"As long as it doesn't harm national interests, collective interests, or national security, and doesn't disrupt internal conflicts among the people, let's talk about this: knowing full well that this is ill-gotten gains, and you just stand by and watch them take it away, is that right?"
Jian Dan's advice was truly earnest and heartfelt.
"You have to think of it this way: first of all, this is something that has no owner."
If it were in their hands, ending up in their own pockets, or used for nefarious purposes, that would be true self-interest, the greatest waste and insult to state property, and might even become a tool for them to commit crimes.
But if it were in our hands, it couldn't be exposed to the light of day right now, but at least we could keep the items safe. Later, when the situation improves, we could hand it over to the government for research, to a museum, or make other plans. Let's not portray ourselves as so noble, but we certainly won't be as despicable as some people.
Or you could think of it as us making a small effort to preserve the nation's historical treasures.
"You mean what you said?"
Qin Qinghuai couldn't bear to listen anymore.
"Isn't this a bit too high-sounding? Apart from ourselves, I doubt anyone will believe it."
"Whether you believe it or not, I don't care. Besides, this is a clandestine operation."
In other words, they took things from my house, and naturally I couldn't let them; I had to take them back. So, it was just a contest between robbery and counter-attack.
To put it bluntly, this whole affair could be described as a case of the wicked eating the wicked.
Qin Qinghuai, “…”
Why does it seem like what she said actually makes a lot of sense?
But what's with this "black eats black" nonsense?
Bandits seized the mountain?
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