Li Xin widened his eyes and stepped back in shock. He had seen Qianqian before and thought she was pretty, so he had glanced at her with a lewd look. But now, there was no trace of lewdness in his eyes, only fear.

He stared at her: "How could you all..." He could no longer maintain his previous role as a wealthy thief, and spoke subconsciously, speaking in Chinese.

Wen Qianqian was satisfied that he did not continue to pretend to be a Chinese who stole Chinese, so as to avoid him speaking a lot of stolen Chinese and having to find a translator, which was very troublesome.

"You want to know why I guessed that?" She curled her lips. "It's actually quite easy to guess. From the moment I saw you take out the crystal frame, I knew you and Xie Yunjin knew each other."

"How could such a coincidence happen that the same painting was framed in the same place? The only possibility is that these paintings were originally in Xie Yunjin's possession, he framed them all, and then you stole one of them."

She looked at Li Xin's horrified face and said directly, "I'm not interested in the relationship between you and Xie Yunjin. I only have two pieces of advice for you."

"First, cancel the press conference immediately," she said, her lips curled slightly. "Of course, you can choose not to cancel it, but so many people already know it's fake, including that UN notary. If you don't cancel it now, you'll be the only one to be ruined."

"Second," she said, her beautiful eyes fixed on the man, "since you were able to obtain a counterfeit from Xie Yunjin, you must know quite a bit. I hope you can report Xie Yunjin to the Chinese police and tell them everything you know."

After hearing this, the other party shuddered all over and shouted excitedly: "I won't report him. He and I have no grudges against each other. Why should I report him?!"

Wen Qianqian glanced at the other person's frightened face and said to him, "I know what you are thinking."

Li Xin suddenly looked up and heard her clear and cold voice: "That's right, this is the country of Tao, not China. I can't do anything to you for now. But if you think you can sit back and relax from now on, you are totally wrong."

"Even if he's not in China, I can still apply for international extradition. Do you think you can get away with it by hiding and saying nothing? You're so naive."

After saying a few words, Li Zaixin was petrified on the spot, as if he was so scared that his soul was about to fly away.

Wen Qianqian raised the corner of her mouth: "So, whether you want to report it or not is up to you."

After saying that, he ignored him and turned back to his seat.

After the painting was authenticated, all the Chinese experts breathed a sigh of relief. Before coming, they were thinking that after all, this painting of the young general surrendering his horse had been properly hung in their own country's museum, and the one that was stolen from China was most likely a fake. However, it was hard to say. If something unexpected happened in any link and the thief got the real painting, the entire Chinese archaeological community would feel ashamed. Fortunately, the truth was now revealed, and everyone felt relieved.

Now that it had been confirmed that the stolen Chinese paintings were fake, there was no need to stay here any longer. Several experts walked up to the team leader and whispered for a long time. The team leader nodded as he listened, then turned to ask the others: "Experts, do you want to go back, or stay here for another day..."

Before he finished speaking, everyone in the group responded in unison:

"Go, go, go back, go back now."

"Why wait? Let's go back now!"

"Let's go quickly. I haven't eaten enough and my stomach hurts from hunger."

"Hurry up and go! I need to go back to my country right away to see the picture within the picture within the picture that Miss Wen mentioned. Seriously, the moment I heard it, my blood started boiling. I don't want to wait any longer!"

"That's right, we still have to go back to see the paintings, let's go!"

The team leader nodded. It seemed that returning home was what everyone wanted. So he pretended to show some regret and looked at the leader of the stealing country: "I'm sorry, we were supposed to stay here for another day, but our people want to go back now."

The leader of the stealing group looked depressed. He originally wanted to use the paintings to embarrass China so that they could hold a global press conference. Unexpectedly, Wen Qianqian showed up halfway and not only ruined the press conference, but also directly proved that their paintings were fakes.

In front of many Chinese experts and even UN representatives, the leader of the stealing country group was slapped in the face at his own doorstep and felt embarrassed.

At this moment, facing the courtesy of the Chinese leader, he could no longer even force a polite smile and could only say awkwardly, "Okay, okay."

