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Yu Suihuan took the documents from Liu Yingyu's hands and examined them seriously.
"Wow, this is quite a lot. Thank you!"
"Hey, why are we saying thank you? We’re friends!"
Yu Suihuan carefully stored the documents away and pulled out a few sheets of paper from the drawer, handing them to Liu Yingyu.
"What’s this? It’s not the answers to the college entrance exam, is it?"
Liu Yingyu exclaimed in surprise as she reached for the papers, flipping through them excitedly.
"Yes, these are the answers from last year's exam. I suggest you don’t just copy them all; otherwise, you’ll get a perfect score!"
"Oh come on, I’m not stupid! I know that! You’re really something, my dear!"
After saying that, Liu Yingyu excitedly kissed Yu Suihuan on the cheek.
"If I really get accepted, you’ll be my big sister!"
Yu Suihuan laughed and playfully pushed Liu Yingyu away.
"Alright, stop joking around. You still need to study hard to avoid exposing yourself once you get to college!"
At that moment, Yu Suihuan felt a pang in her heart as she thought of Wang Zhaoran. She remembered how, even with the answers in hand the year before their exam, he had still worked tirelessly day and night to study. He was truly remarkable.
"Got it, big sister!"
With that, Liu Yingyu carefully tucked away the answers. After seeing Liu Yingyu off, Yu Suihuan sat in her rocking chair for a while, lost in her thoughts.
Wang Zhaoran was gone, and it pained her deeply. She wondered if he would have been fine if she hadn’t hesitated to seek his help that day. She regretted it; had she known things would turn out like this, she would have done everything to prevent him from taking that risk. She would have gone into battle herself to rescue Yang Qinghe.
If both of them had died on the battlefield, it could only be said that fate was cruel; it was far better than dragging an innocent person down with her.
Bringing her thoughts back to the present, Yu Suihuan began organizing the materials Liu Yingyu had brought her. After reviewing everything, she started writing a letter.
Dear Leaders of the National Security Bureau,
I am a law-abiding citizen, and I write to you with a serious and responsible attitude to report on the identity of Xue Qinghua as an agent for the Military District Commander.
From what I understand, Xue Qinghua's mother makes a living selling ice pops, with each pop bringing in only a few cents. However, her lifestyle does not match her income at all. She frequently smokes Panda brand cigarettes, has white rice and flour for every meal, and often buys new fabric to make herself clothes. She can also purchase imported cookies without hesitation, which cost only a small amount.
It is well-known among neighbors that Xue Qinghua treats his mother well. Therefore, it is evident where her money comes from. After thorough investigation, it seems highly likely that Xue Qinghua has received subsidies from Maozi Country. His mission may very well involve helping Maozi Country steal our national defense secrets.
Xue Qinghua has been close friends with former military district commander Huo Wenbin for many years, and Huo Wenbin is known to be an agent bought by enemy forces. How could Xue Qinghua remain untainted by this association?
In addition, there is much more evidence that can prove Xue Qinghua's status as an agent, which I have included in the envelope.
I kindly ask all leaders to review this information.
Yu Suihuan carefully sealed the envelope, knowing that the Xue family was about to face serious trouble. Since entering this space, the others besides Yang Qinghe have shown no desire to leave.
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