Chapter 79 is so useful
One moment it's disaster, the next it's a great achievement, and it hits you on the head.
Guan Xingmin's face flushed red, and his heart pounded.
"Could you determine the approximate identities of the people buried with the deceased?"
"Of course!" Lin Sicheng nodded, "No more than ten!"
"What is the area where it was unearthed?"
"Even smaller: the Eastern Qing Tombs plus the Western Qing Tombs, plus Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang, whose tomb wasn't damaged before the founding of the People's Republic of China, that's who it is..."
"Enough!"
Guan Xingmin clapped his hands excitedly, "I'll go report to the leader!"
He made the call immediately, taking out his phone. But like a donkey pushing a millstone, he kept pacing around the forensic room while talking.
Section Chief Shen's face flushed, and the beautiful policewoman stared at Lin Sicheng with stars in her eyes.
You can tell how excited they were.
It's actually quite normal: if you're facing a major disaster but suddenly turn misfortune into good fortune, who wouldn't be excited?
What was abnormal was the content of Guan Xingmin's report to his superior. As the conversation progressed, it took a turn for the worse: "Don't worry, leader, I will definitely keep the person here..."
You're not investigating the case, yet you're keeping people here?
I just want to ask, who do you want to keep?
Wang Qizhi gave Lin Sicheng a wink, and Lin Sicheng immediately understood and nodded slightly.
As soon as Guan Xingmin hung up the phone, Wang Qizhi extended his hand: "Director Guan, the necessary assessments have been completed, so we'll take our leave now!"
"Secretary Wang, please stop!" Guan Xingmin not only didn't reach out, but also took a step back. "The bureau leaders will be here soon!"
We were in a hurry to leave because the bureau leaders were arriving soon.
The credit is undeniable; whoever deserves it will get it, and there's no way they can escape it.
The key issue is that the leaders are too enthusiastic. Furthermore, police officers all share a common trait: seemingly rough around the edges, but full of hidden agendas. After being plied with drinks until they're half-drunk, and then showered with compliments: "Xiao Lin, you're graduating soon, aren't you? Look, the Municipal Public Security Bureau is pretty good..."
If Lin Sicheng dared to hesitate even for a moment, he could use that as an excuse to change the subject, and then he would dare to go to the school to find the school leaders the next day...
Wang Qizhi was worried that Lin Sicheng, at only twenty years old, was no match for these seasoned veterans.
It's better to leave sooner rather than later...
Guan Xingmin smiled broadly: "Secretary Wang, I'm not lying to you, the leader gave me a strict order: if I can't keep them here today, I'll have to go home and rest tomorrow... Please help me out!"
You're faking it!
Keep pretending!
For this bronze incense burner alone, the leaders won't even have time to give you credit...
Wang Qizhi didn't take the bait at all, his face beaming with a smile: "Director Guan, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future... You don't need to call your superiors to report anymore, just let them know when you arrive. Otherwise, I would have to make a call too..."
What does this have to do with whether you make a phone call or not?
Guan Xingmin thought it over several times before a bitter smile appeared on his face: Public matters are public matters, and private matters are private matters. If I can't help you, I still have to leave the person here.
So you'd better not resort to underhanded tactics, or I'll resort to underhanded tactics too... That's what Wang Qizhi meant.
"I understand, Secretary Wang!" Guan Xingmin stretched out his hand, glanced at Lin Sicheng, and sighed, "You've done such a big favor, but you haven't even had a cup of tea?"
"That's easy!" Wang Qizhi shook hands and smiled. "You go ahead and get busy. We'll make arrangements after these next few days!"
"Okay!" Guan Xingmin shook his head vigorously and patted Lin Sicheng's shoulder with a hint of gratitude.
It's not that he's being nauseating; it's just that Lin Sicheng helped him too much: not only did he help him escape a disaster, but he also steadily delivered a share of the credit.
He personally escorted him downstairs and into the car. Even after the Grand Cherokee had driven out the gate, he was still waving goodbye.
As the Grand Cherokee rounded a corner, it passed by an Audi and a Toyota SUV.
Deputy Director Chen and the Director jumped out of the car, glaring at Guan Xingmin below the steps: "Where is he?"
Guan Xingmin sighed: "Leader, it's not that I don't want to keep him, but I can't: Secretary Wang hinted that if we dare to make another move on Lin Sicheng, he'll call and badmouth us!"
"Hey?"
