Let you walk around the world, you start to catch traffickers

"The rest of the stolen cultural relics have all been brought to justice."

Speak loudly.

The whole room was instantly silent.

Only the heavy breathing of the crowd remained.

Secretary Wei was sweating profusely on the sidelines.

While pointing at the wooden boxes in the room, they kept chattering.

Seeing this, the bald middle-aged man's face became extremely gloomy.

But I also understood what he meant.

Turning around, he winked at a person behind him.

That person also understood.

Immediately stepped forward to open one of the wooden boxes, took out the magnifying glass and checked it carefully several times.

Then he shook his head and said, "Leader, although these things look real, I can be sure they are fakes, and many details are not the same as the real ones..."

The bald middle-aged man heard this.

My heart was filled with ecstasy.

This finally caught Zhou Ling in public.

Immediately sternly shouted, "Zhou Ling, it's a waste of our trust in you, why do you use such fake products to fool us?"

By the way, pointing to the people around him, "This is a member of the Yanjing Han family, who has always been a leader in the country in appraising cultural relics. What else do you have to say?"

There are many people present.

They were all scolded by Zhou Ling's words just now.

They all spoke out in solidarity, wishing to spray him to death with that posture.

Zhai Wen is like an ant on a hot pot.

He wanted to say something to defend Zhou Ling, but he didn't know how to say it for a while.

Xu Qiubai who was sitting next to him smiled lightly.

Patting him on the shoulder, he pointed to another corner of the room calmly.

Zhai Wen looked in the direction.

I saw Zhao Muxue who didn't know when, she was quietly talking to everyone with her mobile phone.

Look like that.

It seems to be... a live broadcast?

What kind of medicine is sold in Zhou Ling's gourd?

really.

Wait until the voices of those guys gradually eased down.

Only then did Zhou Ling slowly walk in front of the bald man step by step, "Yanjing Han's family?"

"You really have a heart."

The irony almost overflowed the room.

But I haven't waited for the other party to speak.

Zhou Ling picked up a wooden tripod and said leisurely, "The cloud-patterned lacquer tripod of the Western Han Dynasty was unearthed from Mawangdui Tomb No. [-]."

"Its shape is dignified and majestic, the moiré on the surface is even clearer, and the color matching is elegant."

His voice just fell.

The Xie Dingnan sneered, "You can't change the fact that it's a fake even if you say so much!"

Zhou Ling looked at him with a slanted mouth, "When did I say it's not a fake?"

Xie Dingnan was taken aback.

Subconsciously blurted out, "Then you..."

The second half of the sentence was still stuck in his throat.

All I saw was a small hammer in Zhou Ling's hand.

He tapped lightly on the wooden tripod.

Everyone exclaimed in fright.

Even Xu Qiubai was taken aback and stood up from the sofa.

Under those thick glasses.

His eyes were full of shock.

"Everyone knows that the Yu family's counterfeiting techniques are unparalleled in the world."

"How can someone see the clues easily?"

Zhou Ling raised the wooden tripod with a big hole in it.

Zheng Zheng said calmly in his voice, "However, few people know that the Yu family's real ability to suppress the bottom of the box is called using fakes to wrap the truth!"

Zhai Wen seemed to realize something.

Even breathing is stagnant.

He looked at Xu Qiubai with confusion in his eyes.

The latter caressed the mirror frame on the bridge of his nose.

The tone was also unbelievable, "The Yu family's fakes are so ingenious that it is difficult to tell the real from the fake to a large extent."

"The so-called covering the truth with the false, I have only heard of it from the teacher. Could it be that someone has passed on this unique skill?"

As for the Yu family, Xu Qiubai also knew a few of them.

But I have never heard these four words from their mouths...

Zhou Ling nodded slightly, "Old Xu is right!"

Immediately, another hammer hit the wooden tripod.

After everyone exclaimed.

I saw that there seemed to be something hidden in the small hole in the damaged surface of the tripod.

Zhou Ling raised his hand and tapped lightly on the crack.

A jaw-dropping scene immediately appeared.

The original surface of the tripod instantly showed scale-like cracks, and under the watchful eyes of the public, pieces quickly peeled off, revealing a wooden tripod hidden inside.

Zhou Ling stretched out his hand and placed it in front of Xie Dingnan, "Now, let the expert you invited take a look again, is this tripod real?"

Xie Dingnan turned around and looked blankly.

The man he invited rolled his throat a few times with difficulty, nodded in the same blank, and stammered back, "True, it's true..."

The reversal came too fast.

Almost everyone's bodies are running forward, and their souls are chasing after them.

"What are you still doing?"

"Quick! Check them all for me, are these cultural relics all fake?"

Xu Qiubai, who returned to his soul first, slapped his thigh suddenly.

Shouted loudly towards Zhai Wen.

Zhou Ling is really amazing!

Originally, Xu Qiubai planned to show his old face and protect this kid.

Unexpectedly, the backhand hit everyone's face swollen.

Zhai Wen woke up like a dream.

Turn your head into a chicken pecking rice.

A big wave.

The members of the museum expert team who came with him couldn't wait to rush to open the box.

It turns out that the real thing never left the museum.

Who would believe this?

I'm afraid only the novels of future great gods dare to write like this!

A drop of cold sweat.

It slipped down from the temples of the bald man.

He looked around and found that no one noticed him.

Then he moved weakly towards the door.

But before he could move a few steps, he was slapped heavily on the shoulder.

Turning his head, he met Qian Dajun's big face.

grin.

Showing a mouth full of big white teeth, "Where do you want to go?"

Xie Dingnan: ...

With the door was slammed shut.

The hearts of many people in the room also jumped a few times.

Almost an hour passed.

Even if the air conditioner in the room is turned on to the maximum.

Zhai Wen wiped the sweat from his forehead vigorously.

Being tired is part of it.

More importantly, it is because of excitement.

Even his voice trembled a little, "Old Xu, we've made it clear..."

"Thirty national treasures, one is not bad, all are genuine!"

This word is exported.

Even though everyone was mentally prepared, they still couldn't help but gasped in surprise.

In fact, Zhou Ling already knew this when he was in the museum.

It is this lacquered tripod with cloud patterns from the Western Han Dynasty, on which Yu Wenzhong left an important flaw.

Have to admit.

Qiu Wenyuan had a good plan.

From the very beginning, he never planned to transport this batch of cultural relics out of Star City immediately.

Instead, it was hidden among the fakes.

Wait until the wind blows over.

With their contacts in Hunan Province, they can easily obtain these fakes at a small price.

After all, how many people care about fakes?

In this game, every detail has been thoroughly considered.

Even human nature is perfectly grasped.

If it wasn't for Zhou Ling's systematic help.

You can't even touch the hairs of others.