Gu Shengsheng nodded. "I'm fine. These artifacts are all very precious. Give them to Director Wang Yu to put away."
Wang Yu: "...Didn't you just say these couldn't be sold for money?"
Zhang Zhengyi and Zhang Lianqing both looked at Wang Yu as if he were an idiot. He instantly understood—he had made a fool of himself...
By now, the two professors and three mediators had been untied, and the rags stuffed in their mouths were removed.
The two old professors were crying with gratitude. "Thank you, young friend! If it weren't for your silver tongue, we really wouldn't have survived."
"Those people just didn't play by the rules! They didn't want anything and were completely single-minded. It was genuinely dangerous; they might very well have killed us."
The police chief came over to Gu Shengsheng and said, "We really have Miss Gu to thank for this."
