Reborn Treasure Appraiser: I Really Didn’t Want to Be an Expert

Chapter 81 is so useful
In the blink of an eye, disaster strikes, but in the blink of an eye, the disaster turns into a great achievement and hits you on the head?
Guan Xingmin's face flushed red and his heart was beating fast.

"Can you tell me the approximate identity of the person buried with me?"

"Of course!" Lin Sicheng nodded, "No more than ten!"

"What is the excavation range?"

"The scope is even smaller: the Eastern Qing Tombs and the Western Qing Tombs, then the suburbs of Beijing, and at most one more Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang... whoever's tomb hadn't been destroyed before the founding of the People's Republic of China will be included..."

"enough!"

Guan Xingmin clapped his hands excitedly and said, "I'll report this to the leader!"

He said he would report it, and he dialed the number on his mobile phone. But like a donkey turning a millstone, he kept circling the forensic room while talking.

Section Chief Shen's face flushed, and the beautiful female police officer stared at Lin Sicheng with stars in her eyes.

You can see how excited he is?
In fact, it is very normal: a disaster is about to happen, but suddenly it turns into a blessing. Who wouldn’t be excited?
What was unusual was the content of Guan Xingmin's report to his superiors. As he spoke, his tone suddenly changed: "Don't worry, superiors, I will definitely keep them here..."

If you don't investigate the case, you'll keep the person?

I just want to ask, who do you want to keep?
Wang Qizhi gave Lin Sicheng a wink, and he understood immediately and nodded slightly.

As soon as Guan Xingmin hung up, Wang Qizhi held out his hand: "Director Guan, we've done the necessary inspections. Let's go first!"

"Secretary Wang, please don't." Guan Xingmin not only didn't extend his hand, but also took a step back. "The bureau leader will be here soon!"

We were in a hurry to leave because the bureau leader was about to arrive.

The credit is set in stone, whoever deserves it gets it, and there's no way to escape it, right?

The key is the boss's overly enthusiastic attitude. Besides, all police officers share a common trait: they appear straightforward and straightforward, but they're actually full of intrigue. After getting half drunk and coaxing him: "Xiao Lin, you're almost graduating, right? Look, the Municipal Police Department is pretty good..."

If Lin Sicheng hesitated for even a moment, he would have taken the opportunity to evade the topic and then go to the school to confront the school leaders the next day...

What Wang Qizhi was worried about was that how could the 20-year-old Lin Sicheng be a match for these old hands?

It’s better to leave early...

Guan Xingmin smiled broadly, "Secretary Wang, I'm not lying to you. The leader has issued a death order: I can't keep anyone here today, so I have to go home and rest tomorrow... Please help me!"

You are pretending!

You keep pretending!

Just based on this copper censer today, your boss won't have time to commend you...

Wang Qizhi didn't respond at all, smiling broadly: "Director Guan, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future... You don't have to call the leader to report, just let him know when you arrive. Otherwise, I'll have to call too..."

What does this have to do with whether you make the call or not?
Guan Xingmin turned it over in his mind several times before he gave a bitter smile: Public is public, private is private. If I can't help you, do I have to keep you here?

So, you’d better not use any tricks, otherwise I will do the same... This is what Wang Qizhi meant.

"I understand, Secretary Wang!" Guan Xingmin extended his hand, glanced at Lin Sicheng, and sighed, "You helped so much, but you didn't even get a cup of tea?"

"Isn't this simple?" Wang Qizhi shook his hand and smiled again, "You go ahead and do your work first. I'll make arrangements after I'm done with these few days!"

"Okay!" Guan Xingmin shook his head vigorously, and then patted Lin Sicheng's shoulder with a little gratitude.

It's not his fault for being corny. It's true that Lin Sicheng helped him too much: not only did he help him escape a disaster, but he also gave him a share of the credit.

He personally walked her downstairs and into the car. Even when the Grand Cherokee was already driving out of the door, he was still waving.

The Grand Cherokee just turned a corner and passed by an Audi and a Toyota SUV.

Deputy Director Chen and Director Zheng jumped out of the car and glared at Guan Xingmin at the bottom of the stairs: "Where is he?"

Guan Xingmin sighed, "Leader, it's not that I don't want to keep him, but I can't. Secretary Wang hinted that if we dare to make plans against Lin Sicheng again, he'll call and complain!"

