I'm only five years old, how come I've become the military region's darling?

"Um?"

Xiao Chun winked mischievously, tilted her little face up, and gestured with her two little hands, "We can fabricate a case, bring He Bingqian into it, and use them to investigate the case, which will naturally cover our tracks."

"Fabricating a case?" Xing Yong and Xie Mingzhou's expressions tightened. "Xiao Chun, this is no joke."

"It's not just making things up without a reason." Xiaochun quickly waved her hand and blinked. "Today, He Bingqian seemed very arrogant. He looks down on other people. If there's a difficult case in front of him, the chances of it attracting his attention aren't that high. But if the case is related to his grandfather, then it can make them all pay attention to the case."

"The previous case?"

Xiaochun nodded seriously, "Since He Jingshan has always dealt with matters related to ancient artifacts, and he dares to smuggle antiques, it must not be his first time doing it. So the most crucial thing now is for me to know if there are any particularly strange cases among the ones he has handled?"

This was said to Xie Mingzhou.

Upon hearing Xiaochun's words, Xie Mingzhou immediately fell into deep thought.

"You know what, there really is such a case."

Xie Mingzhou said, "Ten years ago, not long after I was transferred to Ning City, a strange case occurred."

"Hmm? What case is it?"

Seeing Xiaochun's eagerness, Xie Mingzhou reached out and patted her head. "You and Captain Xing sit down, I'll tell you."

The two had no choice but to sit down, their eyes fixed on Xie Mingzhou.

Xie Mingzhou coughed lightly. "Ten years ago, in the autumn, there was a very small village outside Ning City called Ganzi Village. After half a month of continuous heavy rain, it finally stopped. A few villagers went up the mountain to pick mushrooms but unexpectedly encountered a landslide and rolled down the earthen cliff. They found a tomb. They were all honest people and at that time, they did not dare to keep the burial items that had been washed away, so they reported it."

"They reported it to the town, and the town reported it up the chain of command, eventually directly contacting the cultural relics management committee. At that time, all such excavation sites were under the jurisdiction of He Jingshan."

Xiaochun blinked. "And then?"

Xie Mingzhou continued, "I had just been transferred here at that time and went to the site with the team to maintain order. The villagers whispered among themselves that they must be some old things, very valuable. I thought at the time that they might be someone's burial tomb, and these things would probably be sent to a museum or something."

"But when He Jingshan arrived with his men, things changed."

Xie Mingzhou sighed, "The first person to come and appraise them was He Jingshan's man. He stood by the pit for more than ten minutes, looked through two items, and then said that they were all fake, and that the villagers had only found imitations. He suspected that during the war, the items were all taken away by those Japanese devils."

Xing Yong frowned deeply: "Those people would take it and then release counterfeit versions? Are you kidding me?"

"Yes," Xie Mingzhou said in a somber tone, "but he said it, and given his status, no one objected; everyone present tacitly accepted it."

"When no one was looking, I examined a piece of porcelain. Although I don't know anything about appraisal, I can tell the difference between real and fake. The piece doesn't look like it belongs to a family, so it's probably genuine."

Xing Yong: "He Jingshan also said it was fake?"

"I don't think he objected," Xie Mingzhou nodded. "Then the Cultural Relics Management Bureau acted extremely quickly, immediately ordering all unearthed artifacts to be collected and destroyed. That afternoon, the entire batch of burial objects was taken away, not a single piece was left."

Xing Yong's face darkened completely; this behavior was already extremely arrogant.

"Sigh, back then I was just a nobody, so I secretly went to the village to ask the eyewitnesses. Who knew that the villagers who initially took the lead in reporting all changed their stories."

"They claimed they hadn't seen any antiques; they just made up a story to scam the prize money."

Xiaochun: "A collective change of address?"

"Yes. I was also in a passive position at the time. Although I knew something was wrong, I didn't give up. I just didn't expect that later I would get a case of an accidental death. The deceased was the man who had been leading the discovery of the cultural relics."

The room fell completely silent.

"Dead?"

Xie Mingzhou lowered his eyes. "Yes, I still remember that villager's name was Old Zhou. He died not long after he changed his address."

"They said he slipped and fell on the mountain path and died in an accident. But Old Zhou grew up in those mountains and had walked those paths for decades. It seems like an accident, but who could have known?"

Xiaochun's body stiffened slightly.

"Therefore, those unearthed burial objects are genuine cultural relics, and He Jingshan may have embezzled them."

Xie Mingzhou nodded. "I briefly suspected the Cultural Relics Management Bureau at the time, but it was dropped because there was no evidence. If it weren't for this incident, I wouldn't have noticed He Jingshan. If things were as they are now, it's very likely that it was all He Jingshan's doing back then."

"By abusing the power of the Cultural Relics Management Committee, they can turn genuine cultural relics into fake ones. This tactic is flawless." Xing Yong's eyes darkened completely.

"That means He Jingshan has actually been in this line of work for many years!"

Xiaochun's eyes lit up. "Then our plan will be even easier to carry out."

She looked up at the two of them. "We're getting a batch of the same 'antiques' from the same place. We'll make them identical to the ones unearthed back then. As long as these few slipped through the net, it'll be enough to unearth a ten-year-old case. If we tell the truth here, He Jingshan will definitely panic."

Xie Mingzhou understood instantly.

"Once this one comes out, people will be suspicious that all the ones found in the same place were fake. I can ask Sister Zhou Yun to do something for us. He Jingshan can keep his composure, but his grandson definitely won't."

Xing Yong nodded: "He Bingqian is impulsive by nature. He will definitely not be indifferent to the suspicion against He Jingshan. As long as he gets involved, things will be much easier for us."

The people in the room looked at each other.

Xie Mingzhou took a deep breath.

"it is good."

"As luck would have it, I still have that piece of porcelain that I brought back from the crime scene back then."

Xiaochun's eyes lit up. "Really?"

Xie Mingzhou smiled and said, "Back then, I had my doubts and secretly kept a broken piece without anyone noticing. I haven't thrown it away all these years, and I never thought it would come in handy today."

"Having something to refer to makes things easier for me."

Xiaochun's eyes sparkled, and her hands were itching to get started.

With everything ready, Xiaochun asked Captain Xing to help prepare the items.

Every step of this matter required expert witnessing, and Xiaochun didn't mind the trouble at all by asking Shen Huaishan to help, while Zhou Yun was in charge of preparing public opinion.

The next day.

A rare Jian ware tea bowl has been unearthed; will it become the finest existing Jian ware tea bowl?