An Moxue was used to a life full of passion, and she found it quite nice to suddenly experience a few days of tranquility.
But as time went on, in the dead of winter, with ice and snow everywhere, it got colder and colder every day. After living a comfortable life for too long, she felt herself becoming more and more lax.
That won't do. The cabinet committee is watching us closely. Fan Zijian and his gang in the town only know Fan Zijian as a small soldier. How can we let our guard down?
Although Uncle Zhang said that Kyoto would send someone to investigate Fan Zijian, he was currently her only clue about her parents' sacrifice, and she was always worried about placing all her hopes on someone else.
She couldn't help but wonder, wasn't that courting death?
Since I'm idle anyway, I should take care of my own affairs. Only when I have control over my own life can I feel truly at ease.
If others knew that she was still practicing martial arts every day and spending all day reading and learning in her space, how would they feel?
If she still feels lazy, is it because nothing has happened recently?
She felt this wouldn't do, so she immediately went into the study in her space and searched for video tutorials on making ice sleds and snow sleds. Combining her own understanding, she designed a snow sled in the space that suited her, one that could glide on its own or be pulled by animals.
An Moxue spent the whole day fiddling around in her space, making changes and modifications along the way, and finally even made a cushion out of a sheepskin.
Looking at the fruits of her labor for the day, An Moxue immediately decided that, starting tonight, she would go to town every night to monitor Fan Zijian and the cabinet committee director.
I refuse to believe there won't be a single clue this winter.
An Moxue kept an eye on her for many days. Apart from learning about the various shady and inhumane actions of the cabinet committee, she had no information about her whatsoever. She truly admired these people's patience. If they had used it for good, the country could have made great strides forward.
As the saying goes, if one door closes, another opens. An Moxue's surveillance in the town yielded nothing, but that day she received a message from the county public security bureau asking her to come over.
She didn't know why the county public security bureau had sent her the message, but her intuition told her they must have discovered something related to her; otherwise, she couldn't figure out why they were looking for her.
When she arrived at the county public security bureau, she opened the director's office and unexpectedly saw someone.
"Uncle Zhang, what brings you here? Did you ask the police to deliver a message to me?"
"Yes, come in quickly. I just arrived here on a mission and received your letter. The commander also knows about what has happened to you recently. Now there is a good opportunity, so the commander asked me to come and ask you if you are willing."
"What opportunity?"
"The National Security Bureau is recruiting new members. This batch requires both parents to be impeccably trained military personnel. If you pass the training and the exam, you'll be assigned to the National Security Bureau. However, this batch will mostly be carrying out secret national missions, which are very dangerous. The commander and I both think you should give it a try. First, your current situation is already dangerous, and the danger hasn't been eliminated. Second, if you join the National Security Bureau, your file will be transferred to the Bureau of Secrecy, which will indirectly give you an extra layer of protection, naturally reducing some of the danger. If you go, your status as a sent-down youth won't change; it will be retained as a cover. When you're not training, you'll still be in the countryside; when you are training, you can find another reason to hide."
When will the training camp begin?
"After the New Year, it won't be that quick. After the list is submitted, it will be reviewed. This batch will only recruit one hundred people, and in the end, only forty will be kept, regardless of gender. The training is very tough, and it's not just physical training; there are other courses as well. Even if you die on a mission, no one will know. Think about it carefully. We're investigating your parents' affairs now and have made some progress, but it involves some people and things that are quite complicated. We haven't figured it out yet, so we can't go into details with you. For now, this is the only way we can think of to protect you. We don't know if it's good or bad; you'll have to make the decision yourself."
An Moxue thought that if she continued to be an educated youth without any changes, it would be almost impossible to find out anything in a short period of time. Her identity was too restrictive. No matter what era, power and money are very important, especially power, whether it is military power or political power. With power, it is easy to investigate some things, otherwise it is as difficult as climbing to heaven. Those people would rather kill the innocent than let the guilty go free. They are all dancing on the edge of a knife. Why not change to a bigger stage?
How long will the training last?
"Three years. If you are eliminated, you will be incorporated into the regular army and will no longer be under the jurisdiction of the National Security Bureau."
"Please tell Uncle Guan to help me register!"
"Think about it carefully, there's no rush, there's still time."
"No need. I've thought it through. Rather than passively taking hits like this, it's better to accumulate strength and take the initiative when the time comes. But first, we have to stay alive. If we die, we have nothing left, right? Danger and opportunity coexist."
"Okay, I'll report to the commander when I get back. If you regret it, you have one month. If you change your mind during this period, call the army."
"No, I've thought it through, I won't change it."
Looking at An Moxue like this, Zhang Jing thought of his father, who was just as decisive as her father.
When her father saw her like this, he wondered whether he felt more heartache or relief.
After all that has happened, her contact list was useless. It shows how strong this child is. It's heartbreaking, but also admirable.
"Okay, have you been having any difficulties lately? I'll take this opportunity to help you out."
"No, Uncle Zhang, did the people you sent to investigate Fan Zijian find any useful information about him?"
"Nothing for now. This person is very cautious. The director of the town's cabinet committee did find some things, but they're not really related to your case. We're further investigating their network of connections, hoping to find something. If you hadn't been alert, they would still be hiding very well."
“I’ve had nothing to do these days, and I’ve followed him for a few days, but I haven’t gained anything. I suspect that he may have other tasks, and I am just one of them.”
"Did you find this out, or is it something else?" Zhang Jing asked, intrigued.
“There’s no concrete evidence. I’m just going by what I’ve been observing these past few days. You might say he could be a double agent, because his attitude towards me in Kyoto and here is a bit strange. If he came here specifically for me, why didn’t he go to the village but instead went to the town? I always feel that I might be the most insignificant one among his many missions. There’s something very important here that attracted him here, and I’m just one of those things.”
"What do you think is important?"
"Treasures, laboratories, or whatever else—there are too many to count! These mountains are so vast; there are bound to be many mysterious things here."
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