We asked you to solve cases, and here you are sharing your criminal experiences?

Police cars moved intermittently through the morning rush hour traffic in Jiangcheng City.

Song Qianxia sat in the back row, chewing on a steamed bun, her mind filled with thoughts of the Deep Sea Auction. She casually asked a question.

"Captain Gu, what happened at the museum?"

Gu Tingchen steered with one hand, skillfully changing lanes in the traffic.

"The deep-sea auction is in three days. A large-scale treasure exhibition at the Jiangcheng Museum, sponsored by the Xinghai Charity Foundation, also opens in three days. Do you think this is a coincidence?"

Song Qianxia shuddered. On the surface, it seemed like a scheduling conflict, but the official exhibition had the most legitimate financial transactions and security backing, making it a perfect cover for money laundering.

Lin Wan sat with her in the back row, flipping through the compiled documents in their hands.

"The Jiangcheng Museum is exhibiting national treasures this time."

"The Xinghai Foundation just transferred 50 million yuan out of its account last night. The final destination of the funds was the Jiangcheng Museum's corporate account."

"The official reason is to upgrade the venue's security and insure the exhibits, adding infrared nets, gravity sensors, and 24-hour surveillance without blind spots."

Song Qianxia pouted.

What's the point of the highest level of security? As long as the system is connected to the internet, it's just a leaky fishing net.

Security upgrade? More like it's to make it easier for their own people to come and go!

Half an hour later, the police car stopped in front of the Jiangcheng Museum.

The area has been cordoned off. There are security personnel all around.

A huge poster hung at the main entrance: "Special Exhibition of Treasures of Jiangcheng Through the Ages." The date was listed as three days later.

Song Qianxia followed Gu Tingchen and Lao Zheng into the hall and found it in complete chaos.

Staff members were pushing the temperature-controlled display case around. The security supervisor was shouting into a walkie-talkie.

"Captain Gu, Director Wang is in the special exhibition hall on the second floor." A local police officer who had arrived earlier ran over to lead the way.

The doors to the second-floor premium exhibition hall were open.

Before they even went inside, they heard a loud argument coming from within.

"This is definitely fake! The color of the patina is completely wrong!"

"Old Li, this Boshan incense burner was brought back from overseas at a high price. The certificate of authenticity and all the necessary import/export documents are complete!"

"Documents can be forged, but the artifacts themselves cannot! The gold inlay technique here completely lacks the vividness of the Han Dynasty!"

Song Qianxia peeked inside.

In the center of the exhibition hall stands a huge bulletproof glass case. Inside is an exquisitely crafted Han Dynasty inlaid gold and silver Boshan incense burner.

Two elderly men with gray hair were arguing heatedly around the display case.

The man on the left wearing a Zhongshan suit is Mr. Li, the museum's chief appraisal expert.

The man on the right in a suit and tie is Deputy Curator Chen.

Director Wang stood between the two, sweating profusely and constantly wiping his brow with a handkerchief.

"Stop arguing, you two! The opening is about to start, and city leaders are coming. If you say the final exhibit is fake, you're practically killing me!"

Gu Tingchen stepped into the exhibition hall and presented his identification.

"City Public Security Bureau Criminal Investigation Division."

The noise stopped abruptly, and Director Wang rushed over as if he had seen a savior.

"You've finally arrived! We were just discussing some academic issues here," Director Wang said with a laugh, trying to brush things off.

Gu Tingchen ignored him and walked straight to the display case.

"An academic issue? If the final exhibit is a fake, then it's not an academic issue, it's fraud."

Deputy Curator Chen immediately jumped out.

"Captain Gu, don't listen to Old Li's nonsense. This Boshan incense burner was bought by the Xinghai Foundation for 80 million yuan and donated to the museum free of charge."

"Our expert team has performed carbon-14 dating, so the age is definitely not a problem."

Old Li was so angry that he trembled all over and pointed at Deputy Curator Chen's nose while cursing.

"The machine can only determine the age of the material! If a counterfeiter uses old copper for casting, of course, carbon-14 dating won't show any problems!"

"Look at the cloud patterns on this stove lid; the lines are stiff. That's called resembling the form but not the spirit!"

Deputy Curator Chen retorted sharply.

"That's idealism! What do you mean by 'similar' or 'unsimilar'? You can't provide any scientific evidence; you're just spouting nonsense!"

The two looked like they were about to start arguing again.

Song Qianxia stood behind Gu Tingchen and yawned boredly.

She stayed up most of last night and is so sleepy she can barely keep her eyes open.

Her gaze passed over Gu Tingchen's shoulder and landed on the Boshan incense burner, which was regarded as a priceless treasure.

The lid of the stove is hollowed out in the shape of undulating mountains, and its surface is inlaid with intricate gold and silver threads, which gleam with an ancient and mysterious luster under the spotlight.

But I only glanced at it.

Song Qianxia's sleepiness vanished completely.

She knows this thing all too well.

In his previous life in Cyrillic Continent, Qianmian spent two whole months in the underground black market in order to track down a criminal network that specialized in smuggling cultural relics.

That underground black market is full of these "high-quality counterfeit goods".

The surface design of the Boshan incense burner is indeed impressive, the gold and silver inlay technique is very delicate, and even the bronze rust marks on it are made to look lifelike.

However, the aging process on industrial assembly lines can never replicate the natural traces left by time.

"Sigh." Song Qianxia couldn't help but sigh, "This thing is obviously fake, what's the point of arguing about it?"

All eyes turned to her.

Lin Wan desperately tried to wink at her.

Grandma, this is a national treasure valued at 80 million! Do you think this is some 3D print you bought on the street?!

Deputy Curator Chen immediately jumped up and down, pointing his finger at Song Qianxia and angrily rebuking her:

"Where did this brat come from! Talking nonsense like this! Do you even know what gold and silver inlay is? Do you know what Han Dynasty bronzes are?! These are national treasures donated back by patriotic overseas Chinese! Is this the kind of ridiculous attitude you police use to handle cases?!"

A hint of surprise flashed across Old Li's originally flushed face. He adjusted his reading glasses and looked Song Qianxia up and down:

"Young lady, you're standing so far away, what makes you so sure it's obviously fake?"

Song Qianxia mentally slapped herself a hundred times.

Serves you right for being so talkative! Your professional habit has kicked in again!

She instinctively shrank behind Gu Tingchen.

But the other party only said one sentence.

"Advisor Song, please explain the basis of your judgment in terms that everyone can understand."

Song Qianxia was dumbfounded.

Good heavens, you've changed, you living devil!

Director Wang was so anxious he kept wiping his sweat: "Forget it, forget it, this young man was probably just saying it casually. This is a treasure valued at fifty million by the insurance bureau, you can't joke about it."

"No! We must make this clear today!" Deputy Director Chen and Old Li shouted in unison.