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Chapter 282 I want to see Lu Lan

Sun Qiang didn't leave too much information, and Qin Fei thought it might not be suitable for disclosure, so he didn't ask.

When he landed at Yucheng Airport, he only said that he had something to do, and asked Zhuo Xiaoxuan to send his parents back, and then went straight to Yucheng City Bureau.

When Sun Qiang was talking to Qin Fei in Yucheng, it was time for Qin Fei's plane to land, so Qin Fei felt that Sun Qiang must have arranged for someone to wait for him at the city bureau.

But who knew that as soon as he sent Zhuo Xiaoxuan and her parents to the car, a police car stopped beside him.

The car door opened, revealing a dark face: "Mr. Qin Fei?"

While talking, he compared the photos in his hand, and then grinned with white teeth: "I am Zhang Min from the Municipal Bureau, Mayor Sun asked me to pick you up, time is running out, hurry up boarding."

After saying that, he held up his phone to show Qin Fei the WeChat screenshot on his phone to verify his identity.

For some reason, Qin Fei thought of Zheng Ding at that moment, with the same vigor and heartless smile.

Qin Fei got into the car without saying a word.

Zhang Min has a cheerful personality. As soon as Qin Fei got into the car, he opened the folder in his hand and touched Qin Fei's shoulder with his elbow: "You look about my age, so I won't call you Mr. Qin Fei, but you elder brother."

Without waiting for Qin Fei to respond, Zhang Min continued: "Brother, the city bureau cracked a case of theft of cultural relics last night. But whether the cultural relics were lost and genuine, the people in the Public Security Bureau are not professional and dare not jump to conclusions. When the suspect was captured, experts from Chongqing City were invited to the municipal bureau."

"But these experts were busy all night and could not come up with a conclusion. Half of them said it was genuine, and the other half said it was a fake. In the end, the two parties reached a consensus. Those who identified it as a fake would imitate and then make it old according to the inference, until it has the same appearance as this item. , then use chemical penetration research, and finally through instrument identification, it can be completely determined.”

"It's just that this set of procedures will take at least half a month."

As Zhang Min said, Qin Fei analyzed in his heart.

The identification method mentioned by Zhang Min is the most accurate, and it can be used when the authenticity cannot be determined, but the disadvantage is that it takes too long.

But in the antique business, half a month is still reasonable.

In general cases, this time period is also acceptable.

The theft of cultural relics is not an emergency case. The reason why you are so anxious and call Sun Qiang, who is handling major and special cases, to report and ask for help can only show that this suspect is very important and sensitive.

Qin Fei thought so, and Zhang Min continued to introduce: "But this time the suspect has a special identity. He is the owner of Phalaenopsis, named Lu Lan."

When Zhang Min said this, he deliberately lowered his voice and said: "You may not know that we are secretly investigating the Phalaenopsis organization, and we are expecting to hold a big job."

"So we can't scare the enemy. If this cultural relic is a fake, it may be Phalaenopsis's temptation to the police. We must release him as soon as possible, so as not to affect our collection."

"If it's a genuine product, you can detain Lu Lan first with a proper reason, and then speed up the digging of the Phalaenopsis."

As soon as he heard the word "Phalaenopsis", Qin Fei's heart beat faster.

The police were secretly investigating Phalaenopsis. Not only did Qin Fei know about it, he was also the one who gave Sun Qiang the advice.

Zheng Ding and Xiao Qi couldn't die in vain, and couldn't let Tao Jun be assassinated by Shen Hong as a result. Qin Fei once swore that even if there was an iceberg behind, he would definitely dig it out.

Even if the police no longer pursue the case, he will personally spare no effort to see this matter through to the end.

But then again, how could the police not pursue it, since the one who died was one of their own.

Thinking of this, his exhaustion disappeared, and his eyes lit up when he looked at Zhang Min.

Zhang Min thought it was his secret, which cheered up Qin Fei and raised his chin with a smile: "It was Mayor Sun who recommended you to do the appraisal. I have heard of your name before. I can appraise the treasure in just one second." It’s yours.”

Qin Fei nodded and said, "Which ancient artifact is it?"

Zhang Min scratched his head and thought about it for a while before saying, "What is it called 'Remnant Unknown Books of the Republic of China'?"

Then he couldn't help complaining: "The unknown book is so valuable, and it is even listed as a nationally protected cultural relic."

After saying that, he realized that the other lines were like mountains apart, and he was afraid that he had made a joke, so he quickly shut up.

Qin Fei was thinking about something in his heart, and he only responded and didn't say anything. The car became quiet, and Qin Fei began to close his eyes and rest his mind.

Qin Fei actually fell asleep and had a dream. He dreamed of Zheng Ding. Zheng Ding smiled at Qin Fei with his teeth bared: "I heard that Xiao Qi confessed to you?"

Just as Qin Fei was about to answer, he braked and the police car stopped.

Qin Fei opened his eyes and saw that he had already reached the gate of the Municipal Bureau.

Because of that dream, Qin Fei was in a bad mood. He opened the car door and walked inside.

Zhang Min didn't know what was wrong, but he could tell that Qin Fei was not happy, so he trotted two steps to catch up, this time he didn't speak any more, and led him directly to the place where the ancient object was stored.

Zhang Min was registering and completing formalities at the door, and Qin Fei opened the door directly and went in.

That thing is on the table.

Qin Fei opened his clairvoyant eyes, and what was on the table was the genuine "Republic of China Fragmented and Unknown Books".

This "unnamed fragmentary book from the Republic of China" is difficult to determine the date of its name due to its dilapidation, but based on the text and writing style, it can be judged to be a product of the Republic of China.

The records in it are very complicated, including records of ancient documents and annotations on novels and novels. However, because the bound paper used in it is Qingtan leather paper from Xuancheng County in Tianbao period, the value of thousand-year-old antiquities is extraordinary. The calligraphy skills of the text, so the value is inestimable.

Old paper itself is very expensive, and it is terribly expensive.

The authenticity of this kind of book is actually not difficult to judge.

But this book has been faked.

That is to say, the antiques are imitated, but the real ones are used to imitate them, which should be to deceive people, and the imitations are also some years old.

It is impossible to verify the reason why the genuine product is a fake.

This has always been one of the reasons why Yucheng antique experts were unable to determine the result.

What made Tan Fei fall into deep thought was something else.

Qin Fei has contact with people from Phalaenopsis. Phalaenopsis is only contaminated with antiques by people from the quack school, and their eyesight and skills are not enough.

So the people of Phalaenopsis have the ability to see through the fake appearance of this book to see the real product of its inner power?
Qin Fei really didn't think there was such a person in Phalaenopsis.

So, why did Lu Lan take this fake state-protected cultural relic?
Is it really to test the police's movements towards Phalaenopsis?
The Phalaenopsis master personally tested it?

It doesn't make sense anyway.

Qin Fei's brain was spinning rapidly. At this moment, Zhang Min opened the door and came in. Qin Fei raised his head and asked, "Please apply for me. I want to see Lu Lan."

(End of this chapter)