Villain? No, I'll catch up with the protagonist after passing the civil service exam.

Panjiayuan Antique Market, located in the western suburbs of the provincial capital.

This is the largest antique distribution center in the entire Jiangnan region, and the birthplace of countless "get rich overnight" myths.

At this moment, a new myth seems to be unfolding.

"Young man! Don't listen to them! I'll offer five million! In cash! Right now!"

"Five million? Are you trying to fob me off? Young man, I'm the manager of 'Treasure Pavilion,' I'll offer eight million! I want this Ru ware bowl!"

In the center of the crowd, a young man with an ordinary appearance, wearing faded jeans, was surrounded by a group of antique dealers who seemed to be on steroids.

His name is Ye Tian, ​​an ordinary college student who was recently dumped by his girlfriend because she thought he was poor.

But just now, his life has undergone a dramatic change.

Suddenly, something called the "God-Level Treasure Appraisal System" appeared in his mind. Guided by the system, he spent the last five hundred yuan of his living expenses and bought a chipped bowl used to feed chickens from an old farmer who sold chickens at a roadside stall.

Now, the price of this broken bowl has soared to eight million.

Holding the bowl, feeling the envious and jealous looks from those around him, and hearing the increasingly louder bids, Ye Tian felt completely elated.

He felt that he was the chosen one, the protagonist of this era!

What ex-girlfriend? What rich second-generation?

In the face of absolute "bargain-hunting" ability, everything else is trash!

"Not for sale! Not for any price!"

Ye Tian raised his head, his face beaming with an almost morbid ecstasy. "This is a national treasure! It's priceless! I'm going to donate it to the country... oh no, I'm going to open my own museum!"

He had already begun to fantasize about having billions in wealth, marrying a beautiful and wealthy woman, and reaching the pinnacle of life.

However, just as he was preparing to leave with his "national treasure" surrounded by people, embarking on his legendary life...

An untimely voice, like a bucket of cold water, was poured over my head.

"Friend, this treasure of yours seems... a bit too hot to handle."

The sound wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear, instantly drowning out all the surrounding noise.

Ye Tian was stunned for a moment, then turned around abruptly.

A man wearing a black jacket and gold-rimmed glasses had appeared behind him at some point.

The man was tall and handsome, with a cool and aloof demeanor that seemed out of place in the noisy market. He wasn't carrying anything; he simply had one hand in his pocket, a faint, enigmatic smile playing on his lips.

Who are you?

Ye Tian was annoyed by the sudden interruption and subconsciously hugged the bowl in his arms even tighter. "What do you mean by 'hot' or 'not hot'? Are you jealous because I got a bargain?"

"Envious?"

Lu Jingyan smiled, a hint of amusement in his smile.

He had just gotten off the highway and didn't even know which way the provincial government building faced when he stumbled upon this "birth of a protagonist".

The "feng shui" of this provincial capital is truly...unique.

"I'm not jealous."

Lu Jingyan pushed up his glasses, his eyes reflecting a rational, cold light in the sunlight. "I'm just... a little curious."

He pointed to the bowl in Ye Tian's arms, his tone as calm as if he were asking for directions.

"You claim this is a Song Dynasty Ru ware bowl, worth millions. But as far as I know, Ru ware uses agate in its glaze, resulting in a sky-blue color and fine, crackled patterns like crab claws. And this bowl of yours…"

Lu Jingyan stepped forward, and the oppressive aura he exuded from years of frontline law enforcement made Ye Tian instinctively take a step back.

"Although the glaze is blue, it has a gleaming sheen, which is clearly the result of soaking in chemical solutions."

"Although there are cracks, they are coarse and straight, as if they were quickly created using the method of thermal expansion and contraction."

"The most important thing is the bottom mark."

Lu Jingyan's gaze fell on the blurry mark at the bottom of the bowl.

"The base of Ru ware was supported by sesame-seed-shaped rivets during firing, leaving very small marks. But yours has a rough base, and even has...fresh yellow clay stuck to it?"

These words were spoken so fluently and professionally that they stunned the antique dealers around them who had just been frantically bidding.

They all craned their necks, re-examining the bowl in Ye Tian's arms.

Ye Tian's face turned pale instantly.

In his mind, the system's alarm was blaring frantically.

[Warning! Warning! Unknown expert detected! The opponent's identification ability is no less than that of this system!]

[Immediate evacuation is advised! Avoid conflict with this person!]

"You...you're talking nonsense!"

Ye Tian roared, his voice barely concealing his fear, "What do you know? This is a freshly unearthed artifact! It's normal for it to have some soil on it, isn't it? You're just jealous! You can't stand to see me make money!"

"Unearthed?"

Lu Jingyan grasped this key word, and his smile deepened.

"Oh? May I ask, friend, from which construction site... or which hilltop was it unearthed?"

"I..." Ye Tian was stumped by the question.

The system only told him that it was a treasure, but it didn't tell him where it came from!

Why should I tell you?

He stubbornly insisted, clutching the bowl, and tried to push his way out of the crowd, shouting, "This is my stuff! I can do whatever I want with it! Get out of my way!"

Seeing this, the antique dealers around also felt that there might be something wrong with the bowl, so they all stepped back and made way for it.

Just as Ye Tian was about to leave with his "national treasure,"

"stop."

Lu Jingyan's voice wasn't loud, but it was like an invisible wall, blocking his way.

Ye Tian whirled around, his eyes fierce: "What else do you want? If you keep pestering me, don't blame me for being impolite!"

He was ready; if the other party dared to take another step forward, he would use the "Wing Chun" he had redeemed from the system to teach this arrogant brat a lesson.

However, Lu Jingyan did not step forward.

He simply stood there, slowly pulling the small black notebook from his pocket.

"Smack."

The police officer's ID was opened, and the silver badge gleamed in the sunlight.

"Lu Jingyan, Cross-Regional Major Crime Supervision Team, Jinghai City Public Security Bureau."

Lu Jingyan looked at Ye Tian's face, which froze instantly, and spoke in a calm tone, yet each word was as weighty as a mountain.

"Now, I suspect you of illegally possessing and intending to resell cultural relics of unknown origin."

"Please come back with me to cooperate with the investigation."

police?!

Ye Tian's mind went blank with a "buzz".

He never dreamed that the first stop on his path to becoming the protagonist would not be some rich second-generation heir who would slap him in the face, nor some beautiful female CEO who would offer herself up, but a... police officer who would fall from the sky?

This script is wrong!

"Officer...it's a misunderstanding...it's all a misunderstanding..."

Ye Tian's imposing manner instantly deflated, and he forced a smile that looked more like a grimace. "I... I'm just a student, I was just browsing around..."

"You can just casually browse around and buy a broken bowl for 500 yuan?"

Lu Jingyan pointed to the "baby" in his arms and said, "Classmate, you have quite a generous allowance."

"I……"

"Alright, stop explaining."

Lu Jingyan didn't want to waste any more words with him. He stepped forward, not to take the bowl, but to extend his hand directly.

"Put the bowl aside for now."

"Let's talk about where you found this 'loose' item."

"And what about that 'old farmer' who sold you the bowl? Where is he?"

Lu Jingyan's gaze swept past Ye Tian and landed on the small, thin figure in the distance who had quietly blended into the crowd and was preparing to slip away.

That look in his eyes was like looking at prey that had already been locked on.

"Don't rush off, fellow villager."

"There's something wrong with your 'family heirloom,' we need to have a serious talk about it."