Police Detective

"What are the bamboo slips you are talking about?" Bai Song asked without understanding.

"It's my fault for talking too fast." Ren Xu first blamed himself, and then said: "I just took a look at it, and I can't tell the authenticity of these bamboo slips, but I feel that even if they are not real, they are fake. Very professional. If I read correctly, this should be a Chu Jian.

The Shonan region was a region belonging to the Chu State during the Warring States Period. A large number of Chu bamboo slips were unearthed here. Because they were too old, it was impossible for these things to be circulated casually on the market. "

"Wait a minute, right?" Bai Song asked subconsciously: "Isn't the capital of Chu State located in Xiangbei Province? Bamboo slips are not currency. In those days, weren't these things only used by the King of Chu? "

"No, this thing is similar to a book. The culture of Chu State was very developed at that time, and many literati and poets also used it. But you are right, Yingdu is indeed in Xiangbei Province, but in 278 BC, Qin general Bai Qi After attacking Yingdu, the Chu State was very worried about the safety of the capital, so they moved their belongings and documents, namely bamboo slips, on a large scale.

In addition, after the fall of Yingdu and until the demise of the Chu State, which lasted for 50 years, the southern Hunan region was not a key attack area for the Qin State, and the Chu army defeated the Qin army many times in the southern Hunan area. At that time, It can be regarded as one of the areas that persisted until the end.

In the end, I couldn't hold on any longer, so many bamboo slips were buried, destroyed and buried with them, so there are a lot of Chu slips here. "Ren Xu briefly told everyone.

Several people couldn't help but glance at Ren Xu. When you have a skill that no one else has, you will always win respect.

"Then, it's a lot, why is it so expensive?" Wang Liang didn't understand.

"It's a lot, but it's relative. After all, it's been more than two thousand years, and only a few museums have it. Seven years ago, at the Hong Kong City Auction, a set of more than 2,000 bamboo slips was auctioned for 1.5 million. That is Said, if this person's dozen pieces are real, the price must be over 10,000 yuan. After all, the price of collections has increased very quickly in recent years." Ren Xu said: "But after all, this thing is too old and it is not circulated in the market. Specifically, Whether it’s worth a sky-high price, I don’t know.”

"Bai Song, are you going to investigate this? Is there something extraneous?" Sun Jie looked puzzled. Bai Song was not a person who ignored the overall situation.

"Don't you think it's a little too suspicious to have such a case when we come here?" Bai Song said: "As Ren Xu said, there are a lot of these things in one set, how can there be any reason to sell them separately? This Wouldn’t it be better to just find a rich person to package the items as a set? Wouldn’t it be easier to find them if they were sold separately?”

"It makes sense." Ren Xu also nodded: "If you sell them separately, the value will be greatly reduced. Because most people can't analyze the characters on the Chu bamboo slips, and I certainly can't. Even our professors are not in this field. Expert. This thing needs to be systematically analyzed, and then roughly arranged in order, and slowly deciphered. I don’t believe that the seller can distinguish the order, so if they are sold separately, they cannot be connected.

There are less than ten words on a bamboo slip. In other words, if these things are sold separately, they have only collection value, and their literary and historical value are basically zero. "

"I just heard about a place. It might be the place where he bought the bamboo slips. Why don't we go and have a look?" Bai Song recalled it carefully and named it.

"What dialect is this?" Everyone was a little confused: "How did you write it down?"

"The girl first asked where her dad was, and then her dad told me about this place, so I subconsciously remembered it." Bai Song shrugged: "Take a taxi, the driver will definitely know. Because I saw the girl's appearance , all girls know this place.”

The driver really knows.

This place is a bit far from here, but not far from the town where everyone parked. It should be the same town, but more prosperous.

The name of this town is Dashi Town. There is a forest park nearby and it is a place where land and water meet.

The destination, just on the side of Dashi Town, is a place for practicing stalls.

It was already four or five o'clock in the afternoon, and there were not many people. This kind of place is usually crowded at night. The most critical reason is not the fear of being caught by the police. The main reason is that counterfeit goods are not easily discovered by buyers at night.

The six people walked around separately, and Liu Shuyuan actually saw someone running out anxiously with a bag between his legs, probably containing a long thing.

The Chu slips are not long, but they are more conspicuous when wrapped and held.

In fact, this market has everything, including Buddha heads, which is almost blinding, but they are basically modern industrial products.

"Ren Xu, come here." Bai Song found Ren Xu: "I saw a stall selling bamboo slips. Come and take a look."

"Selling on the street?" Ren Xu immediately followed Bai Song. After arriving at the stall, he turned around and called Bai Song to one side: "The oldest one in his stall should be the old man himself. .”

After walking around, everyone understood that the seller of bamboo slips was indeed here, but it was not sold publicly. The buyers were probably people who knew something about it, such as Ren Xu. However, it is estimated that not many people can tell the authenticity, and Ren Xu is not sure whether he can tell the difference.

Several people left the area in batches, and Bai Song saw two familiar figures.

police.

At first glance, they were the local police. Although they were plainclothes, they had a strong police smell, which was different from those in disguise like Bai Song and others. At first glance, they were here to investigate the case.

"Isn't there a big fuss in this place?" After everyone got together, Bai Song said about the situation, "The police came so quickly, which means there were more than just one or two people who bought it."

"Well, there is a bit of a conspiracy in this." Wang Huadong said: "According to probability, we have met and seen several of them, which means that it is probably not just one person selling, but probably selling to hundreds of people. Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence?"

"It's unlikely to be fake, right?" Wang Liang was a little confused: "I feel like the people who buy it are all experts."

"When our professor was giving lectures, he mentioned a saying, 'The expert deceives the expert, and the more expert he is,'" Ren Xu said: "If this thing were to deceive a layman, no one would believe it, but it is because he is an expert. I'll be fooled. If I came across it, I might think it's real. After all, I haven't actually come into contact with this thing. Of course, I'm not an expert."

"Well, retreat, hurry up and drive to the other side. Tonight, this place will probably become a place of trouble." Bai Song said to everyone, "Let's watch the fire from the other side."