"Hey?"

The director took off his hat, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and chuckled, "It's not easy to fool him, is it?" The director nodded and said, "People who come from the compound, their brains are very quick!"

"No rush, we'll figure it out later." Director Chen put on his cap and said, "First, let's get on with the case!"

Yes, handle the case first!
A group of more than a dozen people rushed into the building...

……

Daqie drove out of the police station and stopped on the side of the road. Lin Sicheng looked in the rearview mirror and breathed a sigh of relief.

“It was almost blocked?”

"Don't worry, blocking it is useless! Teacher, I can play the good cop, but can't I also play the bad cop?"

Wang Qizhi laughed, "Don't blame the leader for having evil intentions. You're just too useful!"

And it’s not just generally useful.

The first time was the backflow teapot, and the second time was the jade paperweight. Both times could be said to be coincidences and accidents, but what about this time?

From beginning to end, Lin Sicheng relies entirely on his hard power.

If I were in your shoes and paid more attention, I would definitely be able to tell that this copper incense burner is genuine. But I would definitely not think of it as a "washed item", let alone imagine that there is something else hidden inside the incense burner.

Then, we would not be able to find the "Nirvana Sutra", let alone speculate on the origin of this bronze furnace, the scope of its excavation, and the specific identity of the tomb owner?

Therefore, if it were Wang Qizhi or other experts, the most they could do was to say that "this bronze furnace is indeed authentic."

But why the real thing should be made fake is the business of the public security organs.

Xijing was the provincial capital, and the city's police were undoubtedly filled with talented individuals. Even Guan Xingmin could imagine that this bronze incense burner was the product of laundering by criminals.

But it only stopped at "thinking of it", because there were very few clues, only this incense burner.

Even if someone suddenly has an idea and suspects that there is something else inside the furnace, and then peels off the rust and finds the Rebirth Sutra, they still have to search and sort it out bit by bit:
First, ask an expert who is proficient in Sanskrit and Tibetan Buddhism to translate, and then you must go to the Potala Palace or the capital.

But when can we contact the experts and when can we get the translation?

It’s a little short, half a year.

After the translation, it was taken to Beijing, where experts from the Palace Museum or the Cultural Relics Bureau were invited to determine the specific identities of the deceased. However, experts from the Palace Museum were difficult to find, and experts from the Cultural Relics Bureau were even more difficult. Even if they could be hired, the queue would be very long.

Wang Qizhi gave them a lower estimate: four to six months. All in all, it would be a year later, and by then, the daylily would be cold.

The Municipal Bureau could only find a way on their own to check the approximate age of the incense burner, the approximate range of its excavation, the approximate identity of the buried companions, and the approximate route of its circulation... To put it bluntly, they could only find out where it was dug from first.

But to be honest, it's not much easier than finding a needle in a haystack.

Because no one knows whether this incense burner was given to someone by Kangxi or the emperors after him, and whether it was passed down for several generations after being given to someone, and whether there was any misfortune in the middle, such as the family falling into poverty, which led to the incense burner being lost to the people.

During the heyday of the Qing Dynasty, there were 400 million people. Could you check all the ancestral graves of everyone?
But Lin Sicheng unraveled the mystery and found the scripture inside the furnace, which immediately narrowed down the location where the incense burner was unearthed to a very small area: From the reign of Emperor Kangxi to the demise of the Qing Dynasty, how many nobles were there who were crown princes, princes, and imperial concubines?

In addition, the carbon 14 test shows a date range of "220-300" years, which directly points to the third generation of the Qing Dynasty.

Of the three generations of emperors, fewer than a hundred met the specific criteria. The key point is that they were buried in a very concentrated area.

Combined with Lin Sicheng's determination that "the excavation period is no more than ten years", we can be sure of the results.

It's like digging up the root in one go, and then just following the vine to find the melon. How much police force and funds have these public security organs saved, and how much hair have they helped the leaders save?
Of course, what Lin Sicheng sees may not be 100% accurate, but who made him have a teacher like me?

Instead of spending half a year and a half more, Wang Qizhi only made two phone calls: to an expert in Sanskrit Buddhism and an expert in Qing history research.

No need to queue: it will be sent to Beijing tomorrow and the results will be available in a week at most.

No matter who is in charge, everyone will have crooked thoughts: It’s too damn useful…

(End of this chapter)