Sang Feiyu readily agreed and asked, "Did I help you when I called you today?"
"Yes, you helped us a lot."
Sang Feiyu was very happy when he heard this.
But she was still happy and did not forget to ask one thing, "Will my knowledge of Russian have any impact on you and me?"
You know, except for foreign invaders and intelligence agencies, ordinary people who know Russian will be suspected of "worshiping the Soviet Union" or "collaborating with foreign countries."
Russian was only promoted on a large scale during the Sino-Soviet "honeymoon period" in the 1950s.
Ning Zhiyuan was also worried about this problem, so he sought help from Commander Qin.
"Commander Qin said he would write a report to explain the situation."
"But you still have to be prepared to accept the organization's investigation."
Sang Feiyu took a deep breath. She knew she would face this situation.
But this was a choice she made after careful consideration, and she would bear the consequences no matter what they might be.
Ning Zhiyuan suddenly asked, "Are you willing to tell Commander Qin that you know Russian just for me?"
Sang Feiyu answered without hesitation: "Yes."
"When you first told me about the letter, I was selfishly thinking about myself and chose to hide it from you."
"Later, I heard that you were out on a mission, and I was worried that if no one could translate the contents of the letter, it would affect your judgment and choice of combat strategy. After thinking it over again and again, I am sure that if you sacrificed yourself for this, I would live in guilt for the rest of my life."
"Zhiyuan, you are a very important person to me in this world. You are as important to me as my grandparents."
Ning Zhiyuan said nothing and just hugged her in his arms. Sang Feiyu heard his pounding heartbeat, as if responding to her words.
…
When Sang Feiyu woke up today, it was already eight o'clock in the morning.
It was Ning Zhiyuan who came personally to wake her up. She had to help with translation today, so she couldn't stay in bed.
Sang Feiyu remembered her original plan for today and could only secretly write a small note and put it in the space. She believed that her grandparents would understand her.
As for Lu Xuan's mother Li Aihong, maybe she will have a chance to meet her in the future.
Sang Feiyu quickly got up, washed, ate a simple boiled egg and went to the interrogation room.
As soon as she pushed the door open, she heard the people inside complaining, "The red-haired devil is chattering away, I don't even know what he's talking about."
When the other party saw Sang Feiyu come in, he quickly interrupted the conversation.
"Comrade Sang, I'm sorry to bother you today."
"It's not a problem. It's my duty." Sang Feiyu hurriedly went behind the two interrogators to prepare for translation.
One of the interrogators found that she had no stool, so he quickly went out and brought one for her, "Comrade Sang, please sit down."
"Yes, thank you."
The interrogation began in an orderly manner. Sang Feiyu calmly translated for both sides. Whenever she translated for our army, her tone was so sonorous and powerful.
She knew that although she was just a translator, she represented our side!
Even the staff member in charge of the interrogation couldn't help but sigh afterwards, "She is a good candidate to work in our organization."
After finishing his translation work, Sang Feiyu went home without stopping.
Zhao Hui felt her call and hurried out to find a deserted place to take the person back to Shanghai.
"Grandma, have you seen Li Aihong?"
"Uh-huh."
"Have you seen her before?" Sang Feiyu asked curiously.
Zhao Hui's face didn't look good. "You'll know when you go over there later—"
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