The Chinese delegation leader looked at him, his lips curled calmly. "Although your country's painting has been identified as a fake, you are welcome to come to China to see the original."

After saying that, he left with his team, completely ignoring the look on the face of the leader of the stealing country team who was so angry that he wanted to chop people.

Wen Qianqian saw this scene, and the corners of her mouth curled up. She thought to herself, I can't believe that such a generous and kind person like the captain can be so vindictive. But he did the right thing. When it comes to the reputation of the country, we must not give in.

She had just started laughing when she was surrounded by several experts and professors from the Chinese delegation.

"Officer Wen, before you turn around, please tell us more about the picture within the picture within the picture that you saw earlier!"

"Yes! I can't wait even a moment. I really want to see the true face of the painting within the painting, but I still have several hours to fly. Can you tell us about it while you're here?"

"It's hard to imagine. What kind of skill is needed to create such a painting? It's truly worthy of being a national treasure of our country! Officer Wen, please tell us the details!"

…

Wen Qianqian was surrounded by people. She smiled and lowered her head, then repeated to them all the details she had discovered that day.

The experts around were fascinated by what they heard. They marveled at the magic of the painting and at Chongyi's skills. The biggest thing they felt was that such a treasure had finally returned to China.

When she arrived at the airport and before boarding the plane, she looked at the time and decided to take the time to make a phone call.

Because the Chinese delegation was about to take a flight back overnight, it was already 12 o'clock in the evening. She called and the phone rang. Suddenly, she realized that the other party might have fallen asleep, so she pursed her lips and prepared to hang up.

Unexpectedly, before I could even press the button, the other party had already answered the call quickly. His voice sounded sleepy and lazy, but it couldn't hide his excitement: "Qianqian?"

When Wen Qianqian heard his voice, the corners of her mouth immediately curved up: "Ayan, did I disturb your rest?"

The person on the other side was stunned for a moment, then immediately replied: "No, no, I haven't slept yet." But as soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help yawning.

"Hahahahahahaha", Wen Qianqian burst into laughter: "Although the mouth is hard, the body is very honest."

But the person on the other end was a little anxious: "I'm really not sleepy!", and then he said vaguely: "I'm not sleepy at all when I hear your voice."

Wen Qianqian held the phone, and for some reason, her mood instantly became good when she heard his words: "Why can I call you so late at night? Don't you turn off your phone when you go to bed at night?"

The voice on the other end was warm and cozy: "It's on airplane mode, but it's specially configured so your call can come through."

When Wen Qianqian heard this, she immediately laughed: "Wow, VVVIP treatment."

The man on the other end of the phone held the roller in his Adam's apple, squinting his eyes as he listened to her laugh, then slowly said, "Indeed."

"Boom", Wen Qianqian felt as if something in her heart jumped along with his voice.

She thought for a moment, looked at the box in her hand, rolled her eyes, and said to him, "Ayan, I'll go back tonight and bring you some special gifts from here."

The other party immediately became excited: "Really?" He smiled and said in a very pleasant voice: "This seems to be the first time you buy me a gift. I will definitely keep it well."

"Yeah, okay," Wen Qianqian suppressed a laugh, "We agreed that you must keep it well."

After that, seeing that the time was almost up, he said a few words to the other party: "The plane is about to take off, let's not talk for now, I will bring you the gift when I get back."

"Okay," the other party immediately agreed: "I'll wait for you."

After hearing his reply, Wen Qianqian hung up the phone contentedly, then looked at the kimchi and pork belly in the exquisite box in her hand and laughed out loud.

After the plane took off and on the way back, the experts in the team were discussing how to view the paintings:

"Go directly to the museum to see it? I'm afraid not. Didn't Officer Wen say that paintings within paintings can only be seen from behind the paintings? In museums, they're usually hung on the walls, so you can't see them at all."

"It's true. It's not very convenient to go directly to the museum. There are too many people. It's okay to visit, but if you want to do research on paintings within paintings, this is definitely not the way to do it."

