Iris's lips moved as she murmured, "I was wondering why he knew my codename and serial number..."
Ordinary passersby couldn't possibly know the internal group numbers of the Archive organization.
And her year-end...
Wait a minute.
Year-end bonus???
Her wandering mind made a rare return over the issue of her year-end bonus. Ignoring her friend, Iris dashed over, her voice urgent: "Boss."
"Boss, Boss, don't go, Boss! How am I supposed to live without you, Boss?"
Shen Yi watched her partner run off in a panic to beg for her year-end bonus, thinking that Shen Sigui really had a wicked sense of humor.
Did he know how much damage canceling a year-end bonus would do to an underage assassin working illegally for the organization?
Clearly, Shen Sigui knew.
In the end, when Iris left, her steps were completely unsteady.
...
The guests at the venue had all dispersed, and the family rarely gathered together. The scene of the family having a meeting at the long table was quite serious. As soon as Shen Yi sat down next to Shen Xun, she leaned her body toward her brother.
The girl leaned her head close, keeping her voice to a whisper in a classic passing-notes-in-class posture, "Brother, does our family have a tradition of holding meetings?"
"Not before," Shen Xun looked down at his sister's leaning head and cooperatively tilted his own head slightly. "Uncle called for this meeting, so he probably has something to discuss."
Old Master Shen was the only one not present, having stayed in the negotiation room. With the highest authority absent, the central position naturally fell to someone else.
Shen Sigui sat down, his fingers crossed and the back of his hands slightly tense. His expression was focused, and seeing that everyone was present, he got down to business.
He asked, "Have you ever heard of a place called Heguang?"
Shen Yi raised her hand and answered quickly, "Never heard of it."
"Put your hand down." Shen Sigui glanced at her. This answer instantly gave him a flashback to his blood-pressure-raising subordinates during meetings, and he instinctively scolded her, "If you haven't heard of it, why are you speaking so loudly?"
As soon as these words came out, Wen Ya immediately slammed the table.
Her palm landed precisely on the table, the impact making the teacups jump slightly.
"What are you saying, Sigui?" Wen Ya's eyes shifted slightly as she looked at Shen Sigui.
At that, it was Shen Sigui's turn to be as quiet as a mouse.
Shen Ruxu burst into laughter and naturally took over the task of explaining, speaking softly to his sister, "Heguang is basically a grassroots organization. It was initially framed out by a few retired foreign intelligence agents, and later gradually absorbed elites from various countries, eventually gaining momentum."
Speaking of serious matters, his amber eyes narrowed. "Its structure is very loose, with no fixed headquarters. Members mostly maintain single-line contact, and they don't even know each other's true identities. Many information brokers have investigated them for a long time but could only scratch the surface."
Shen Yi felt inexplicably nervous. "So, is there a problem with Heguang?"
"I caught one of their people before and interrogated some information out of them," Shen Sigui took back the conversation, his tone a bit heavier.
"Their organization is investigating us. The Archive recently lost a few field agents. They were killed, and all signs point to Heguang." He changed the subject and looked at everyone. "Perhaps, you know someone named White Sparrow?"
Shen Yi still looked completely confused.
This topic, however, sent Wen Ya into deep thought. "I know. There is an expert in Heguang named White Sparrow. He has always claimed to be invincible, second only to me."
"After all these years, is he still out there fighting crime?"
Wen Ya felt a bit annoyed mentioning this. That White Sparrow seemed to always consciously avoid confronting her head-on.
He didn't dare to clash with her directly, only daring to target the colleagues around her. She didn't expect him to still be alive after all these years.
Pulling herself out of her reminiscent thoughts, Wen Ya couldn't help but look at the two children who still held positions in the Archive.
An undisguised layer of worry surfaced. She turned to Shen Sigui, her eyes carrying a bit of chill. "Do you need me to find a way to take out this White Sparrow?"
Shen Sigui admitted frankly, "If we can find out his specific identity, we can only rely on you to kill him."
To this day, Shen Sigui still felt that Wen Ya was simply not human.
You couldn't find anyone in the world who could better embody the word expert than her.
But the problem was, the other party was not easy to investigate.
Just like Wen Ya over the years; to this day, no one knew her true identity.
That guy named White Sparrow was a lone wolf, and his disguise would only be more perfect.
Shen Sigui gathered his thoughts, looked at the two children, and said formally, "Until we have definitely caught this White Sparrow, neither of you is to make any moves."
"Either go to school or stay at home."
This was not a suggestion; it was an order.
And an order from their superior at that, every word pressing and filled with an intense sense of oppression.
Shen Yi weighed her options.
Staying at home meant being disciplined by her brothers in turns every day, having tutoring sessions arranged by her mother, and being ordered around in circles by her father.
She loved school.
Going to school made her happy.
Shen Yi said, "I want to go to school."
Shen Xun weighed his options for two seconds and also chose to return to school.
"I will go to school too."
He didn't really like staying at home alone; he preferred being where Shen Yi was.
Shen Xun's thoughts used to be orderly and always methodical; he was perfectly fine being quiet all by himself.
That was until the reckless Shen Yi crashed into his world, throwing all his plans into chaos and completely tearing open a rift in his life.
"That's wonderful." At the scene, a world where only Wen Ya was happy had been achieved. She looked at her youngest son who was preparing to resume his studies, gently biting her lip, extremely gratified. "Baby, tell Mom, you can definitely test into a good school, right?"
Shen Xun: "That is very difficult."
Wen Ya's voice raised a pitch: "What did you say?"
Shen Xun, knowing what was good for him: "I will."
Wen Ya beamed with joy: "That's great."
...
Shen Sixing saw his wife become happy again and the corners of his mouth curved up. Bringing the topic back, he recalled the Heguang organization and said in a low voice, "I remember, at first it was a group of people retired from various countries' intelligence agencies and special forces. Later, many joined for the sake of their so-called ideals, and the scale gradually expanded."
"The number of informants they have in various places alone is uncountable."
After all, they were fighting for justice.
Whether old or young, it was very easy for people to lay down their lives and shed their blood for this cause.
"I previously caught a few young kids who joined with the mentality of fighting crime and eliminating evil, and I let them off the hook."
Shen Sigui knew that in terms of sheer ruthlessness, he was actually far inferior to his brother.
Shen Sixing glanced at his younger brother and smiled, "Still soft-hearted."
"If it were me, they wouldn't have walked out of the interrogation room."
He leaned back and added, looking slightly weary, "You always like to let them off the hook, but we are assassins, not horse breeders."
