The leaders of the two teams responsible for the interrogation of the Cheng family and his son met in the lounge.

Person A: “I’m totally giving up.”

B: "I'm sick here."

The two briefly discussed the situation and immediately reacted:

The Cheng family father and son planned the confession in advance!

They wanted to blame the whole thing on a 75-year-old man. At this age, even if he pleads guilty, the sentence will be reduced when he is sentenced.

"What should we do now?"

Policeman B, who was in charge of interrogating Mr. Cheng, touched his cheek and felt a little annoyed.

The old man in the room is just asking for medical treatment, and he doesn't know what will happen later.

"It's okay. I'll inform the leaders of the city bureau of my results first."

Policeman A's mood was stable, and he did find out the truth.

"Anyway, the breakthrough lies with the city bureau."

Master Qiu, known as "Breakthrough", was holding a small cup of green tea and sipping it carefully.

To go to jail, but also to be graceful.

Since he agreed to cooperate with the police, his treatment has been much better.

The only thing that made him unhappy was that from time to time someone would come and ask him if there was anything he had not yet confessed, holding the evidence he had just found.

Such words always made his liver tremble.

"Qiu Junchun, listen, do you have any impression of this incident..." The policeman took the newly obtained information and asked the "Breaking Point" for confirmation.

"There are some." Master Qiu nodded hurriedly after hearing this: "These fakes are what I said before. They were sent by a guy named Li Laoqi. Haven't you caught him yet?"

"You don't have to worry about that. You just need to answer my questions."

The policeman sounded serious and continued to ask questions.

When asked about the Cheng family's donation of cultural relics to the Hailin Museum, Qiu Junchun shook his head for the first time:

"I've never heard of this, but the Cheng family often donated things to museums before."

"I don't know whether it's true or not. Boss Cheng told me that the things in the museum are real, so I just take them as real."

"Asked me to help him sell, of course I did it! So this matter is not my fault." Qiu Junchun did not forget to clear himself.

"So to whom are these things that are said to be from museums sold to? Do you still have any impression?" the policeman asked.

"I really can't remember this. We held a small exhibition at that time, and the national treasures we sold were, no, they were fakes, and the prices were not high, the cheap ones were only tens of thousands of yuan."

"All those old men and women rushed up to give money, and ran away after buying, for fear of being missed."

The policeman nodded, recorded these things in his notebook, and then closed the notebook with a "snap".

"Okay, get ready. I will send you to the hospital for examination later."

"Great, are you finally going to the detention center?"

Qiu Junchun drank all the tea in the cup in one breath and smacked his lips with a very satisfied expression on his face.

"You seem to be looking forward to it?" the policeman asked in surprise.

"I can't talk about expectations. I'll go early and get a better bed. Because I have a hunch that before long, many people will come in to accompany me."

Two days later, Hailin Museum welcomed several special guests.

A group of four people, all appraisal experts from the Provincial Museum, accepted the commission from the Jinmen City Public Security Bureau to appraise the cultural relics donated by the Cheng family to the Hailin Museum.

In Captain Liu's words, the items may be "stolen items" purchased and donated by Cheng's family with the funds involved in the case.

If the value is too high, it needs to be recovered and used to compensate the victims.

"Then you just take everything away!" Zhang Yang said simply.

Although they are all fakes, if they are sold as high imitations, they can still be sold for thousands of dollars in total.

"It's not that simple. You need to evaluate it first and make sure the compensation funds are not enough before recycling."

“We have procedures for donating things like this.”

The words "there are procedures" forced Zhang Yang to wake up early and come to the entrance of the museum to meet the appraisers.

“Welcome all experts to Hailin Museum.”

The four-person expert team is headed by Du Shiming, who is a current member of the National Cultural Relics Appraisal Committee.

The remaining three are members of the Provincial Cultural Relics Appraisal Committee.

"Director Zhang, nice to meet you."

Du Shiming held Zhang Yang's hand affectionately, with a bright smile on his face.

“I’ve long heard that the new deputy director of Hailin Museum is young and promising, but I didn’t expect him to be younger than I thought!”

"Teacher Du, thank you very much. I finally met a national treasure appraisal expert today, and I will ask you for advice later."

Zhang Yang politely greeted the experts one by one.

Because these experts are responsible for the appraisal of cultural relics involved in the case and have special status, they can hardly take on the work of private appraisal. Zhang Yang is not sure what level they are.

But before they came, Zhang Yang heard a story:

Two years ago, Linhai Customs discovered a batch of suspected cultural relics that wanted to leave the country, but the person who reported them wrote "high imitation handicrafts" on the application form.