Someone suddenly exclaimed, "I didn't expect Officer Wen to actually reveal such a great discovery. You know, this astonishing discovery is enough to publish several articles in the world's top art journals!"

Wen Qianqian waved her hand. "It's okay. I don't do academic research. I'm telling this to all the experts so that they can conduct a thorough study of the painting. Only then can we live up to this masterpiece."

At this time, someone suggested: "How about we apply to the museum in the name of the association and ask the museum to loan the painting for a day so that we can observe it and conduct academic research?"

Others echoed, "That's a good idea. The miracle of the painting within the painting cannot be buried. Whether from the perspective of history, art, or archaeology, the content of the painting within the painting is very important. After all, it is an academic need. We will apply and get the approval done. Maybe they will agree."

"That's right. We'll lend it out for a day for academic research. If a day isn't enough, half a day will do."

Everyone agreed, and the group leader stepped forward and said, "Okay, since everyone agrees, I'll represent our association and write an application to the □□ and the National Museum."

After saying that, he turned to Wen Qianqian and said, "Wait until the application is approved. Then I'll have to trouble Officer Wen to come over and guide us in looking at the paintings."

Wen Qianqian nodded: "Okay, no problem."

Three days later, Director You suddenly called Wen Qianqian to his office.

As soon as she pushed the door open, she saw Director You holding a red-headed document. "Xiao Wen, the Cultural Relics Protection Association has reported to their superiors, and they've approved it. So, you should go and help guide them in viewing the paintings over the next two days."

Wen Qianqian nodded: "Okay, Director."

That afternoon, Wen Qianqian arrived at the National Museum as scheduled. Since they had already arranged to borrow the painting from □□ and the museum, the museum not only took the painting out but, for safety reasons, even set aside an exhibition hall within the museum for them to view it.

When Wen Qianqian arrived, these experts had already looked at the painting several times, even observing it repeatedly with a magnifying glass, but they did not see the legendary painting within a painting.

At this time, the painting was hung in the center of the exhibition hall. In order to facilitate viewing, the front and back were left empty, and then separated by a transparent cover. Everyone could only view it from a distance while wearing gloves.

As soon as she entered the room, the experts rushed over and said, "Officer Wen, you're finally here. Come and take a look!"

As he spoke, he was excited, even more excited than when he was dating his first love when he was young: "Please take a look, and teach us after you figure it out!"

Wen Qianqian nodded, then walked behind the painting as instructed.

She thought about the last time she saw the picture within the picture, and turned her head away like last time, but there was nothing.

She frowned and changed the angle, but still nothing.

Seeing her expression, the current experts were also a little nervous: "Officer Wen, what's going on? Can you still tell?"

"I see you frowned. Is there something wrong?"

Wen Qianqian finished reading it, her mind racing, and then she took a deep breath: "This one is also fake."

"What?!" The experts couldn't help but be shocked.

"Is this fake too?"

"No way, isn't this always hanging in the museum?"

"So, the painting that's been on display is a fake?"

"Where is that really?"

For a moment, the hall was abuzz with opinions. The team leader calmed himself down and asked, "Officer Wen, could I have seen it wrong? I remember you talking about a picture-within-a-picture show on cultural relics, and then after the show ended, a handover ceremony was held directly inside the TV station. There's no way this could be wrong. How could it be fake?"

Wen Qianqian pursed her lips and reasoned seriously, "If the one on the show is real and the one in the museum is fake, there's only one possibility: someone swapped them between the end of the show and the handover ceremony."

Wen Qianqian closed her eyes and quickly recalled some details of that day in her mind. Suddenly, she remembered what she had always felt was wrong that day.

On that day, the long-legged emcee pulled the skirt with her right hand, but later at the handover ceremony she held the pen with her left hand.

Thinking of this, she suddenly opened her eyes wide. She seemed to have seen a girl who looked very similar to the emcee outside the show venue, but she passed by quickly and didn't pay much attention to it.

Now it seems that perhaps it was on that day that they consciously avoided all cameras, changed the people, and changed the paintings.