Chapter 143 Who will believe your lies? (Subscribe)

Chapter 143 Who will believe your lies? (Subscribe)

As night falls, the sea of ​​neon lights in the Magic City still shines like a galaxy, bustling with people and never losing any of its prosperity.

The breeze blows gently through this metropolis from night to early morning.

The rising sun rose in the east and dyed half of the sky red.

Lao Bai came to his Wenbai studio as usual, intending to continue studying Lin Chuan's "Last Week's Antiques" and learn a little bit about antique counterfeiting methods to improve his cultural relic restoration technology.

Last night's meeting with Tingquan made him feel extremely satisfied.

The first imitation of the 'Taotie Pattern' was able to hide it from Tingquan and a large number of viewers in the live broadcast room.

This is undoubtedly the embodiment of technology!

Of course.

Because he has a background in cultural relic restoration, he is very good at forging bronzes.

"Last Week's Antiques" is a punishment!

At this time.

Lao Bai was sitting leisurely on the sofa in Wenbai's studio, with his legs crossed and shaking slightly. He held his mobile phone in his hand, opened the Kaihang Novel APP, and turned to "Last Week's Antiques".

"A new day starts with studying." Lao Bai was full of energy and said to himself with a smile.

The contents of the novel "Last Week's Antiques" appeared before his eyes.

‘The success of several successive counterfeitings of antiques has made me very famous in this small town and I have become a famous antique collector. ’

‘Many people come here to ask me for appraisals or to ship goods to me. ’

‘On this day, a man named Ye Lin came to the door with a calligraphy and painting. ’

'He has shiny and neat hair, glasses, and a foreign accent. He claims that he just arrived here for development and lacks funds, so he wants to create this calligraphy and painting. ’

'I looked at him and secretly laughed at his little plan. ’

‘By chance, I ran into him chatting and laughing in private with Zhang Cheng, the son of the president of the Ceramics Association. I accidentally learned that he and Zhang Cheng were cousins. ’

‘Coming to your door now with calligraphy and paintings is bound to be up to no good. ’

‘He slowly placed the calligraphy and painting on my desk, revealing a picture of bamboo and stone. ’

'In the painting, four bamboo poles stand tall and straight, with scattered bamboo leaves and different thicknesses of bamboo poles. Behind it, there is a huge lake stone outlined with the center. The brushwork is thin, hard and straight, with less scratches, sharp edges and corners, and a rugged shape. Standing tall in the lake. ''

Ye Qing introduced, this is Zheng Banqiao's authentic "Bamboo and Stone Pictures", worth 300,000 oceans, now sell it to me for only 200,000 oceans, hurry up. ’

'This is a forged "Bamboo and Stone Picture". The technique of the forgery is very clever. The inscriptions and postscripts were cut and the paper and silk were aged. Ordinary collectors cannot see it. Even experts have to study for a long time and dare not Conclusion. ’

'But I saw it right away. ’

After a little thought, I understood that this was Zhang Cheng, the son of the president of the Ceramics Association, and his conspiracy against me. In the end, I paid a price of 170,000 oceans for this fake "Bamboo and Stone Picture" . ’

'Because, I will let them take back this "Bamboo and Stone Picture" for 500,000 oceans! ’

‘…’

Lao Bai was immersed in the novel world of "Last Week's Antiques" and was fascinated by it.

Boom, boom, boom.

Suddenly, there were several knocks on the door outside Wenbai's studio.

"An order has arrived."

Lao Bai raised his eyebrows, and then his face became happy, so he immediately put down his phone and walked to the door.

But!

As soon as he arrived at the door, Lao Bai's joyful expression froze on his face and his eyes widened.

Standing at the door were two police comrades wearing blue uniforms, looking at him with burning eyes.

"Comrade police officers, what's the matter?"

Lao Bai asked with a surprised look on his face.

"Hello, are you Mr. Bai Yang?" One of the police comrades asked politely.

"What is wrong with me?"

Lao Bai nodded blankly and replied.

The police comrade who spoke looked at Lao Bai up and down, and then explained the reason: "Comrade Bai Yang, we are the police from the Shanghai Police Station. You are suspected of illegal tomb robbing. We will summon you in accordance with the law. Come with us." Let’s go.”

Lao Bai's heart suddenly pounded, and his eyes widened: "Comrade police, is there any misunderstanding here? I am a master's student in cultural relic restoration, how could I illegally rob a tomb?"

