Chapter 118: Yun Shu and Yun Mo

"Be good, little Qin, wait for Brother Gou to avenge you! Go back to the Educated Youth Courtyard first, I'll come find you in a few days." Er Gouzi didn't look at Sun Xiaoqin's face, but gave her little peaks a squeeze, smiling with a lecherous expression.

Sun Xiaoqin was even more overjoyed, "Oh, Brother Gou, you're so naughty."

After saying this, she left with a wiggle of her hips.

Two people, each harboring their own thoughts, departed.

Zhao Jiang waited and waited, but just couldn't see Sun Xiaoqin return; he felt even more anxious. It was already dark, where could Xiaoqin have gone?

After a full half hour, he saw that wiggling figure.

Zhao Jiang quickly walked up, "Xiaoqin, don't be angry with me, I'll help you get revenge."

Sun Xiaoqin, however, shot him a sidelong glance, "No need, stay away from me in the future."

"I..." Before Zhao Jiang could finish, Sun Xiaoqin had already wiggled her waist and walked into the Erjin Yuan.

Zhao Jiang looked at Sun Xiaoqin's demeanor and assumed she was just angry; he would coax her again tomorrow. His Xiaoqin was beautiful and kind, so she would naturally understand his hidden difficulties.

An Yinan, however, didn't care about these twists and turns; as long as they didn't act like idiots in front of her, she didn't care if they were human or ghosts.

The translation materials from last time had been mailed off half a month ago, but the credentials from that side were slow to arrive.

Had her accuracy rate dropped? That shouldn't be!

Were the credentials lost in the mail? Lost packages were common in the modern era, but in this age, documents stamped with the special seal of the Compilation Bureau couldn't possibly be lost.

Just as An Yinan was completely baffled, a military jeep arrived at the Daduibu.

"Another car? Looking for me?" An Yinan pointed at her own nose.

No, really, what could be so important that it couldn't be said in a letter? If this kept up, how was she supposed to keep a low profile?

An Yinan arrived at the Daduibu, and the Captain pointed at the two people inside the room, saying softly, "I don't know where they're from, they won't say anything."

Fine, tough nuts to crack.

A circle of children and adults outside surrounded the military jeep; the village had seen them in the winter, but most people had only heard of them and never seen one.

This was the first time seeing one.

Everyone was afraid to reach out, just circling around and looking closely.

An Yinan pushed the door open directly, wearing her signature coarse cloth clothes; to make it easier to go up the mountain, she had tucked her pant legs into her socks, and her hair was coiled on top of her head, tied casually with a handkerchief.

An Yinan walked into the room and finally understood what the Captain meant by not knowing where they were from...

The two people, one leaning against the wall and one sitting by the stove, could be said to have no proper posture, but to say they were messy and undisciplined? The positions of these two controlled every escape route; if not for the training from Chen Xun and Zhang Qian, she really wouldn't have been able to tell.

One window, one door, both were guarded by the two of them.

"I am An Yinan, are you looking for me?" An Yinan introduced herself.

The girl sitting down immediately looked up at the person who had entered.

They had all read the file: a girl who had just turned eighteen, whose father had sacrificed himself while on a mission, and whose mother, originally a worker at the Textile Factory, couldn't bear the blow and followed her husband, leaving only one daughter and one son behind.

And it was this self-reliant girl who, by pulling strings for her younger brother, broke free from the abuse of that fake grandmother, then resolutely went to the countryside and arrived at Quanshui Village.

However, neither of them was sure about the accuracy of the file. Could an eighteen-year-old girl really achieve this much!

A Confidential Translator was the highest level of translator at the Compilation Bureau, and every piece of translated material influenced the very foundation of the country.

But looking at the girl's appearance, with her innocent smile, her eyes had not experienced the vicissitudes of life, clear to the bottom, and the slight upward curve of her mouth was the most unguarded expression.

Her whole body was not tense, even quite relaxed.

Was such a person really suitable for the position of Confidential Translator?

Before the girl sitting down could speak, the male Comrade leaning against the wall spoke up, "Your Confidential Translator work permit has arrived, but I don't feel you are suitable for this post."

An Yinan raised an eyebrow; she didn't hear any contempt or distrust in the male Comrade's voice, as if he were just stating a fact, "I would like to hear the details."

The male Comrade nodded; not bad, she had merits, at the very least her emotions were relatively stable.

"A Confidential Translator, every piece of translated material can shake the foundation of the country; it requires not only powerful translation skills but also constant vigilance."

"You are too young, you have experienced too little; sitting in this position is likely not a good thing."

"You can choose to refuse the work permit, which is also the reason we came."

An Yinan smiled and looked at the two of them; she could tell the male Comrade meant well, but it could also be said that they had overlooked many things because of her age.

"You've said quite a bit, is it my turn to speak now?"

An Yinan spread her hands, casually pulled over a stool, and sat down opposite the female Comrade.

"Are you his Captain?" An Yinan asked.

The female Comrade immediately exchanged a look with the male Comrade, then looked at An Yinan without speaking.

"Since you are, then I'll talk to you."

"I assume the Compilation Bureau assigned the work permit to me, and I have the right to refuse; so, since they assigned you to me, do I also have the right to refuse?"

A single sentence, like a thunderbolt.

It made the female Comrade no longer calm; she stood up quickly and looked at An Yinan, "Who tipped you off?"

After saying this, she shook her head again.

"Impossible!"

The order was issued personally by the Chief for the two of them to protect An Yinan; their orders hadn't even reached the Special Operations Team, it was a confidential assignment, and from this moment on, their own files had already been changed and required high-level clearance to view.

No one would have tipped her off, so there was only one possibility...

Did this really exist?

"Alright, calm down, calm down, standard procedure." An Yinan smiled.

She had been guessing before which step had gone wrong, why her work permit hadn't arrived yet? Out of confidence in her own translation accuracy, she could only guess in other directions.

And the appearance of these two made her understand: it wasn't that the work permit couldn't be issued, but that these two were likely difficult to dispatch.

"My name is Yun Shu, his name is Yun Mo; we are siblings, but also comrades-in-arms. He is responsible for Reconnaissance and Anti-Reconnaissance, and I am responsible for close protection." Yun Shu had originally been very dissatisfied with this mission; she wanted to execute missions, not retire by a girl's side.

But the order had been issued from above, and as a soldier, she could only execute it.

Yet she had not expected that this Educated Youth An would give her such a big surprise.

"Hello everyone," An Yinan said with a smile and a nod.

"Leader, how did you discover the problem?" Yun Mo asked curiously.

An Yinan rubbed her hands together, feeling warm all over, "It wasn't just one aspect; it was the probability theory synthesized from multiple aspects of information."