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Chapter 523: This craft has lasted thirty years?

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    Fang Yi looked at the two men holding the police badges in their wallets and asked them, "It's me. What do you want from me?"  I fell in love with Lewen Novel Network.  lwxs520.  "We would like to ask you a favor. There is a case involving some works of art. We hope you can help us identify the authenticity of these things!" One of the policemen put away his police badge and faced Fang Yi politely.  said.  Hearing what the police said, Fang Yi thought that his stolen paintings had really been found, and couldn't help but nodded: "Okay? When will I go see the paintings? I'm free today, and I'll take a flight tomorrow afternoon.  Back to Los Angeles."  What Fang Yi means is that if you want to watch it, just wait until I'm here. I won't be free after tomorrow afternoon.  "It would be best if we go now!" Another policeman said happily after hearing what Fang Yi said.  "Then let's go!" Fang Yi stretched out his hands to the two policemen, then turned to Tony and said: "I'll go with the two police officers to see if there is any place that can help! Anyway, I should talk  I made it clear." After hearing this, Tony, who was standing next to him, immediately said, "I'll go with you!"  Pushing Fang Yi to the police station alone was not the way to treat guests, so Tony naturally wanted to go with him to have a look.  Fang Yi glanced at Tony and said happily: "Then let's go together!" After saying that, he looked at the two police officers. The two police officers also said that there was no problem. Not only was there no problem, but they also smiled happily. The two police officers knew  What did Fang Yi come to Italy for? Of course, he had to find out before hiring someone. Knowing that Tony was the curator, it was like hiring one more person.  No one had any problem, so the four of them left the room together and got into the car of the two police officers.  When they arrived at the police station, Fang Yi and Tony followed the police officer to a conference room.  As soon as he entered the door, he saw seven or eight works on the table. After glancing at all the paintings, Fang Yi came to the conclusion that none of the works were real, and they were all fakes.  The skills of the people who forged these works were quite good, almost as good as the second one that the annoying old man showed two days ago.  Standing in front of the table, Fang Yi pointed at these works and asked the two police officers: "Are these things authenticated?"  "Well!" One of the police officers said to Fang Yi: "These are the things on the table!".  The conversation between the two has just ended.  Fang Yi saw the door open, and a woman in her early forties walked in. She was dressed in dark gray professional attire. She walked upright and had a smile on her face. She faced Fang Yi as soon as she entered the door.  He stretched out his hand: "Thank you Mr. Fang for coming to help our police station!".  After listening to a few more nonsense words, Fang Yi knew that this person was either the head of the police station or a higher-level officer.  Because he speaks with a political tone, which is not the quality that a young police sergeant should have.  The reason why I say this is because if the entire police department, even the little chief sergeant, has such political quality and talks about politics, will there be anyone in his sister's police department who can actually do the job?  "I'm happy to help!" Fang Yi said politely as soon as he shook his hand.  This woman is a high-ranking deputy police superintendent.  Of course, Fang Yi didn't know what this position was for, but it must be quite big anyway.  The deputy superintendent shook hands with Tony and stretched out his hand to place a few works on the table and said: "These are the works. We would like to ask Mr. Fang to authenticate them! Some of our own appraisers say they are genuine and some say they are genuine."  It¡¯s a fake!¡±  Fang Yi took another look at the works on the table.  He opened his mouth and said: "None of them are authentic!".  Originally, Fang Yi thought he had a clue when he lost the painting, but who knew that he was arrested by this gang of policemen for the high-level reason of police-civilian cooperation. After saying this, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile.  Fang Yi can¡¯t be blamed for having such an idea. European integration is not only about the convenience for Europeans to travel in this circle.  It is easier for criminals to come and go.  Traveling from one country to another is almost like traveling abroad as long as you are a member of the European Union.  Who knows where the stolen things have gone to?  "They are all forgeries? None of them are authentic!" Upon hearing Fang Yi's judgment, the deputy superintendent couldn't help but show joy on his face.  After being happy for a moment, he continued to ask Fang Yi: "But I heard that these works have some cracks on them that are almost impossible to forge and some spots caused by time!".  Fang Yi reached out and picked up the nearest work, and then picked up the observation mirror on the table next to it.  But he didn't put it on his own eyes, but handed it to Tony's hand next to him: "Look at the eyelids of this character! This is where the imitator made a mistake. The cracks are a bit unnatural.  There is an obvious sense of squeezing between the main lines, and these cracks are carved out with the tip of a thin needle!¡±  Tony looked at this work with a viewing glass andHearing what Fang Yi said, after reading it, he nodded to the police inspector and said, "Yes, this work is really a forgery!".  Looking at the police inspector¡¯s eyes, Fang Yi felt that since he was here, he should deepen the cooperation between the police and the people, even though the Italian police had little to do with him.  After explaining all the mistakes in the imitations on the table, he looked at the deputy superintendent and said, "That's it!".  After finishing speaking, Fang Yi concluded: "These works on the table are all made by the same imitator!".  To be honest, Fang Yi still thinks that this imitator is a bit clever, because this person is not imitating any famous artists. He only imitates the kind of works that he will eat to death, which is a masterpiece worth tens of millions. This is  The imitator seems to have a bit of a long-lasting taste.  