So the things were handed over to several cultural relic appraisal experts involved in the case for appraisal.

Later, the items were identified as cultural relics by experts, and the person involved was sentenced to four years.

It wasn't until the person who made high-imitation handicrafts was arrested for other matters that it was confirmed that the items at that time were indeed imitations. But by that time, the person involved had already been in jail for half a year.

After Zhang Yang heard this story, he felt a little panicked.

Because the things donated by the Cheng family were all large artifacts, fake prototypes, worth upwards of millions.

Don't let these guys come up and appraise it, say that the thirty-two items are genuine, and then leave patting their butts.

When the police took the things away, a discerning person discovered that they were fake and came back to ask for the real things.

The Hailin Museum can afford to pay the compensation. After Wang Jianye is released from prison, he will probably ask:

"Wait a minute, where is my museum?"

After a few people exchanged greetings, the expert team was very pragmatic and didn't even bother to drink tea. They took out the mineral water from their bags and took a few sips before going for identification.

This is because they are afraid of having any interests with the museum. What if someone brings 200,000 pounds of tea to entertain them?

Of course Zhang Yang had no objection and led several people to the warehouse.

"Director Zhang, what are you doing?"

Du Shiming pointed to the banner with the three characters "Fake Area" written on it and asked doubtfully.

"This is a specially designated area for us." Zhang Yang explained with a smile.

"Because things donated by collectors or things we buy ourselves may not be real. But Teacher Wang doesn't want these fakes to flow into the market and harm people, so he has specially set up some special cabinets in the warehouse to store these fakes. .”

"The things that the Cheng family donated before are all in here. They are all fakes."

Du Shiming and his companions looked at each other and commented: "Director Zhang and Master Wang are interested."

He looked around and immediately thought of how to operate:

"There happens to be a table here with the light directly above your head. Please ask Guan Zhang to send someone to help and bring the things here for appraisal."

"Okay." Zhang Yang agreed and immediately arranged for his librarians to move things.

"This is a three-horse bronze carriage?"

Du Shiming adjusted his glasses and looked at the bronze on the table.

A female appraiser who came with him was a little surprised when she looked at the appraisal certificate issued by Che Lijun on the table:

"Mr. Du, this was authenticated by Teacher Che."

"Oh?" Du Shiming came over quickly.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang quickly said: "This certificate is forged."

"Impossible." The female appraiser said firmly: "I took Teacher Che's class during training. This is the new signature he has changed in recent years, just because he is afraid that someone will use his previous signature to forge."

"That makes sense." Du Shiming nodded.

Zhang Yang glanced at the female appraiser in her forties and thought:

Teacher Che, your former students want you to die!

Fortunately, he was prepared.

"Everyone, Teacher Che Lijun has personally come to verify this certificate, and here is a video to prove it."

Zhang Yang said, put the video edited by Xiao Tang on the tablet and handed it to the four of them.

After the four people finished reading, the female appraiser asked Zhang Yang:

"Are Director Zhang familiar with Teacher Che? He seems to approve of your identification results."

“Under Master Wang’s recommendation, I met Teacher Che several times.”

Zhang Yang explained a few sentences with a smile, and then put forward his own ideas:

"Teachers, everything here has an appraisal certificate."

"But they even dare to falsify the certificates of seniors like Teacher Che. I really don't know what else they dare not do."

"So don't look at these broken certificates later."

"It makes sense." Du Shiming nodded again.

In the next two hours, four experts conducted comprehensive observations and appraisals of thirty-two cultural relics.

Finally, three genuine items were selected.

"Director Zhang, in our opinion, these three things should be true."

When Zhang Yang heard this, his phone was almost knocked off.

He quickly took a look to see what it was that made all four teachers miss it.

The first piece is Li Keran's landscape painting.

The black and white landscape painting, with lofty mountains in the distance and a shepherd boy holding a cow nearby, is walking in the countryside, which is very artistic.

The moment Zhang Yang saw the painting, he thought: These experts might be interested in this museum.

Because the price of Li Keran's painting alone, which is nearly half a square foot in size, has exceeded tens of millions.

Of course the thing is fake, the production date is clearly in 2015.

But the problem facing Zhang Yang is how to convince these four experts.

"Teacher Du, like Qi Baishi and Li Keran, aren't the paintings of these two gentlemen all fake by default?"

Zhang Yang asked pretending to be tentative. He still made some preparations.

"Li Keran created more than a thousand works in total during his lifetime. Now there are 14,000 of his paintings on the auction market alone, and the authenticity rate is less than 5%."

