An Moxue said, "Now that I've finished talking to you, I'd like to go out for a bit." With that, she picked up her suitcase and walked out.
Deng Guanghui watched her leave carrying two suitcases. Although it seemed strange, he didn't ask any questions and turned to go into the guesthouse.
An Moxue went out and drove straight back to Guoan.
When Director Hou saw that An Moxue had returned unharmed, he silently breathed a sigh of relief and joked, "What, is this a gift you brought me from so far away?"
An Moxue smiled innocently, "Director, you flatter me too much. I don't have such great abilities. This is a confidential document. I have a preliminary idea and would like to hear your opinion. If you adopt it, it would really be a gift."
Director Hou became interested. It had been a long time since they had met, and she had just returned from a mission. Instead of talking about the mission, she started talking about other things. Mo Xue was really getting more and more ideas. However, he still liked subordinates who had ideas and took action.
"Tell me about it." He knew she wasn't one to speak without reason, and this thought naturally piqued his curiosity.
“The idea is naturally in this suitcase.” An Moxue pointed meaningfully to the suitcase, and then continued, “The English research institute has issued several international arrest warrants in succession, each time increasing the stakes to hunt down Yang Yuning. I suppose many international mercenaries and spies have flooded into Kyoto in the past few days, right?”
Director Hou nodded and said, "That's true."
An Moxue smiled slyly, "Then why don't we lure them out of their hole and then trap them like turtles in a jar? What do you think?" An Moxue pointed to her suitcase, "I swaggered off the plane carrying them, and then carried them out of the research institute and back to our bureau without any hesitation."
Director Hou asked, "Where are you planning to set this up? In our station? This isn't really classified information, is it?"
"Hmm, is that okay?" She paused for a moment, then continued, "After all, it's important to have the initiative in our own hands. On our own turf, we can decide what to do."
"Okay, we need to think carefully about how to catch more rats to deter those petty thieves. Even if we end up exchanging them for some benefits, it's still good, since we're poor! What do you say?"
"Yes, you are absolutely right."
At this moment, the old fox and the little fox reached a great consensus: since they had come all this way, they shouldn't leave easily. They should leave something behind so that their trip wouldn't be in vain and so that the little fox would remember that the Lan Kingdom was not an easy place to visit.
Director Hou asked with great interest, "Since you already have an idea, you must have a plan for its implementation, right? Tell me about it."
“Okay.” An Moxue replied, stood up, walked to the desk, picked up the paper and pen on the table, and began to draw on the paper, sketching out the layout of the National Security Bureau with a few simple strokes.
As she drew, she said, "Chief, look, we've placed the box here, which shows we're taking it seriously, right? However, we also need to change our defenses accordingly. Here, here, and here, we need to change to two people guarding each area, one visible and one concealed. We'll also change the two-shift system to a three-shift system, so that everyone can have more energy. I just don't know if we have enough manpower right now?"
Director Hou looked at her plan and said, "Okay, but our overall firepower is still a bit weak. I need to request support from other units, report to higher authorities, and seek cooperation from the Public Security Bureau. I'll refine the details a bit more, and it should be fine. Now, let's talk about the mission, how about it?"
When An Moxue heard him ask this, she immediately said pitifully, "Director, putting everything else aside, there's just one thing: this time, I had to use my connections to exchange a direct flight route with a friend. I don't even know how I'm going to repay that favor! What do you suggest we do?"
It would have been better if Director Hou hadn't asked; once he did, he immediately regretted it. Why was he so cheeky?
He thought for a moment and could only offer a part of the story, "Well, Mo Xue, I also want to talk to you about something. I went to great lengths to get the courtyard house you wanted, but it has to be bought, through the proper procedures. You don't know, ever since I got your call, I've been negotiating this with my superiors. You said you wanted a two-courtyard house, but you insisted on a three-courtyard one, which is really difficult to arrange!"
An Moxue said, quite oblivious to her own ignorance, "Director, I have a two-section house. My parents left me one, and I bought one myself. I just want a three-section house."
Director Hou listened and fell silent, feeling a pang of bitterness. He wanted to say, "I don't even have one! One should be content!" But he couldn't bring himself to say it. Could he admit that he was poorer than his subordinates? He couldn't bear the shame.
An Moxue asked knowingly, "Director, what's wrong?"
Director Hou rolled his eyes at her, annoyed. An Moxue innocently touched her nose and continued to play dumb.
He really didn't want to talk to her anymore, mainly because he was the one who would end up feeling frustrated, so he told her to go, "Alright, go do whatever you're supposed to do!"
An Moxue, her face flushed and neck red, said, "Director, no, I haven't even said anything to you yet! How can you be so good at selling out your subordinates? How much have I fallen behind in my schoolwork! I haven't even finished reading one of the books my master assigned me; I was just focused on saving people like my life depended on it. Even an old ox needs a rest! Why do you always break your promises to me?"
Director Hou stubbornly refused to admit it, saying, "Stop talking nonsense. You agreed to it yourself. What does it have to do with me?"
“You said Director Deng has already spoken, how could I refuse? If you refuse for me, then there won’t be any problems.”
Director Hou said impatiently, "Alright, alright, if you finish this time, I promise I won't do it again. I'll let you study hard and go to school, okay? I don't know what you're thinking. Why are you so obsessed with school? You've already been to university, is it really necessary?"
Upon hearing his words, An Moxue immediately changed her demeanor, beaming as she said, "Director, it's settled then. There's no going back now. Don't worry, I'll complete this mission well. I'll be going now to protect that remarkable scientist."
"Go! Go!" This has a bit of a fly-swatting perspective.
An Moxue pouted and left the house. Just as she closed the door, she turned back, opened it again, and peeked out, saying to Director Hou inside, "Director, I feel like you've lost a few more hairs!" Then, without waiting for the director's reply, she quickly closed the door and left.
Director Hou raised the teacup he was holding, then put it down in frustration, laughing and cursing, "You little rascal, you're just trying to make fun of me. Next time I come back, I'll make you get me some hair growth medicine. And you'll have to pay for it."
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