The works on the table now are all famous artists from the past 100 years or so. The value of their works on the market is between 4.5 million and 7.8 million. It is not like Fang Yi decided to imitate  When I was painting, I was not thinking about people like Van Gogh or C¨¦zanne.  Of course, it¡¯s not that this worker doesn¡¯t want to imitate, it¡¯s just that his skills are limited and he can¡¯t imitate it.  The deputy police officer listened and said to Fang Yi: "Thank you! But Mr. Fang, can you give us an identification document? This thing is very important to our case!"  After hearing what the deputy superintendent said and looking at the paintings on the table, Fang Yi knew that the so-called case for which he was asked to help must involve art forgery.  "Let Tony do it, so I don't have to write!" Fang Yi immediately handed over the work to Tony.  I will honestly go back to my home in Los Angeles to hold my son tomorrow. How can I have so much time to spend this matter with you here? If I have to go to court in the future, I have to fly here myself?  Wouldn't it be better if you have time to squat at home and bask in the sun?  Seeing that Fang Yi really didn't want to sign, the deputy superintendent turned his attention to Tony. Fang Yi was now helping. As for the issue of writing the appraisal report, he couldn't force others to do it. Besides, this person couldn't be forced by him.  People who come.  Ordinary people who come to the police station can be frightened.  Or do some small tricks or something like that. How can Fang Yi use something like this?  It's good that he doesn't cause trouble for the police. Didn't you see that the Paris police have been completely disgraced? Now when everyone mentions the Paris police, they think it is synonymous with trash.  Fang Yi couldn¡¯t force it, so Comrade Deputy Superintendent had no choice but to put his hope in Tony, the director of the Italian Museum.  "There's no problem with me here!" Tony nodded and said, listening to Fang Yi talk about this person's imitation techniques.  Tony also knows a thing or two here. If the judgment is made by the same person, there will be no big problem, and Fang Yi can connect quickly.  "Thank you both!" The deputy superintendent expressed his gratitude to Fang Yi and Tony. After thanking him, he immediately started to show off: "With extra time in the next week, maybe we will need you again.  s help!".  Seeing Tony nodding, the female deputy superintendent added: "This case is not only involving us. There are also police departments in Germany, Spain, France and Greece, and now we are cooperating! The time involved in the case may be last  Push it to thirty years ago! ".  Fang Yi was a little stunned after hearing what the female police superintendent Da Zhi said about this case. After more than thirty years of fakery, even if this person is caught, he can still leave his name in the history of forgery.  Maybe it can be compared with John Myatt, the most famous counterfeiter in Britain today.  After staying at the police station for a while, Fang Yi and Tony left.  Tony goes back to the museum.  Fang Yi naturally went back to the hotel.  After arriving at the hotel room, Fang Yi felt a little bored after staying there for a while. He watched TV for a while and then took out his sketchbook.  I started to smear it on, and after applying it for a while, I remembered what the deputy superintendent said.  The reason why I thought of this.  Fang Yi felt that imitation of this level could make his life smooth for thirty years. So how many years would it take for his own imitation to be discovered?  How long will my "Pissarro" hang in the Louvre before others discover that it is a forgery?  Thinking about this matter in his mind, Fang Yi unconsciously drew a head portrait on his hand. This technique is just like if Pissarro was born again, a typical image of a Western woman, and looking at the woman's face, it will appear  It was discovered that the woman in the painting looked almost exactly the same as the female police superintendent Fang Yi saw today.  Thinking about this matter, I couldn't help but feel that it seemed to arouse Fang Yi's inner desire, and wondered if I should also find time to 'practice'.  Isn¡¯t it a pity that such a skill is not used?  Thinking about this, I started running trains in my mind, and then the first sketch or small sketch of the 'master' was moved from Fang Yi's hand to the sketchbook.  Fang Yi is drawing and thinking about this.As for what happened, I heard a knock on the door of my room. I put down the paintbrush in my hand and walked to the door of the room. When I opened the room, I saw Zhang Xu and Li Lin standing at the door, holding bags in their hands.  Carrying a lot of things.  Before Fang Yi could speak, Li Lin shouted that he was exhausted, then pushed Fang Yi away and walked into the room.  Fang Yi looked at the two people with large and small bags, and couldn't help but ask: "What are you doing? When did you change your gender? Why are you buying so many things from Italy for free?"  ?Looking at the dozen bags of various sizes held in these two hands and in their arms, it looked like they had met two shopaholics.  "No! This one is for Xiao Nuer, and this one is for Zheng Yuan." Li Lin sat down on the sofa, shook his neck, found three bags from the big bag in front of him, and brought them to the table.  Said to Fang Yi.  Fang Yi came over and took a look and was a little dumbfounded. He said to Li Lin: "What kind of leather apron did you buy for Zheng Yuan? This thing will be of no use in Los Angeles! You'd better take it and return it tomorrow. This thing is at home."  Pure decoration!"  As soon as Fang Yi stretched out his head, he saw a leather cloak in a bag, made of fiery red fox fur. Looking at the leather, he knew that this thing could not be bought without 20,000 to 30,000 euros.  "I asked him not to buy it, but he insisted on buying it!" Zhang Xu himself sat down, lowered his head and nodded at the bag in front of him, and took out the things he had prepared for Zheng Yuan and Fang Ruo. Not only did he have this  The belongings of the two of them, as well as those of Fang Yi's unborn child, were also taken out and placed on the table.  "Just buy it, take it back and wear it in winter, or use it to clean the table." Li Lin said with a smile: "I just thought it was cheap, you see, I also bought one for my mother!"  "You two are good guys, start spending as soon as you get the money!" Fang Yi looked at the two of them and said with a smile, then sat next to Li Lin and watched what he bought.  (To be continued. (lwxs520.))
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