Chapter 372 Evidence
Chapter 372 Evidence
Mr. Li looked at the porcelain in Old Chen's hand with wide eyes: "Could it be that those people harmed me because of this thing?"
Old Chen took a look and said, "Porcelain from the Ming Dynasty is not worth much. You have some better ones here."
Tang Qiu also said: "Grandpa Li, let's wait and see. Maybe all this is just my imagination. Don't worry."
As he was speaking, Lao Chen's cell phone rang. He went to answer it while Tang Qiu and Mr. Li continued watching.
Tang Qiu saw that there were too many things in Mr. Li's room, and they were too messy. He simply turned on the perspective and looked at them directly.
She was worried that she had missed something, so she looked very carefully, until she saw a location and her eyes stopped there.
Tang Qiu retracted his gaze and walked towards that direction.
It was a painting, a painting hanging on the wall.
Old Master Li couldn't help but get nervous when he saw Tang Qiu staring at the painting on the wall. Did this mean that he had found another treasure?
Tang Qiu picked up the painting.
Mr. Li finally couldn't help but ask, "How is it? Is this an authentic work of Qi Baishi?"
Tang Qiu couldn't help but laugh. Although she didn't know much about Qi Baishi, after all, he was not from the same dynasty, but she still had some understanding of calligraphy and painting.
"If the Qi Baishi you are talking about was painted last year, then it is possible."
"Go, last year?"
Mr. Li reacted for a moment, then was filled with disappointment: "No, since it's not the original, what's the point of having it? You can't say they want to harm me because of this fake, right? Then am I, an old man, so worthless?"
Tang Qiu nodded: "Yes, it is indeed because of this."
Just as Mr. Li was about to retort, he saw Lao Chen return to the room again: "It has been investigated. They are indeed targeting Lao Li, but why hasn't it been investigated yet? I have arranged to find out who Boss Wang's superior is. Maybe we can find out the result."
After that, Lao Chen looked at them and asked, "What are you arguing about?"
Old Master Li said, "This girl said that they harmed me because of this painting. But she also said that this painting was a fake. Although I am not a big shot, I am still worth a lot. It is too much to frame me because of such a shabby painting, isn't it?"
Old Chen looked at Tang Qiu: "Did you find something?"
Tang Qiu nodded: "Just now I suddenly realized that this painting seems to be heavier than the other paintings."
Old Chen's eyes widened: "Are you saying there might be a layer inside?"
Tang Qiu responded, "Yes. Third Grandpa, please take a look."
As he spoke, Tang Qiu handed the painting to Lao Chen.
The moment Lao Chen took the painting, he realized, "Indeed, the weight is completely different. You have a good eye."
Tang Qiu smiled and said, "When dispensing medicine, you have to be precise to a few milligrams. Now it's not just your hands that can tell, your eyes can tell too."
When Mr. Li heard that there was a mezzanine, he couldn't help but get excited: "Don't say so much, hurry up, open it and see if there is any treasure inside." Such stories are often passed down in the treasure world. In order to protect good things, some people will hide them in something that looks inconspicuous.
Seeing him like this, Old Chen shook his head speechlessly: "You old fellow, you really are not afraid of death. Until now, you are still thinking about whether you have found a treasure, and you don't think about whether this thing will cost you your life!"
Mr. Li waved his hand: "I have thought it through. I will stay here until this matter is resolved. Who dares to cause trouble for me in your territory?"
Old Chen was amused and speechless: "You old man, aren't you afraid that the younger generation will laugh at you?"
Unexpectedly, Tang Qiu nodded: "I agree with Grandpa Li's idea. For your own safety, face is nothing."
Mr. Li smiled happily, with pride in his words: "See, even this girl thinks I did the right thing!"
Old Chen shook his head: "In order to prevent you from eating and drinking for free here, it seems that I have to help you find the person behind the scenes."
Mr. Li nodded seriously: "Of course. Besides, I know where your treasures are. Since I can't go out to see them, I'll go to your place to see them. You can't chase me away, can you?"
Old Chen was completely speechless now.
He immediately took the painting and walked to the desk in the room: "I want to see what's inside. If it's not worth it, I'll make those people pay me back!"
The three of them gathered around the table, their eyes fixed on the painting.
Old Chen skillfully disassembled the scroll and said, "Sure enough, there is a layer inside."
As he spoke, Lao Chen opened the compartment little by little, and the contents were exposed at once.
Mr. Li looked at the things in the interlayer with a look of regret on his face: "This, this handwriting looks worse than what I wrote, and it was only written with a carbon pen, right?"
On the contrary, Lao Chen's expression became serious: "Lao Li, you are really lucky to survive this time."
Mr. Li was confused: "No, what on earth is this?" Because Mr. Li was presbyopic, he couldn't see such small words clearly.
Seeing that Tang Qiu already knew about it, Lao Chen did not hide it from Lao Li: "This is evidence of smuggling cultural relics."
Old Li was shocked: "What did you say?"
Old Chen nodded: "Yes. These are all evidence of smuggling cultural relics, and the names of the relevant people are written on them."
Tang Qiu looked at the word: "If I'm not mistaken, this person should be the one who made the fake. Moreover, it is possible that he is dead."
Lao Chen looked serious: "Leave this to me, you two don't go anywhere for the time being."
Tang Qiu was about to say something when Lao Chen stopped him: "If you have anything to say, call Yan Jingqi and ask him to do it for you. Right now, they are not sure whether this matter has already alerted the enemy. Naturally, they will take action if there is any sign of trouble. You are in danger now."
Tang Qiu had no choice but to call Yan Jingqi.
Lao Chen called someone to arrange a room for them. Before the matter was resolved, it would be better for Tang Qiu and the others not to go out for the time being.
After receiving the call, Yan Jingqi brought the two little ones to Changyou Park.
He was really curious: "Didn't you go to the sports hall?"
Tang Qiu also felt that there were too many things going on today.
"I didn't expect that either." Tang Qiu told Yan Jingqi what happened today. Yan Jingqi couldn't help but frown when he heard Tang Qiu talking about Li Jiajia.
Tang Qiu looked at Yan Jingqi: "Do you think I am being unreasonable in this matter?"
Yan Jingqi shook his head: "How could that be? You are not that kind of person." People who practice martial arts are very sensitive to hatred, and Tang Qiu is also a medical student, so he can naturally feel the hostility even more.
As Tang Qiu's husband, Yan Jingqi felt that he spent money to make his wife convenient and happy, rather than to be bullied: "Then do you still want to watch the sports meeting?"
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