The police comrade asked: "Last night, I had a treasure appraisal with the anchor of Tingquan Treasure Appraisal. You identified a bronze with a Taotie pattern, right?"

Lao Bai nodded, but he quickly shook his head: "I identified last night that Tingquan's program effect was fake."

"counterfeit?"

The police comrade frowned slightly and asked, "Where is that bronze now?"

"I'll get it."

Lao Bai immediately turned around and trotted back to get the Taotie tattoo, and then handed it to the police comrades.

The two police comrades took out their mobile phones and carefully compared the details of the Taotie pattern.

"Two police comrades, do you also know how to identify?" Lao Bai looked at the serious look of the two people and couldn't help but ask.

A police comrade shook his head: "We are just checking to see if it is the one from last night."

"Well, it's definitely the one from last night."

Lao Bai twitched the corner of his mouth.

The two police comrades looked at each other and nodded. One of them said: "That's right, this is what we are looking for."

"This is a counterfeit. Why are you looking for it?"

Lao Bai couldn't help but ask.

The police comrade glanced at Lao Bai and smiled: "Comrade Bai Yang, we need to ask more professional people to identify whether this bronze is a counterfeit. Now please come with us first and cooperate with the investigation."

Another police comrade echoed: "If this bronze is confirmed to be a counterfeit, we will apologize to you."

It is everyone's obligation to cooperate with the investigation.

Lao Bai curled his lips: "Okay, I'll go with you."

"Thank you for your cooperation."

The two police comrades were very polite.

"By the way, where did you find the appraisal expert?" Lao Bai asked before going out.

"He is an appraisal expert from the Magic City Museum. He is very authoritative. Don't worry."

The police comrade explained.

If this bronze is confirmed to be authentic, then it should be displayed and exhibited in the museum in Shanghai.

Lao Bai breathed a sigh of relief and nodded secretly.

He secretly thought that the treasure appraisal experts at the Magic City Museum should all have real skills. It would not be difficult to tell that this bronze was a fake.

If it doesn’t work out, we still have a mentor.

Ask the instructor to help!

Small question, just go to the police station to punch in today. If possible, take a photo and send it to Lin Chuan's readers, so that they can see what it feels like to punch in at the police station.

Lao Bai calmly got into the police car and arrived at the police station in his district.

Subsequently.

He was in the waiting room, waiting for the experts' appraisal results.

The light in the room was very good. The sunlight shone in through the window, and the floor tiles under Lao Bai's feet were spread out into a large diamond shape. It moved slowly, and the diamond shape became more and more square, moving away from Lao Bai.

Lao Bai looked at the door boredly.

Finally, after sitting there for more than an hour, a comrade from the police opened the door and came straight to Lao Bai.

"Comrade police, I can go, right?"

Lao Bai's eyes lit up and he smiled.

It’s really hard to check in at this police station.

Just sitting here and waiting is not as comfortable and comfortable as sitting on the sofa at home and playing with your mobile phone.

Fortunately, everything is over and you can go home soon.

The policeman glanced at Lao Bai: "Comrade Bai Yang, please come with me now and we will interrogate you."

"Interrogation, what do you mean?"

Lao Bai's face was startled and he didn't react for a while.

"Your bronze has been authenticated by Gao Qinglin, the chief expert of the Shanghai Museum, and several other experts. Now, we suspect that you are suspected of illegal tomb robbing or illegal trading of national treasure-level cultural relics. Please cooperate with our investigation." Comrade police. His eyes were sharp, and his voice was a bit unreasonable.

"No, comrade policeman, Master Gao is mistaken. This can't be true! If you call my mentor, my mentor will definitely be able to tell."

Lao Bai felt a little panicked as if he had been struck by lightning.

He cursed a few times in his mind, are these experts serious?

Or is it really because Lin Chuan's 'Antique Counterfeiting Manual' is too harsh, coupled with my solid cultural relic restoration skills, that it led to such an embarrassing situation?

"We have also contacted your mentor just now. Without revealing your identity, he also believes that this bronze is genuine." The police comrade smiled and replied.

"ah?"

Lao Bai was stunned on the spot.

Teacher, you are killing your relatives for the sake of justice.

"Please, go into the interrogation room and explain everything clearly, and we will give you justice." The police comrade stretched out a hand and motioned for Lao Bai to go to the interrogation room.

Lao Bai cried sadly.

This seems to be a bit out of control. When he imitated the 'Taotie Pattern Yao', there was no imitation mark. Who would have thought that his tutor and the chief expert of the museum would both identify it as genuine! ?