"If this one is right, the auction price must be 100 million. Do you think the Cheng family will donate such an expensive thing?"

"You are talking about the auction price. There was a quarrel recently. The real price is around 20 million."

There is someone on the appraisal team who seems to have done a lot of research on painting auctions.

Du Shiming continued: "We have a very reliable basis for judging the authenticity of this painting..."

According to him, Li Keran's relatives opened a gallery to authenticate his paintings. If they are sure to be authentic, they will take photos with the paintings.

And just now, they found a photo of Li Keran's relatives posing with this painting on the Internet.

"Is it such a coincidence?"

Zhang Yang followed the link given by Du Shiming and searched online, and sure enough he found this "Picture of a Shepherd Boy in the Far Mountains".

The picture was uploaded in 2016. After this painting was forged, it shows that it was possible that the photo was taken with this fake.

A high imitation that even the artist's relatives can't tell apart?

Zhang Yang thought for a moment and realized that if he hadn't seen the item information, he would have believed it to be real.

After all, a relative's words, "This is what I drew when I was next to the old man and watching him draw it," can leave any expert speechless.

If you know it's fake, how can you prove it's fake?

Zhang Yang felt that he needed a helper.

"Wait a minute, let me take a look at this painting. Whose appraisal certificate is the Cheng family forging?"

"Didn't you say the certificate is useless?" The female appraiser felt strange about Zhang Yang's behavior.

"The certificate is useless, but the person who issued the certificate is very useful." Zhang Yang replied with a smile.

This painting is a certificate issued by an expert named Lu Zhong in September last year.

I searched for this person's information on the Internet, and by coincidence, Lu Zhong turned out to be a senior researcher at the Yangcheng Museum.

Zhang Yang quickly asked Teacher Zhong to get his contact information.

Du Shiming and his party, seeing Zhang Yang making a phone call and then making a second phone call, thought he was busy with the museum, silently sorted out the appraisal opinions, and were ready to leave.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard Zhang Yang shouting: "Don't move!"

"Director Zhang, we're done. We're going to have lunch now."

"Are you kidding? Our museum still lacks four pairs of chopsticks from you?"

Zhang Yang took the tablet and trotted all the way to the appraisal team.

"Lu Zhong, a senior researcher at the Yangcheng Museum, has personally seen the painting just now."

"Yes, he said it is true. Isn't it written on the appraisal certificate?"

"That's not true, that painting is fake!" A man's urgent shout suddenly came from the tablet.

Everyone looked at the tablet in Zhang Yang's hand and discovered that there was a bald man wearing black-rimmed glasses who was video-connecting with Zhang Yang.

Seeing the four people on the treasure appraisal team, the bald man greeted happily:

"Teacher Du Shiming, I am Xiao Lu from the Yangcheng Museum. We have met before at the calligraphy and painting exhibition of Mr. Qi Gong in Yanjing."

"No impression." Du Shiming shook his head.

“That Thai SPA…”

"Cough! Cough!" Du Shiming quickly interrupted: "It turns out to be Xiao Lu. I remembered it."

Zhang Yang glanced at Teacher Du in surprise. He must be sixty years old. This...

At the other end of the video, Lu Zhong began to explain why he just said "the painting is fake."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he silenced the four teachers:

"This painting was actually painted by me."

"Li Keran's relatives only looked at a few points when assessing the authenticity of his paintings."

“The details of the mountains, the demeanor of the cows, the color of the ink and the composition of the ink pad.”

"If these points are copied well, they won't be able to tell the difference between the real thing and the fake one."

"Out of the desire to show off, I took it to the gallery for identification, and sure enough, it was not recognized."

"But this painting, I sold it as a high imitation, and it sold for 30,000 yuan..."

Lu Zhong's words are still convincing. As a quasi-expert in the museum painting and calligraphy industry, it is not surprising that he has such ability.

As for what he said, that he sold it as a replica and only sold this one, no one present was confused about whether it was true or false.

Du Shiming was curious, however, and asked Zhang Yang how he persuaded Lu Zhong to admit to making fake paintings.

Zhang Yang smiled and shook his head: "I promised him to keep this matter secret."

Time goes back to four minutes ago, when Zhang Yang called Lu Zhong.

After revealing his identity, he directly showed his cards:

"Mr. Lu, you don't want everyone to know that you worked as a sitter for the National Treasure Gang and issued false certificates, right?"

Thanks to two book friends, Chang Kuang Yi Yi and Caesar von Augustus Manden, for their 100-coin reward! Thank you everyone for your monthly votes! I went to see a doctor with my family today. I will update the second chapter later.

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