บท 1677: IQ Suppression Is the Deadliest

Gu Nianzhi's gaze swept lightly across Wen Shouyi's face. She immediately said with a smile, "So Dean Wen thinks there should be something in the secret room? But this place is empty. Where did it go? It can't have flown away on its own, right?"

Wen Shouyi's smile froze for a moment. She quickly said, "Don't change the concept. This isn't a secret room at all. Where did that come from?"

"I mean, according to Dean Wen, a secret room should be a place to hide things, right?" Gu Nianzhi turned on the courtroom questioning mode again.

Wen Shouyi frowned. "I already said this isn't a secret room."

"I'm just confirming what you mean. A secret room should be a place to hide things. You just have to answer yes or no."

Wen Shouyi wanted to deny it, but Xie Qingying had already silently turned the camera towards her.

The screen was filled with bullet screens that blocked the screen completely.