Chapter 87: Serial Set

"Teacher Lu, I can understand your curiosity, but this is not very appropriate......"

Listening to my words, Officer Gan responded.

As soon as he said that, I knew he had misunderstood me.

"No, I'm not trying to feast my eyes." I shook my head and said, "I think there's something wrong with this, and we need to verify it." ”

"What's the problem?" Officer Gan asked, and then turned his head to look at Officer Li.

"Don't look at me." Officer Li smiled, "In terms of professionalism, I still trust Mr. Lu's judgment. ”

"I can't say it now, because I think it's a little strange myself."

I still won't give my reasons.

But when the police handle a case, it is not enough to rely on feelings alone.

Officer Gan shook his head: "You have to convince me first, Mr. Lu." ”

I glanced at him. Officer Xiao Wu and Officer Li around me all set their eyes on me.

"Okay......" I scratched my head, "what do you say......"

"Say whatever you want." Officer Gan was a little anxious.

"I suspect those ancient paintings that have been excavated,......" I paused, "I suspect there is a problem." ”

At this point, anyone with a brain should be able to guess what I mean.

Officer Gan and Officer Li both frowned, looking incredulous.

Only Officer Xiao Wu was still staring at those big beautiful eyes, waiting for my next step.

"And then?" Seeing that I was slow to speak, she asked.

"That's it." I was stunned for a moment and replied.

"Huh?" Officer Xiao Wu looked at me stupidly, and then looked at the two officers next to me.

Officer Gan didn't care about her, pondered for a while, and stood up.

"I'll go out and make a call." He turned and walked out of the room.

The three of us are left, you look at me, I look at you.

"Ahem......" Officer Li touched his pocket, "I'll go out and smoke a cigarette......"

With that, he got up and went out.

Only me and Officer Xiao Wu were left in the room, and the atmosphere was a little strangely awkward.

Teacher Lu...... Do you still know about the identification of ancient paintings? Officer Xiao Wu has nothing to say.

"A little." I replied with three words.

The air was suddenly quiet again.

Gollum ......

A thunderous rumble sounded from the stomach......

Damn, I haven't eaten for a day, I haven't eaten any meals on the plane, and my stomach is starting to protest.

My face flushed.

Officer Xiao Wu laughed out loud.

She looks pretty good when she laughs......

I inexplicably remembered what Xia Yun used to role-play......

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Officer Gan walked in.

"I just applied with the leader, Mr. Lu, we will go to the Cultural Relics Bureau now." He said.

"Good!" I immediately stood up, and Officer Wu followed.

When we went out, we met Officer Li, who was smoking a cigarette, and when he saw us, he put the cigarette butt on the sole of his shoe and snuffed it out and threw it into the trash can on the side.

"Done?" He asked Officer Gan.

"That's it." Officer Gan nodded, "Let's go." ”

As soon as I got into the car, I didn't see Officer Xiao Wu.

Officer Gan frowned, and as soon as he picked up the phone, Officer Xiao Wu ran over panting from a distance.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She sat in the passenger cab with a bag of bread in her hand.

"Isn't it time to eat at noon?" Officer Gan started the car and didn't forget to talk about her.

Officer Wu didn't answer, turned around and handed me bread and a bottle of mineral water.

"Eat something, Mr. Lu." She smiled at me.

This move made the three big men in the car stunned.

Officer Gan gave her a meaningful look.

Officer Li rolled his eyes and looked out the window.

I'm a little embarrassed, I can't pick it up, I don't pick it up.

"Don't ink, work matters."

However, Officer Xiao Wu didn't care much about other people's eyes, and motioned for me to take it quickly.

"Thank you." My heart warmed, and there was an indescribable sense of comfort.

The car was speeding all the way, and I was eating bread in my mouth, but there was no communication with Officer Xiao Wu.

We arrived at the Antiquities Bureau very quickly.

In the temporary warehouse on the second floor, we saw a pile of ancient painting scrolls on the table.

Masks, gloves, magnifying glasses, several of us were fully armed.

But they were just on the sidelines, watching my movements.

I gently picked up a scroll, laid it flat on the table, and slowly opened it.

As soon as I got my hands on it, I had a premonition that there was something wrong with the painting.

But I need to make sure that in earnest.

I used the magnifying glass in my hand to carefully look at the painting in my hand. The rice paper is a bit hard to the touch, and it looks like it has been aged for enough time, but if you look closely, you can find some clues......

I opened three or four scrolls in a row and checked them all.

Then he nodded at them: "It's okay." ”

"Confirm there's a problem?" Officer Gan asked me.

"Hmm......," I nodded, "If you're not sure, you can find an expert to confirm again." ”

"No, I trust your professional judgment." Officer Gan said, "We will go back to the bureau immediately and reorient the case." ”

"Okay." I glanced at Officer Li, "I trust my judgment, if I'm not mistaken, this is a typical 'ancient tomb artifact serial set'." ”

On the way back, Officer Wu asked me what a serial set was.

"To what extent do you think that fraud can make people completely deceived?" I asked her rhetorically.

"A fake is a fake, and no matter how much you cheat, it's useless." She said.

"And what if it's a fake painting dug up from the tomb?" I asked.

"How can it be a fake painting dug up from the tomb?" She wondered, "You mean, the ancients hundreds of years ago also faked?" ”

"No, modern fake paintings......" I said.

"How can a modern fake painting be dug up from a tomb?" She asked rhetorically, "Do you want to dig up the grave...... Can you bury it again? ”

After she finished speaking, she was stunned.

Immediately, his eyes turned to Officer Gan, and then to me and Officer Li who were sitting in the back seat.

Officer Li and I glanced at each other, and we all thought of Brother Mazi.

"That's right, counterfeiting technology is at its peak. Not to mention now, even the popular Kolo printing technology more than 10 years ago is a kind of plate making technology that can almost be used to make real photos, if the materials of plate making are used in the materials painted by the ancients, then, in terms of realistic effect and charm restoration, it has been undoubtedly the real product. ”

I explained in my mouth, but I kept thinking about Brother Mazi in my heart.

"But that's just realistic, how to make a sense of time?" Officer Xiao Wu continued to ask.

"When you talk about the sense of time, you are doing old technology. There are a lot of things, such as hanging the painting on the wall, and then putting a large pot underneath, pouring Wang Laoji herbal tea into it, and burning it all the time, the gas evaporated by the herbal tea can make the painting yellow, and the rice paper and pigment will be crunchy, becoming as old as hundreds of years. ”

"What about after it's old?"

"Bury the fake paintings in the tombs, dig them up, find experts to appraise them, then go abroad or put them at auction, and then change hands layer by layer...... This is the serial set. ”

"According to you, the villager met not a tomb robber? Instead of coming to bury the painting? ”

"I doubt it...... That villager is also their accomplice......"

"Why?"

"No reason, intuition."