Guan's father asked Xiao Guan Yue if she could hear the noises from that house.
Xiao Guanyue nodded.
Such a strange thing happening around him left Guan's father speechless with astonishment.
From that day on, Xiao Guanyue wore special earplugs all the time. Even so, her hearing was still very sensitive, but much better than when she wasn't wearing them.
Lin Xiaoxiao looked at Guan Yue and said, "I don't know if your ability is good or bad."
Everything has its advantages and disadvantages. While Guan Yue enjoys the benefits of her hearing, she also has to bear its drawbacks.
Continuously receiving too much auditory information requires the brain to constantly process this information, which definitely leads to significant mental stress.
Just like a person has to handle many complex tasks at the same time.
In the long run, this may affect mental health.
Guan Yue climbed down from the wall, brushed the dust off her hands, and laughed, "The advantages of our profession definitely outweigh the disadvantages."
She's gotten used to it over the years.
It feels like my brain is evolving along with my ears; it has learned to filter out useless sounds.
Guan Shan asked, "Who are the other two people in our group?"
Guan Yue was also very curious, "I heard that one of them is even a level two special agent."
Lin Xiaoxiao was taken aback. "There are different levels for this?"
"Boss, you didn't know?" Guan Shan and Guan Yue exchanged a glance, even more surprised than she was.
Lin Xiaoxiao frowned, "I don't know."
Director Fan and Han Xiu didn't tell her any of this; they just made her the leader of the special operations team.
She was put on a mission on her very first day with the National Security Bureau, and to this day, she still has the illusion that she has joined but not fully joined.
Guan Shan and Guan Yue thought of the rumors circulating in the bureau about their team leader being parachuted in.
The two chuckled awkwardly; so the rumors were true.
Guan Shan explained to Lin Xiaoxiao, "Generally speaking, the agents in the bureau are divided into three levels, with level one being the highest and level three being the lowest. In addition, there are also detectives in the bureau, but detectives are not considered agents."
"Level 2 agents must be proficient in three mainstream fighting styles and at least three foreign languages. Although their physical abilities are not as extraordinary as those of Level 1 agents, they are still far beyond those of ordinary people. They can complete high-intensity military training courses and are capable of taking on multiple opponents without a problem."
"Not to mention the first-level ones, any one of them would be a top soldier in the army."
Guan Yue chuckled and added in a low voice, "I heard that there are no more than this many first-level agents in our bureau."
She spread out her hands.
Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes widened. "Ten?"
That's so little.
Guan Yue seemed to know what she was thinking and explained, "Besides hard work, innate advantages are even more important for being rated as Level 1. No matter how hard an ordinary person tries, they will never reach Level 1 in their entire life."
Someone like Guan Yue, who has a huge innate advantage, might be a possibility.
Guan Shan's eyes revealed longing, "If I could be rated as Level Two in this lifetime, that would be amazing."
Lin Xiaoxiao was very interested in becoming a Level 1 Special Agent and wanted to learn more, so she asked, "How does one become a Level 1 Special Agent?"
Guan Yue whispered, "I'm not too sure either, but at the very least, one must have strong overall abilities, such as excellent physical fitness, top-notch fighting skills, fluency in various languages and cultures, and advanced intelligence analysis capabilities."
“I heard my dad say that in addition to meeting the above conditions, there is another criterion for evaluating a Level 1 Special Agent.”
Lin Xiaoxiao became increasingly curious, "What standards?"
Guan Yue smiled mysteriously, "You need to complete at least five extremely high-risk missions."
Lin Xiaoxiao blinked. "Give me an example."
Guan Yue said, "Missions are generally divided into two types: assassination and strategic intelligence gathering."
"If it's an assassination, it has to be a high-ranking general or an important political figure from another country."
"As for intelligence gathering, it must be top-level intelligence information, such as military strategic deployments, nuclear weapons development programs, and confidential diplomatic negotiations."
Lin Xiaoxiao finally understood why there were so few Level 1s.
The examples Guan Yue casually cited are not things that ordinary people could accomplish.
"Is Comrade Wu considered a Level Two?" she asked.
Guan Shan and Guan Yue shook their heads and said in unison, "He is a Level 3."
Lin Xiaoxiao was somewhat incredulous.
Wu Zhuoan had been lying low for thirty years, only to find out he was just a level three special agent?
This is unbelievable.
According to this logic, Zhu Yuqi is at level two, which is even better than Wu Zhuoan.
"If nothing unexpected happens, you'll be able to meet that Level Two person you mentioned today," Lin Xiaoxiao said to the two of them.
"Really?" Guan Yue's eyes widened, and Guan Shan was also a little excited.
Lin Xiaoxiao looked at them and said, "I forgot to ask, what level are you?"
Guan Shan and Guan Yue slumped their shoulders and said dejectedly, "Not even Level 3, just ordinary investigators."
No wonder they were so excited to see Level 2.
Guan Yue kept talking about the benefits of being promoted to a higher level: Level 3 earns over a thousand yuan a month, Level 2 can get housing in Beijing, and the benefits of Level 1 are unknown.
But it's also something you can imagine.
Lin Xiaoxiao couldn't sit still any longer.
She brought back so many top-secret documents for Director Fan and even killed the traitor Huang Liangcai. She should at least be promoted three ranks.
In an era when the average salary was 30 or 40 yuan, what did a monthly salary of over 1,000 yuan mean? It was equivalent to a monthly salary of 100,000 yuan in later generations, directly entering the middle class.
Needless to say, those at level two receive housing in Beijing and directly become Beijing residents.
Lin Xiaoxiao cursed Director Fan in her heart.
"Huh?" Guan Yue suddenly asked in confusion.
"What's wrong?" Lin Xiaoxiao noticed that her eyes were fixed on the wall of her house, so she turned her head to look as well, but didn't see anything strange.
Guan Yue pointed to the next door, "Boss, it looks like someone's going to move into the house next door."
She heard footsteps.
And there's more than one.
next door?
A hint of doubt appeared in Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes.
She heard Qin Yushen say that the neighboring courtyard originally belonged to a capitalist, but before the movement began, the capitalist and his entire family went abroad and escaped the disaster.
Since there is a lack of conclusive evidence that the capitalist family has engaged in reactionary behavior, the house will be kept on for the time being.
The courtyard, which had been abandoned for eight or nine years, was suddenly going to be occupied. Could it be that the family had returned?
Or perhaps evidence has been found that the houses were taken over by the public and allocated to people in urgent need of housing?
The thought of the neighboring courtyard becoming a large tenement made Lin Xiaoxiao frown.
Too many people and too much gossip; she really doesn't like living in crowded places.
"Xiaoyue, can you tell how many people are in the voice?"
Guan Yue made a peace sign. "Two."
two?
Lin Xiaoxiao gestured for them to be quiet, then nimbly climbed up the wall and, using the leaves as cover, observed the neighbors next door.
From her perspective, she only saw a man and a woman digging in the soil under the artificial rockery in the yard, seemingly looking for something.
After watching for a while, she went downstairs.
"They must be treasure hunters."
Wealthy people like to hide their gold and silver in the ground or in the walls.
Over the years, some people have been sent down to the countryside, while others have gone abroad, leaving behind courtyards.
Opportunists would sneak into the courtyards of wealthy families to search for treasure.
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