Chapter 272 Death Penalty to Labor Camp?
The final verdict from the highest levels of the military was like a gust of wind, quietly blowing into the Beijing Military Region Guesthouse.
Lin Wan'er's death sentence was officially overturned for providing crucial intelligence during the conflict on the southwestern border, which was recognized as a "major meritorious service".
The final result was changed to: being sent down to the most remote Red Star Farm in northern Xinjiang for indefinite labor reform.
"Why should I!"
Upon reading the telegram, Gu Nanxing slammed his fist on the table in anger, causing the teacup to vibrate loudly.
"Just let her go like that? Labor reform? That bitch almost bankrupted us, and she even tried to kill Grandma! All we get is for her to dig potatoes on a farm? That's too easy on her!"
Chen Xinyue, who was standing to the side, also had tears in her eyes, her face full of resentment and anger.
"Sister Yue, this isn't fair! People like this should be shot!"
In the room, only Su Yue remained unusually calm.
She was slowly stirring the honey water in the cup with a small silver spoon, the rising steam blurring her face, making it difficult to see clearly.
She listened to her two sisters' indignant accusations until their voices gradually subsided before slowly putting down her cup.
"Going to the farm would be nice."
Su Yue spoke calmly.
Gu Nanxing and Chen Xinyue were both stunned.
"Good? Sister-in-law, what's so good about this?" Gu Nanxing could hardly believe her ears.
Su Yue raised her head, and her usually bright and smiling eyes were now filled with an unfathomable calm.
Do you think killing her now is the best outcome?
"A 'miraculous figure' who 'predicted' a border war before her death and led our side to a great victory has died so mysteriously. What do you think those important figures who developed a strong interest in her 'ability' will think?"
“They will investigate. They will thoroughly investigate everyone who has had a conflict with her. At that time, we will all be put in the spotlight and subjected to the most rigorous scrutiny.”
Su Yue's words were like a bucket of ice water poured over their heads, instantly calming the two girls down.
"A dead Lin Wan'er may remain a mystery and regret in some people's hearts forever. But a living Lin Wan'er, roasted over a fire, will truly reveal her true colors."
Su Yue stood up and walked to the window.
"Didn't she want to be a hero? Didn't she want to use her 'precognition' to turn the tables?"
"Then I'll lend her a hand."
"I want to make her the most famous 'hero' in the country, to expose her every move to everyone's eyes. I want to build her an altar that she can never descend from."
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A few days later, on a green train heading northwest.
Lin Wan'er sat by the window, with two expressionless escorts beside her.
She had changed out of her prison uniform and put on a clean set of clothes.
Although he was extremely thin, his eyes gleamed with a triumphant light, as if he had survived a disaster and his scheme had succeeded.
She won.
Using her greatest secret, she managed to tear a hole in the inescapable trap set by Su Yue and Qin Zheng, thus saving her own life.
So what if it's labor reform?
So what if Northern Xinjiang is remote?
As long as she is alive, and as long as she still has those memories from the "future" in her mind, she has endless possibilities to turn the tables!
Su Yue, you wait.
When I get my chance, next time, I will make sure you die a horrible death.
As the train slowly pulled away, Lin Wan'er watched the rapidly receding cityscape of Beijing outside the window, a victorious, cold smile curling at the corners of her lips.
She was completely unaware that, unseen by her, another net had already been quietly cast.
Beijing Hotel.
Through the Huo family's connections in Beijing, Su Yue arranged a meeting with a senior reporter from the People's Daily's internal reference department.
“Reporter Zhou, I would like to ask for your help in writing an in-depth report about a person.” Su Yue pushed a cup of fine Longjing tea in front of him.
"Oh? Who is it that would make Comrade Su Yue personally come forward?" Reporter Zhou asked with some curiosity.
"A typical example of a controversial era."
Su Yue handed over the documents she had prepared beforehand.
"Her name is Lin Wan'er. She was once an advanced role model in the Northwest educated youth settlement. In order to save collective property, she risked her life and broke her leg."
"Later, she put aside her own family ties and took the initiative to expose the commercial fraud in the '781 Project,' thus preventing a major loss of state assets."
"And just recently, she redeemed herself in prison by providing crucial military intelligence on the southwestern border, enabling our army to achieve a brilliant victory."
As reporter Zhou listened, he flipped through the documents, becoming increasingly alarmed with each reading.
This resume is more legendary than any novel.
“Of course,” Su Yue changed the subject, “she also made mistakes. For example, she used feudal superstition to bewitch her superiors, she falsely accused and framed her comrades, and even… she was involved in an attempted poisoning case.”
"My request is very simple. You don't need praise or criticism. I hope you can use the most objective and detailed writing style to present all her deeds in their entirety. Let the readers judge for themselves what kind of person she really is."
Reporter Zhou was a man of great stature, and he instantly understood Su Yue's intentions.
This is not writing a report at all.
This is the state using its pen to create the most authoritative, detailed, and irrefutable "background record" for Lin Wan'er!
Once this article is published in an internal reference publication, it means that Lin Wan'er will henceforth be labeled with a special tag and come into the view of all relevant departments.
Praise to death!
This is the most skillful, and also the most ruthless, way to flatter someone to death!
"I understand." Reporter Zhou put away the documents and nodded solemnly.
Two weeks later.
When Lin Wan'er was escorted to the Red Star Farm in Northern Xinjiang, she was greeted by the farm director and several leaders.
The farm manager was holding an internal newspaper that had just been distributed.
On the front page, an in-depth report titled "A Controversial Typical of Our Time - Lin Wan'er" was shocking.
The farm manager looked at the thin but still somewhat arrogant female prisoner in front of him and was at a loss.
This is a real hot potato!
Call her a hero? The verdict clearly states that she was a criminal.
While some say she's a criminal, the report also claims she made outstanding contributions, even attracting the attention of high-ranking military officials.
What exactly is the meaning behind sending such a "great god" to this godforsaken place?
We can't hit her, we can't scold her, and we absolutely can't let anything happen to her.
"Arrange a separate room for her," the farm manager finally decided. "In addition, assign two of the most reliable and meticulous female comrades to 'take care' of her daily life 24 hours a day."
"Remember to record in detail her every word and action, who she met each day, and what she said, compile it into a report, and submit it to me every week."
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