The bureau chief took off his hat, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and chuckled, "Not so easy to fool, are you?"
The director nodded in agreement: "Those who come from the compound, their minds really do work fast!"
"No rush, we'll figure something out later." Director Chen fastened his peaked cap. "Let's handle the case first!"
Yes, handle the case first!
A group of more than ten people rushed into the building...
...
The Grand Cherokee pulled out of the police station and stopped on the side of the road. Lin Sicheng glanced at the rearview mirror and let out a sigh of relief.
"It was almost blocked?"
"Don't worry, blocking it won't help! Teacher, I may not play the bad cop, but I can play the good cop too!"
Wang Qizhi chuckled, "Don't blame the leader for having ulterior motives, you're just too useful!"
And it's incredibly easy to use.
The first time was the reverse-flow teapot, and the second time was the jade paperweight. Both of those could be said to be coincidences or accidents, but what about this time?
From beginning to end, Lin Sicheng relied entirely on his hard-earned strength.
If it were me, with a little more attention, I would definitely be able to tell that this bronze censer is genuine. But I certainly wouldn't associate it with "purged goods," let alone imagine that there's something else inside the censer.
Consequently, the "Rebirth Sutra" could not be discovered, let alone the origin of this bronze incense burner, the area where it was unearthed, and the specific identity of the tomb owner.
To give an example: if it were Wang Qizhi, or other experts, they could at most determine that "this bronze censer is indeed genuine".
But why make a fake out of a real one is a matter for the public security authorities.
As the capital of a province, Xi'an's municipal bureau must be teeming with hidden talents and capable individuals. Guan Xingmin could even surmise that this bronze incense burner was a product of criminals laundering goods.
But that was it, because there were very few clues, just this incense burner.
Even if someone had a sudden inspiration and suspected there was something else inside the furnace, and peeled away the rust to find the Rebirth Sutra, they would still have to search and sort things out bit by bit: first, they would need to hire an expert proficient in Sanskrit and Tibetan Buddhism to translate it, and a trip to LS or Beijing would be a certainty.
But when will we be able to contact an expert, and when will the translation be completed?
Let's say a lower estimate, six months.
After the translation, it was taken to Beijing to be examined by experts from the Palace Museum or the State Administration of Cultural Heritage to determine the specific identities of the burial victims. However, it was difficult to invite experts from the Palace Museum, and even more difficult to invite experts from the State Administration of Cultural Heritage.
Wang Qizhi gave them a lower estimate: four to six months. Before they knew it, a year had passed, and by then, it would be too late.
The municipal bureau could only try to figure out its own way first, to investigate the approximate age of the incense burner, the approximate area where it was unearthed, the approximate identity of the person buried with it, and the approximate route of its transmission... To put it bluntly, they could only find out where it was dug up from first.
But to be honest, it's not much easier than finding a needle in a haystack.
Because nobody knows whether this incense burner was bestowed upon Emperor Kangxi or any subsequent emperor, or how many generations it passed through after being bestowed upon it, or whether any changes occurred during that time, such as the family falling into decline, which led to the incense burner ending up in the hands of ordinary people.
At its peak, the Qing Dynasty had 400 million people. Could you possibly check all of their ancestral graves?
But Lin Sicheng meticulously analyzed the clues and found the scripture inside the furnace, which immediately narrowed down the location where the incense burner was found to a very small range: from the Kangxi Emperor to the fall of the Qing Dynasty, how many noble ladies, who were princes, imperial concubines, etc., were there in total?
Furthermore, carbon-14 dating indicates a period of 220-300 years, pointing directly to the Qing Dynasty's three emperors.
Among the three emperors, fewer than one hundred met specific criteria. Crucially, they were buried in an extremely concentrated area.
In addition, given Lin Sicheng's assertion that the excavation would not exceed ten years, the search was almost guaranteed to be successful.
It's like digging up the root of the problem right away, and then you can just follow the vine to find the melon. How much police manpower and funding did these public security organs save, and how many hairs did they save for their leaders?
Of course, Lin Sicheng's predictions might not be 100% accurate, but who told him to have a teacher like himself?
Without needing to wait another six months, Wang Qizhi only made two phone calls: one to a Sanskrit Buddhist expert and the other to a Qing Dynasty history expert—that was it.
No need to queue: it will be sent to Beijing tomorrow, and the results will be available in a week at most.
If you were a leader, you'd be tempted to do something shady: it's just too damn useful...
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