air of authority, with two heavily armed guards standing behind him.

"Speak," Director Qian said, his tone devoid of any warmth. "You'd better have some earth-shattering secret, otherwise, your crime will be compounded."

Lin Wan'er weakly raised her head, looked at him, and smiled softly.

That smile carried a hint of pity and a touch of mystery, as if she were not a prisoner, but a goddess who knew the secrets of heaven.

"Director Qian, what I'm saying isn't a secret, it's a warning."

"One week later, on the evening of August 15th, the Mid-Autumn Festival, a military operation codenamed 'Red Scorpion' will be launched on the southwestern border. The enemy will deploy a reinforced regiment, disguised as local armed forces, with their main attack direction being Hill 312, which we are stationed on. Their goal is to seize the hill and create an opening for a subsequent large-scale conflict."

She finished speaking in one breath, every detail crystal clear: the operation code name, troop deployment, main attack direction, and timeline, down to the last detail.

After saying that, she lowered her head and coughed violently, as if her words had exhausted all her life force.

The interrogation room fell into a deathly silence.

The impatience and contempt on Director Qian's face had long since disappeared, replaced by undisguised horror.

This information is far too specific and far too detailed!

It's so detailed that it's impossible for it to be fabricated!

He stood up abruptly, said nothing, and strode out of the interrogation room.

Outside the door, he immediately picked up the encrypted phone and reported the intelligence he had just received to the highest level without missing a single word.

An unseen storm quietly began to rise under the night sky of the capital.

The military's highest command headquarters was brightly lit throughout the night.

Countless commands were issued from here, flying to the distant southwestern border.

The most elite reconnaissance forces were urgently mobilized, including high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft and ground infiltration teams; all eyes were focused on that seemingly peaceful jungle.

One hour.

Two hours.

Time passed by, second by second.

At four o'clock in the morning, an encrypted telegram marked "Urgent" was delivered to the command post.

The telegram contained very little information.

"There are indeed signs of large-scale, unusual troop movements in the border region. Their assembly direction and movement trajectory are highly consistent with the intelligence provided by Lin Wan'er!"

boom!

Everyone in the command center stood up.

It's true!

The female prisoner's "prophecy" actually came true!

"Adjust the deployment immediately!"

"Order the 'Eagle' unit to advance into the ambush positions on the flank of Hill 312 ahead of schedule!"

"Notify the Air Force to switch reconnaissance aircraft to combat-ready configuration and be ready to take off for support at any time!"

"Let's turn the tables on them and prepare a pocket for them to crawl into!"

A series of resolute and swift orders were issued.

A vast net, woven by the Republic's most elite soldiers, has quietly been unfurled on the southwestern border.

At the same time, an order directly signed by the highest levels of the military was also delivered to Director Qian.

"Effective immediately, the death sentence for the criminal Lin Wan'er is suspended."

"Transfer him to Qincheng Prison for the highest level of solitary confinement, to await the final outcome of the 'prophecy'."

When Lin Wan'er was taken away from the interrogation room and put into a bulletproof car with its windows completely sealed, there was no joy on her face.

There was only a numb, complacent calm, a sense that the plan had succeeded.

This news was immediately relayed to Su Yue through Qin Zheng.

Su Yue stood by the window of the guesthouse, watching the sky gradually lighten with the first hint of dawn, and remained silent for a long time.

There was no anger or resentment in her heart.

There was only a bone-chilling cold.

She finally understood.

Lin Wan'er is like an unkillable cockroach.

You may think you've crushed her underfoot, but in the blink of an eye, she can find a crack in the dirtiest corner, crawl out again, and become even more troublesome than before.

This ticking time bomb buried right next to her was a hundred times harder to defuse than she had imagined.

A week flew by in the tense waiting.

August 16th, early morning.

A red, encrypted phone rang urgently in Su Yue's room.

Su Yue answered the phone; it was Gu Beichen.

His voice carried a hint of barely suppressed passion.

"Yueyue, good news! A great victory in the Southwest!"

"Using precise intelligence, we annihilated an entire reinforced enemy regiment with zero casualties, thwarting their plot and achieving the most significant military victory on the border in recent years!"

This news struck Su Yue like a heavy blow.

Lin Wan'er performed a remarkable feat.

At this moment, her fate took a dramatic turn.