Clang.

Lao Bai walked into the cold interrogation room, which was familiar yet unfamiliar.

He was familiar with it because he often saw emoticons related to the interrogation room in Lin Chuan's readership, but they were all used to tease the criminal suspect Lin.

Strange because it was his first time entering the legendary interrogation room!

In this June season, Lao Bai was wearing thin clothes and could clearly feel the coldness coming from the tiger bench beneath him.

There were no windows in the interrogation room, and the surrounding walls were in cold gray tones, with slogans saying 'Leniency for those who confess, severity for those who resist'.

Lao Bai looked down unconsciously as if he had made a mistake.

There was also a line of slogans written on the floor.

——Your family is waiting for you to come home.

At this time.

The two policemen sitting opposite Lao Bai had sorted out the information and were ready to start questioning.

The person in charge of the interrogation was the policeman who summoned Lao Bai. His name was Chen Hui. He was about the same age as Lao Bai and Lin Chuan. He had regular features and a sharp look between his eyebrows.

Chen Hui looked at Lao Bai, and after asking about Lao Bai's age, occupation and other information as usual, he began to ask: "How did you obtain this 'Taotie Pattern Yao' bronze vessel?"

"I faked it."

Lao Bai took a deep breath, curled his lips, and answered truthfully.

Among the readers, he has learned many ways to avoid pitfalls in interrogation.

If there is no crime, just answer truthfully. Don't hide anything, otherwise the description will become darker and darker. Of course, you must stick to the facts and choose your words carefully.

Chen Hui was slightly startled: "Several experts have identified the 'Taotie pattern 卣' as authentic. Are you sure it is a counterfeit?"

Lao Bai frowned and thought for a moment: "Officer Chen, experts sometimes make mistakes."

"Comrade Bai Yang, perhaps one expert is not convincing enough, but for this 'Taotie Patterned Jar', the chief expert of the Magic City Museum and several famous and authoritative experts, including your mentor, participated in the appraisal. Isn't it convincing enough?"

The presiding police officer Chen Hui frowned slightly and asked back.

"Well, police comrade, I am not questioning the level of these experts, but this bronze ware is a bit special. It was forged by secret methods and can be mistaken for the real thing, so several experts may misjudge it when they first encounter it." Old Bai said angrily.

Chen Hui frowned even deeper and asked in confusion: "Comrade Bai Yang, do you have any secret methods that your mentor has not seen?"

Hu——

Old Bai puffed his cheeks, exhaled heavily, and said seriously: "Officer Chen, this secret method has to start from a novel."

"Novel?"

Chen Hui and the police comrade who was taking notes next to him looked at each other.

It's not that he hasn't heard of weird answers.

But, this answer is too weird, right?

Can the secret method of counterfeiting antiques be related to novels?

"Yes."

Lao Bai nodded seriously.

"You mean, you learned this secret method from a novel, and then you counterfeited a bronze ware, that is, the 'Taotie Patterned You', participated in the live treasure appraisal, deceived the Tingquan treasure appraisal anchor, and deceived several famous experts?"

At this time, Chen Hui leaned back slightly and smiled.

Obviously.

He almost said one sentence - who do you think will believe your nonsense?

Really Xing, now you can use novels as a shield!

"Yes, this is what happened." Lao Bai nodded honestly.

Chen Hui chuckled.

The police comrade who was taking notes next to him also pursed his lips tightly, with a smile on his lips, thinking about the sad things that happened recently.

We have received professional training, no matter how funny things are, we will not laugh.

Unless... can't help it.

"Comrade police, don't laugh, this is what really happened!" Lao Bai looked at the two policemen's smiles, his mouth twitched, and he immediately argued.

"Ahem!"

Chen Hui coughed lightly, "Sorry, I just thought of something happy, let's continue."

"Yeah."

Lao Bai pouted.

"Just now I asked you that you learned the secret method of counterfeiting antiques from a novel. What is the name of this novel?" Chen Hui calmed down the smile on his lips and continued to ask.

"Last Week's Antiques, Qihang Novel, Author Lin."

Lao Bai explained Lin Chuan and his novel.

Now that several experts have identified the 'Taotie Patterned Urn' as a genuine product, and the thing is in his hands, he can only explain it truthfully.

Otherwise, he will really have to stay in the police station.

There is another chapter tonight, but it will be a little later. Brothers, happy 520!