I'm a Super Cop

"What do you collect these for?" Officer Wang was amused to see Gu Chen's operation.

If we want to collect evidence in handling a case, it must be reliable evidence.

But Gu Chen is interested in bird droppings, which is hard to understand.

In other words, Gu Chen has a certain hobby?

For example, I like to play cactus, when I have nothing to do with myself.

So when Gu Chen is free, does he have to play shit?

"I think I have to take something home." Gu Chen can't say clearly now, but he thinks that there is something wrong.

Officer Wang held a small meeting last time and asked Gu Chen to report to him if he had any new findings.

It's useless to report things that you can't be sure about.

Accompanied by Gao Shan, the three left Tangjia alley, and then rushed to the next investigation site.

In the car, officer Wang, sitting in the back row, made a phone call. After a few words of communication with the other party, he hung up the phone, and then communicated with Gu Chen and Lu Weiwei.

"I called an informant just now. We can go to see him first."

"Senior brother Wang, what does this man do?" Gu Chen, who drives a car, is curious and can't help asking.

"Reselling some calligraphy and painting." Police officer Wang briefly recalled a few seconds and said: "I stole the tomb in the early years. After I was released from prison, I've been doing some work. But I'm a senior in calligraphy, painting and antiques. Let's go to him and ask him. Maybe we can get some results."

Lu Weiwei leaned over and said, "do you think ah Guda's calligraphy and paintings are really so valuable? It's worth 2 million. "

"The clown is in the palace, the master is wandering." Gu Chen said: "in fact, if you put it in the auction house, it is estimated that it can fetch more than 3 million yuan."

"True or false?" Lu Weiwei heard 3 million, her eyes were bright: "this should be enough for me to eat down the national food street?"

"Just your appetite?" Officer Wang looked at her and quickly shook his head: "it's estimated to be suspended."

Lu Weiwei rolled up her sleeves and hammered at police officer Wang. They were fighting in the back seat.

"Don't make a fuss. The case is being handled." Officer Wang was also quick to dissuade him.

Lu Weiwei this wave of operation, let himself in front of the probationary police, no prestige at all.

Gu Chen drives the car and shares what he has learned.

"In fact, ah Guta became famous very early and mysterious. It seems that it has not appeared in public view for a long time."

"If it hadn't been for the report, I'm afraid Mr. Gu would not have seen him?" Lu Weiwei suddenly asked.

Gu Chen said: "when I was in primary school, I saw a Guda's work in an art exhibition, but I didn't hear from him. I even thought that a Guda gave up painting. After all, the life of artists is very hard."

"It's hard, isn't it?" Police officer Wang immediately put forward different opinions and said: "he can sell two or three million yuan a painting, which is enough for Lu Weiwei to eat down the food street."

"No Gu Chen shook his head and explained, "a Gu Da's paintings have always been used for his own collection or donated to welfare institutions in the form of charity sale."

"So great?" After listening to Gu Chen, Lu Weiwei has some new ideas about this Gu da.

Police officer Wang also said: "if you want me to say, it's really the masters who are wandering and the clowns are in the palace. In our calligraphy and painting circles in Jiangnan City in the past two years, I admire the old man who uses needle and ink, and can never erase that sentence. Good, good, good."

"Poof!" Lu Weiwei couldn't help laughing and said, "do you remember?"

"I've been on a hot search in Jiangnan City, can you not know?" Officer Wang also told the truth.

It's mainly the old man who uses needle and ink. This wave of operation is so beautiful that it is very popular on all platforms.

According to Wang's address, Gu Chen drove to a painting and calligraphy Museum by the river. After parking the car, the three men walked into the shop together.

"Officer Wang, long time no see." A middle-aged man was warmly welcomed by a dark skin.

Police officer Wang ignored him and went directly into the store to observe. After confirming that there were no other guests, he asked, "sunspot, have any calligraphy and painting works circulated to the black market in the past week?"

The black market mentioned by police officer Wang is just a kind of name between the lines.

In the circulation and trade of calligraphy, painting and antique collection, some brokers will be needed to connect buyers and sellers.

Most of the commodities traded between them were privately traded and secretly traded. Some of them were private collections and some belonged to theft.

However, the price of trading on the black market tends to fluctuate greatly, also known as the black market price.

"Yes, of course, every day." The man called the sunspot said with a smile, "but I don't know what you mean by officer Wang?"

"Have you heard of a Gu Da's works?" Gu Chen takes out his mobile phone and hands over the pictures.

The sunspot frowned and thought carefully for a few seconds before he said, "ah Guda knows about it, but his paintings have rarely flowed out, and there is little circulation between buyers and collectors. It is estimated that there is no such thing.""Are you sure?" Lu Weiwei said with a frown: "the price of this painting is very high. It may be between 2 million and 3 million."

Hearing this price, sunspot was also scared: "so high? Then I'll have to ask my little brother over there. You wait

The sunspot took out his mobile phone and dialed several numbers in succession. After 15 minutes of rambling, he replied, "all the police officers, the thing you said has not appeared on the market recently."

"No way." After Wang's hands were loaded, he looked at a picture on the wall and said, "you must have missed something. Please check it carefully for me."

The sunspot also hesitated for a moment, and then said, "officer Wang, otherwise, I'll ask those little brothers under me to ask. If there's any clue, I'll tell you the first time. Do you think it's ok?"

Officer Wang looked at Gu Chen and asked, "what do you think?"

"Since the boss is a professional, he must have his own channel. I think so." Gu Chen is not opposed to this kind of operation.

For the investigation of antique calligraphy and painting, shop owners in the professional, certainly get much better information than their own investigation.

It is also very reasonable for professionals to do professional things.

Officer Wang agreed: "well, you can reply to me before 6 o'clock this afternoon."

"OK, I'll get back to you if you have any." The store owner is quite polite and cooperative.

After leaving the store, Gu Chen drove to Jiangnan auction house, which is the only regular auction house in Jiangnan.

Although there will be some small private auction houses around, as long as there are items in circulation recently, they can be investigated in this area.

Officer Wang went directly to the manager of the auction house, a 40 year old man with glasses who liked to wear formal clothes.

However, the result is still very disappointing. A Gu Da's paintings have never appeared.

"What? Is it possible that our investigation is in the wrong direction? " Lu Weiwei is also a look of disappointment: "perhaps this thief, will temporarily avoid the limelight, and when the wind is over, he will take out the stolen goods."

"You have a point." Officer Wang frowned, put his hands across his old waist and said, "if this is the case, the time for handling the case may be delayed for a long time."

He then looked at Gu Chen, who was lost in thought, and asked, "Gu Chen, what are you thinking?"

"I was thinking, would you like to go to the technical section of the Municipal Bureau and ask forensic Liu to help identify the items brought out from Gao Shan's home."

Officer Wang was surprised at that time: "you want to take a pile of bird excrement for Liu forensic identification?"