The Dunhuang Declaration was read live to the world...

The six stars of the Southern Dipper are: Tianfu, Tianliang, Tianji, Tiantong, Tianxiang, and Qisha.

Except for the group leader "Tianfu" who is Qin Zhihan, the others all have notes.

"Tianliang" is Wen Duo. Whether it was a coincidence or intentional, Wen Duo chose a code name that was the same as Xiaoliang's name. Qin Zhihan's note for him was "her father."

"Dad Qin knows me...?" Pinot searched his memory. Qin Zhihan had known for a long time that she was Wen Duo's daughter, but he never asked her if she wanted to meet her biological father.

"Maybe Mr. Qin also thinks he is unreliable, so he didn't mention it to you." Wen Zichuan understood Qin Zhihan's approach very well.

They continued to read, and the annotation for "Tian Ji" only had two words: Fisherman.

Wen Zichuan and Pinot were both confused. What did "fisherman" mean? Was he someone who really enjoyed fishing?

"I know!" Cheng Sizhou felt vaguely familiar with it. After reminiscing for a while, he remembered that Meng Fanyu's father Meng Qingyun had a sculpture that won an international award. The name of that sculpture was "Fisherman".

Meng Qingyun does meet the requirements of having a love for antiques, a pursuit of art, and being very wealthy.

"Where's Tian Tong?" Wen Zichuan pointed at the note. "His is 'People in the Game.'"

"It's a double entendre, the person involved is Pei Yan." Cheng Sizhou understood the pattern and guessed the answer quickly.

Pei Yan was a member of the archaeological team who accompanied Zhang Hongliang to Longji Mountain and later worked at the Cultural Relics Bureau. He likely knew some of the past events, but when Zhou Han went to investigate, he remarked that Deputy Director Pei was clueless. No matter what he asked, he simply replied, "I don't know, I'm not sure, I don't understand."

"He is trying to protect himself. He neither wants to share the spoils with Zhang Hongliang nor does he want to be implicated," said Wen Zichuan.

"Why did Mr. Qin let him into 'Nandou'? Did he hope that he would have a change of heart and take the initiative to provide clues to the police?" What Cheng Sizhou didn't understand was Qin Zhihan's motive. Unfortunately, Qin Zhihan had passed away, so he couldn't ask him even if he wanted to.

At this point, there are two people left in the group: "Tian Xiang" is Zhang Hongliang, and the remark is "Could it be him"; "Qishasha" is Wei Jing, and the remark is "the lead".

The identities of all members have been revealed, from which it can be inferred that Qin Zhihan had been paying attention to the cultural relics flowing out of the ancient tomb at least two years ago.

However, he was far away in Sinodang and it was inconvenient for him to verify it, so he asked Sally to pass his guess to Pinault's family in China.

"But Father Qin doesn't know that I have a brother?" Pinot looked at them. "Not to mention Brother Cheng, who is completely unrelated to me."

Cheng Sizhou wrinkled his nose unhappily. With his current status, he couldn't be said to be "not related at all", right? "He knows Wen Duo is your father and adopted you, so he wouldn't fail to guess that you have a mother. Mr. Qin might want to tell Aunt Lin about his discovery."

Wen Zichuan nodded: "If Brother Zhou hadn't cleared Wen Duo's name, Mom and Mrs. Lin would still be enemies."

Pinot's eyes dimmed. "Brother, don't blame Father Qin. Father Song was in great pain before he left. Father Qin was able to think of these things while taking care of him. He has done his best."

Wen Zichuan rubbed her head: "How could I blame Mr. Qin? This was not his responsibility in the first place, and the files he left behind are also very important clues. He has helped us a lot."

Out of longing for Qin Zhihan, Pinot took the mouse and clicked on "Tianfu's" personal page.

Below his nickname, there are sixteen small words written: Beidou searches for people, Nandou searches for things; leaving regrets in history, only hoping to return home.

Cheng Sizhou and Wen Zichuan finally understood that although the "Nan Dou" had different positions and plans, if one day they could regain their original intentions and work together for the overall situation, those lost cultural relics would definitely be able to return home.

The next day, they decided to go and see Wen Duo. In order to avoid Pinot thinking too much, they just said they were going out for a walk and spending some time together.

Sinodang is a rainy city. Cheng Sizhou saw the gloomy sky and the moisture after the rain staining the asphalt road, and he unconsciously held Wen Zichuan's hand tightly.

Wen Zichuan smiled and said, "It's okay." There was nothing wrong with a cloudy day, but he thought the coffee he bought from the corner shop was too bitter. After only a few sips, he stuffed the remaining half cup to Cheng Sizhou.

