"What? This stall sells 800,000 yuan of fake paintings?" the little policeman couldn't help but pay attention, he had also heard about the deception of people on this street.

When the peddler heard Zeng Zhiguo say this, he couldn't wait to go up and slap him twice, but now he could only close his eyes and wait for recognition.

"Mr. Zhang, is what he said the truth?" the policeman asked as he looked at the painting in Zhang Shanfeng's hand.

Zhang Shanfeng smiled and shook his head, "He misunderstood, although this stall owner's painting is a little problematic, it is not a fake, so this price is not too much." ”

"Besides, because there was something wrong with the painting, he didn't care about me asking for 800,000 yuan, and gave it to me, he is a good person who has lost his way back!"

Yan Chenyu was a little anxious when he heard Zhang Shanfeng say this, could it be because this vendor was a relative of Shanfeng's friend and intended to protect him?

Lie to the police, in case it is exposed, but you will get into trouble.

Hearing Zhang Shanfeng say this, Zeng Zhiguo was happy, haha, you are Zhang Shanfeng, drill into the trap yourself, then no wonder me!

"Comrade policeman, he is lying, before you came just now, several experienced and discerning people present have already identified it, and the painting is a fake, and it is definitely not worth the sky-high price! Zeng Zhiguo said anxiously, he couldn't wait to send Zhang Shanfeng into the bureau immediately.

"Mr. Zhang, are you convenient?" the little policeman asked with some embarrassment, although he wanted to uphold justice, but he didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

Zhang Shanfeng smiled, since everyone is so curious, it is not a big deal to appreciate a painting, let's come over and take a look!

"I've met you so many times, and I haven't asked for your name yet. Zhang Shanfeng asked the little policeman with a smile.

"Ah, you can just call me Lu Wei, the name is easy to remember. The little policeman said.

"Okay, Comrade Lu Wei, I just invite you to take a look at the mystery of this painting!"

Zhang Shanfeng said, squatting directly on the ground, pulling a piece of cloth from the vendor's stall, spreading it on the ground, and then carefully unfolding the painting.

The painting was slowly unfolded, and a minimalist freehand ink painting of flowers and birds appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

This is a calligraphy and painting of Zhu Qi, a painter in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties.

At first glance, it makes sense.

However, those who understand ancient calligraphy and painting, through subtle observation, can see that this is a work copied by later generations.

Although it is old, but because it is an imitation, its price is greatly discounted, even if the penmanship artistic conception is still in place, its value is less than one-ten-thousandth of the real product!

"Xiaofeng...... Judging from the inscription of this painting, it is different from the painting of Zhu Qi in my family's collection......" Yan Chenyu whispered in Zhang Shanfeng's ear.

Zhang Shanfeng gently patted Yan Chenyu's arm and motioned for him to look at the painting.

Seeing the curious and discussive voices of the people around him, the little policeman Lu Wei looked at Zhang Shanfeng with some embarrassment.

"Mr. Zhang, although I don't know much about painting, but looking at this, it seems that I really feel a little indescribable. Lu Wei said.

"Otherwise, the policeman's observation ability is sharper than ordinary people, and criminal investigation and handling cases require your skeptical spirit!" Zhang Shanfeng deliberately exaggerated Lu Wei.

"Mr. Zhang, don't make fun of me, tell me quickly, where is the mystery of this painting?" Lu Wei asked anxiously.

"Yes, Zhang Shanfeng, if you help that liar say good things today, you won't be able to eat and walk around!" Zeng Zhiguo shouted impatiently.

Zhang Shanfeng ignored him and directly found a delicate knife from the vendor's stall.

He leaned over and looked at the painting from the side, then carefully slipped the knife through the tear where the golden swallow had broken it.

With a slight pick, the painting was divided into two layers.

Seeing Zhang Shanfeng tear a good painting open with a knife, the surrounding onlookers couldn't help but sigh.

"Although this painting is fake, it is still beautiful, and it looks good when it is glued and hung at home, isn't it?"

"It's a shame to ruin it like this!"

"This person is really, he is so angry when he has money to harm things like this!"

"Hey, I said Zhang Shanfeng, your trick is ruthless enough, if you tear the painting, can't others see that it's a fake?" Zeng Zhiguo said anxiously.

But Zhang Shanfeng turned a deaf ear to these discussions, and he was still serious, using a knife to cut the painting mounted on the scroll in a circle.

Only Jin Yanzi and Yan Chenyu can see some clues, but they can't figure out what can be special under such a fake painting.

Soon, Zhang Shanfeng cut the painting in a circle.

"Everyone, look at it, the time has come to witness the miracle!" Zhang Shanfeng smiled and threw the knife aside.

Then he gently pinched the painting he had just cut out with his fingernails and lifted it up.

Just when everyone's attention was on Zhang Shanfeng's hand, Yan Chenyu pointed to the scroll on the ground that was framed with paintings, and exclaimed.

"It's so beautiful, it's a real thing!" Yan Chenyu exclaimed in surprise when he saw the bottom plate under the painting.

He carefully crouched down, with a look of a treasure on his face, and crouched on the ground to admire the baseboard.

It turned out to be a painting very similar to the one above, but it looked more expressive and exquisite!

When Jin Yanzi saw the painting, she couldn't help but cover her mouth.

I tore the corner of this "fake" before, but I didn't notice that there was another layer under it!

Interestingly, the above copy of the fake, its picture content, size, and placement are generally the same as the real thing.

There are also water birds under the water birds, lotus flowers under the lotus, and seals under the seals.

So, when the two paintings are stacked on top of each other, it is almost impossible to see that there is a painting underneath.

"It's so godly, Mr. Zhang, you say, how can there be a painting down here?" asked the little policeman Lu Wei in surprise.

"In the middle and late Qing Dynasty, everyone took the paintings of Zhu Qi as a model, and there were many people who copied and imitated him. ”

Presumably, the owner of this painting in later generations was obsessed with this painting, so after obtaining it, he copied it every day, deliberately putting his proud work above the original work and hanging it up for appreciation. ”

"Or maybe they cherish this painting and are afraid of being defaced, so they deliberately drew a copy of it themselves, attached grease, and embedded it on the original handiwork, so as to preserve the original work intact!"

"Xiao Feng, your eyes are really vicious, such a hidden mystery painting, even I didn't see the clues!" Yan Chenyu praised excitedly.

But in the crowd, one of them suddenly collapsed on the ground.

Everyone saw that it was the gentleman man who was pointed out by Zhang Shanfeng just now.

"My Paintings...... No wonder when I spent 300,000 yuan to collect this painting, the man repeatedly told me to collect it well, not to sell it easily, and said that it was his family's heirloom!" said the gentleman man without tears.

It turned out that the painting was his, and he wanted to snatch it back, but there were police officers in front of him, as well as witnesses who had just seen him flatly deny that he had anything to do with the painting!

Zhang Shanfeng smiled, "Sir, didn't you just say that you have nothing to do with this painting?

"I ...... I...... This painting ...... I just look good, and my eyes are greedy......" The gentleman man saw the hawker who shook his head at him, so he had to knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

It turned out that he thought he had received a fake, and in order to recover a little loss, he deliberately found a hawker and made a bureau to help him sell the painting.

I never thought that Jin Yanzi came over and kindly reminded them, they saw that Jin Yanzi had an extraordinary temperament and dressed luxuriously, so they knew that she was a girl from a rich family, so they waited for an opportunity to break the corner of the painting, pushed it on her, and let her take the blame.