"Oh no, oh no. Something must have happened," Grandma Lu fretted, trying to contact the caretaker she had arranged once more.
She said, "I can't reach the person I sent to look after her! They've blocked me! Everything was fine yesterday. What's going on?!"
Seeing Grandma Lu and Linnin so anxious, Gu Shengsheng grew worried as well. "Linnin, call the police. Take Grandma to the station and report this. I'll get to the bottom of things on my end."
Lu Linlin nodded. "Okay, got it."
Gu Shengsheng, for her part, kept trying to call her grandma, but the call wouldn't go through.
After thinking for a moment, she decided to call Zhao Dehai.
She said, "Mr. Zhao, I wanted to ask about that batch I dug up in the air-raid shelter—the nearly five hundred artifacts and the 50 tons of gold ore. How are they being handled? Is there any competition for them?"