Sino is different from the domestic scene. There are no fans surrounding him and no bodyguards to lead the way. Wen Zichuan felt a long-lost sense of relaxation just by walking around with the people he likes.

Wen Duo is a well-known "expert" in Sino. He lives in a bustling downtown area, but finds peace and quiet in the midst of the hustle and bustle. He built a small garden, which is not large in area, but is fully equipped with rockery, water features, and various flowers and trees.

Knowing they were coming, Wen Duo started preparing early. He made Kung Fu tea, served snacks, and then waited in the hall.

Although the father and son were conflicted, Cheng Sizhou's upbringing did not allow him to lose his manners. He picked out some exquisite but not too expensive gifts and gave them to Wen Duo's family as a gift.

Wen Zichuan had a cold face since he entered the door. He would walk when Cheng Sizhou walked and would sit when Cheng Sizhou sat.

His expression didn't ease until he saw the snacks on the coffee table. It was a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus sugar rice cakes and a plate of pine nut, jujube and sesame cakes. They were Fengbo specialties, fragrant, sweet and soft. Wen Zichuan had loved them since he was a child.

Wen Duo specially served him the food he liked to eat as a child, and Wen Zichuan had every reason to understand that he was being submissive and trying to please him.

"I've already signed a contract with the Qin Company. Look," Wen Duo said, as if to prevent them from believing him. "The eleven porcelain gui are already being cleaned and packed. The other artifacts and archives unearthed from the ancient tomb will all be handed over to Iris the day after tomorrow."

Wen Zichuan glanced at him sideways: "Is it free?"

Wen Duo smiled and said, "Of course."

"I thought it was still one million each."

"Destin is dead. Let the past be."

Destin didn't live to see the two of them come to cupping him in person, but as if it was destined, Destin fell ill and died on the day their plane landed at Sinodon.

To liven up the atmosphere and give his father-in-law some face, Cheng Sizhou asked Wen Duo with great interest, "Destin's influence reached deep into China 20 years ago. He must be a powerful figure, right? How did you counter him?"

Wen Duo shook his head, seeming a little embarrassed: "It's not something I can tell outsiders."

Cheng Sizhou refilled his tea: "Tell us, we are not outsiders."

Wen Duo and Destin were both enemies and friends for twenty years, but today the positions have finally been reversed. Perhaps in the eyes of others, it is just that Wen Duo is a generation younger and he outlasted Destin.

Wen Duo certainly wanted to defend himself, but in front of the younger generations, he could not say anything, whether complaining or bragging.

"Destin had three wives who gave birth to five sons. He favored the eldest, but the second son's mother's family was very powerful. The eldest son won over the fourth son, and the second son won over the third son. I instigated internal fighting between them, and when both were defeated, I took the opportunity to let the youngest and least prominent son inherit the family fortune. The youngest son had no feelings for Destin either, and when he heard he had lung cancer, he gave up treatment."

"...What kind of plot is this about a fight for the throne?" Wen Zichuan couldn't help but complain, "Does his family have a throne to inherit?"

Cheng Sizhou joked, "After stealing the emperor's things, you really think you are the emperor."

As they were chatting, a fair and clean little face peeked out from the wall behind them.

"Xiao Jie," Wen Duo saw her and called her, "Come and meet your brother."

Wen Lingjie looked like a high school student, with his hands in his pockets. He looked younger than Pinot, but dressed much more maturely.

Wen Zichuan was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, he felt it was normal. This was Wen Duo's home, a family of three consisting of Wen Duo, Irene and their daughter.

But he didn't even want to acknowledge Wen Duo, let alone his half-sister.

Wen Lingjie didn't know what he was thinking, so she just walked over. When she got closer, Wen Zichuan's body stiffened noticeably, and Cheng Sizhou felt it immediately.

"Hello, Miss Wen," he stood up and put Wen Zichuan behind him, "Please take a seat. You don't have to be so polite."

He spoke so bluntly that Wen Lingjie had to give up trying to get close to him and turned around to sit next to Wen Duo.

"Brother Zichuan, I've seen the play you performed in. You performed very well. I like it very much." Wen Lingjie has a cheerful personality and tried to get close to him with one sentence after another.

"Well, as long as you like it." Wen Zichuan lowered his eyes and didn't even look at her. "We've met today and talked about everything. We'll leave first."

"Are you in such a hurry?" Wen Duo was stunned for a moment, thinking that Wen Zichuan was still bothered by the fact that Irene kicked him that year. "Irene is not at home, you should chat with Xiaojie for a while, Xiaojie likes you very much."

