When Su Tian saw Song Zhe come up, she quickly went to his side and asked, "Did you find anything?"

"Yes, I'll stay here and guard them. Go and collect them."

After Song Zhe finished speaking, he handed the flashlight in his hand to Su Tian.

"Okay, I'll go now."

Su Tian took the flashlight and turned to walk towards the basement. Once down there, she counted twenty boxes in total.

She opened it and found that the box contained many priceless antiques and artifacts from an unknown dynasty: ceramics, paintings and calligraphy, bronzes, jade, ancient coins, and some very old books.

If these things were to be lost overseas, their countries would suffer heavy losses, just like in later generations:

Their culture has been plagiarized by those small countries, and they even turn around and accuse us of stealing from them.

Su Tian closed the boxes and put them all into her storage space.

After collecting everything, she checked it carefully again, found nothing, and then left the basement.

When Song Zhe saw Su Tian come up, Su Tian nodded to him.

"These two are so badly injured, should we still take them back?" Su Tian asked Song Zhe.

Song Zhe stepped forward to check on their injuries. They were covered in wounds and had lost too much blood, and were on the verge of death.

Then he shook his head and said, "They're too badly injured. We can't interrogate them properly even if we take them back. Besides, they were just helping to transport these antiques."

"Should we finish them off with another shot? Let them die completely?" Su Tian asked.

As soon as Su Tian finished speaking, Song Zhe immediately shot each of the two people on the ground.

Now, those two spies are definitely dead.

"Let's leave here first. I'll go back and notify my colleagues to handle these bodies later."

“Okay, these twenty boxes are all antiques and cultural relics.”

"Aren't these things supposed to be off-limits in the world right now? What should we do?" Su Tian asked, puzzled.

"There is no such claim. If it is discovered that spies are selling antiques overseas, their behavior is not only theft, but also illegal plunder and destruction of national cultural relics, and damage to national interests and dignity."

Therefore, we will inevitably severely crack down on such illegal and criminal activities by spies.

"Then where will you send all these things?"

"These items may need to be transported to Beijing, since only Beijing's museums have the capacity to protect them."

The two walked to the factory gate, and Su Tian took out a bicycle from her spatial storage, patted the back seat, and let Song Zhe get on the bike.

Song Zhe was stunned for a moment, watching Su Tian's actions.

"Why are you spacing out? Hurry up and get in the car, it's already three o'clock." Su Tian looked at Song Zhe.

Song Zhe had no choice but to straddle the back of the bicycle, his long legs dragging on the ground, which looked a bit comical.

Su Tian pushed off with both feet, and the bicycle rode towards the town.

Song Zhe had no choice but to lift his feet and hold onto the bicycle seat.

Su Tian made Song Zhe, who weighed 140 pounds, fly around on the back seat. The road was rugged, and the impact made his buttocks hurt.

He really wanted to stop her and let him ride, but he didn't want to dampen Su Tian's enthusiasm.

After the bumpy ride, Song Zhe realized that his buttocks were practically bleeding from the sores.

But their journey became the most prominent sight in the town, and passersby were amazed by the scene: just how much strength did a girl have to carry a grown man so high?

Twenty minutes later, we finally arrived at Song Zhe's courtyard.

Su Tian stopped and turned to look at Song Zhe. "We're here. Let's get out of the car."

Song Zhe got out of the car with a sigh of relief, rubbing his aching buttocks.

"Does your butt hurt? I think my cycling skills are pretty good." Su Tian asked curiously when she saw Song Zhe rubbing his butt.

Seeing Su Tian's curious expression, Song Zhe lowered his head and smiled.

"Are you hungry? I'll take you to eat. Bring your bike in first." Song Zhe opened the courtyard gate and let Su Tian push the bike in.

Su Tian pushed the bicycle in, and Song Zhe went into his room, took out a towel that Su Tian had used before from the drawer, and handed it to her.

Holding the towel, Su Tian smiled happily and said, "Thank you. Let me wash my face, and then we'll go eat together."

"Okay." Song Zhe also washed his hands and face.

After washing her face, Su Tian hung the towel up to dry and walked out of the courtyard with Song Zhe.

The two walked side by side, chatting and laughing along the way. Song Zhe led Su Tian to the state-run restaurant.

"What would you like to eat? You can order." Song Zhe asked.

"I'd like a dish of braised pork belly with taro, stir-fried dried fish with sour sauce, and stir-fried bok choy."

After Su finished eating, she was about to ask Song Zhe what he wanted to eat when she saw him give her money and tickets.

Aren't you going to order?

"No need, I'd like to try what you ordered, this should be enough."

"Please find a seat, I'll serve the food."

"OK."

After sitting for ten minutes, the first dish was served.

"This stir-fried dried fish with sour sauce tastes good; I used to order it often," Song Zhe said to Su Tian with a smile.

After the food was served, Su Tian took a bite and couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "Mmm, it's really delicious! I've never had this before, I just wanted to try it out."

"Where's Lu Yu? Did he go to take care of other things?"

"Yes, that's what the boss sent him to do."

Soon after, all the remaining dishes were served. The two ate and chatted, enjoying a pleasant atmosphere.

After finishing their meal, the two walked out of the restaurant together.

"It's still early, how about we go for a walk?" Song Zhe suggested.

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