Wen Zichuan couldn't respond to her love, nor was he interested in chatting about family matters. He pulled Cheng Sizhou up and walked out quickly.

"Dad, why didn't you tell them how much effort you put into keeping those things?!" Wen Lingjie's childish voice was particularly penetrating. "You invited them here so politely, wasn't it because you wanted Brother Zichuan to clear your name and reveal the truth to the public?!"

"Xiao Jie!" Wen Duo stopped her, "What a shame to yell like that!"

"You helped my brother become a big star and stayed in China for over a year for him, but what about him? He doesn't even want to pay attention to you! My brother hates you!"

Wen Zichuan suddenly stopped, his face turning pale.

Cheng Sizhou held his hand tightly, but turned around before him: "Ms. Wen, you may not be very clear about the situation in China. Mr. Wen and Mr. Wei are good friends, and he may have played a role in matchmaking, but Zichuan's achievements today are due to his own diligence and hard work. Mr. Wen went to China not just for Zichuan. Please don't confuse them, don't provoke them, let them solve the problems between them themselves."

Wen Lingjie fell silent. The man next to her brother was handsome, gentle and humble, but what he said made her unable to refute and dare not argue.

"I know you're eager to prove yourself, and I'll help you," Wen Zichuan said calmly, "After I help you, we'll be even."

As Cheng Sizhou expected, Wen Duo and Wen Zichuan were not on good terms, but they were eager to prove it was true.

Now the case has been solved, Zhang Hongliang has been arrested, and Destin has died of illness. Only Wen Duo has been wrongly accused for twenty years. He always wants to let those relatives, friends and old acquaintances who doubt and are suspicious of him know that not only is he not the culprit, but he also fought wits and courage with Destin in a foreign country and preserved most of the cultural relics that had flowed out of the ancient tomb.

Upon learning of his plan, Wen Zichuan privately told Cheng Sizhou, "Fortunately, he just contacted the TV station and recorded a program to post online. If his story were adapted into a movie or TV series, he would wake up laughing in his sleep."

"Now that I can contact the TV station, I have a new idea."

"What idea?"

"I would like to take this opportunity to read out the Dunhuang Declaration."

Sino is the world's largest cultural relics trading center, and those that suffer the most from the outflow of cultural relics are often ancient civilizations with a long history and culture.

China's national strength is growing stronger and its cultural influence is incomparable to the past. More and more people of insight and patriotic Chinese are advocating for cultural relics lost abroad and actively striving for the opportunity for national treasures to return home.

But what about those small nations, ravaged by war, impoverished and weak? Once their ancestral heritage, the carriers of their culture, and the codes of their civilization have been lost, how long will it take for them to return home?

Cheng Sizhou told Wen Zichuan about the background of the formulation of the Dunhuang Declaration, which was led by China and jointly issued by UNESCO. It aims to promote the protection and return of illegally exported stolen cultural relics.

What Sinodang lacks the least is people who make huge profits by buying and selling cultural relics, but what it lacks most is public awareness of the need to protect and return cultural relics that have been stolen and illegally taken out of the country.

"Brother Zhou, let's do a live broadcast." Wen Zichuan's eyes sparkled. "Let's do a global live broadcast that everyone can see."

Two days later, Iris signed for the stolen cultural relics from the Longji Mountain Tomb on behalf of Qin's company. At the same time, Wen Zichuan arrived at Sinodang TV Station.

Although he is not in the country, this live broadcast is of great significance. Wen Zichuan sent out notices and invitations to fans and various platforms in advance.

That afternoon, Xingyu Feiyu and Ersheng were the first to start broadcasting; Dengyuan and Huaili officials joined the broadcast; cute pet blogger Chen Junmeng and beauty blogger Muqi assisted in the broadcast; Anjie Studio, Zhengtu Studio, and the official accounts of "Didu Sixia" broadcast simultaneously; Xu Jiaxuan broadcast to teachers and students on the Dengyi University platform, and Zhou Yitang broadcast to teachers and students on the Dengyuan No. 1 Middle School platform...

On major platforms around the world, Wen Zichuan’s rich, textured voice solemnly read: “States should take all necessary measures to prevent the export of looted cultural relics…States should assist one another to ensure or facilitate the return of looted cultural relics that have been illegally exported…States are encouraged to support requests for the return of cultural relics of outstanding historical, archaeological or cultural value that exceed the domestic statute of limitations…”[1]

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The author has something to say: [1] Quoted from the Dunhuang Declaration on the Protection and Return of Stolen Cultural Property Illegally Exported from the Country (abbreviated as the Dunhuang Declaration).