[Tiangong's hidden blade can break the situation with one stab] Hang Mu, the cultural relics restorer of the Forbidden City, was shaking with his hand holding the carving knife.
Hidden in the interlayer between the ears of the Western Zhou Dynasty bronze tripod is a roll of microfilm - irrefutable evidence of the cultural relics transfer case thirty years ago, clearly pointing to the capital empire behind the top superstar Jin Zhuo. In order to save his younger brother who suffered from Gaucher disease, Hang Mu was forced to restore smuggled cultural relics for Jin Zhuo.
The Morse code in the Pisces Mirror of the Tang Dynasty, the radioactive isotopes in the Ru Kiln porcelain plate, the encrypted account book in the gold tea bowl... Every "national treasure" is quenched with poison.
When the gilt repair knife scraped off the glaze of the Ming Dynasty official kiln, Hang Mu saw the truth about his uncle Shen Min's death inside. Jin Zhuo put out his cigarette butt on the wall tiles and smiled like a Yuan blue and white flower that was hard to distinguish between genuine and fake.
"Teacher Hang, since you can mend broken porcelain, can you mend the cracked heart?"
He handed Hang Mu two agreements: one was a confidential contract for a sky-high price of special medicine, and the other was 3D scanning data that could send his father to jail.
In this game with cultural relics as the blade:
The glaze under the electron microscope in the restoration room is colder than capital;
The nanoscale high-quality imitations from Tokyo auction houses are hotter than desire;
And on the night when Hang Mu injected the detection agent into the Qianlong porcelain bottle, Jin Zhuo's kiss, with the bloody smell of bronze rust, fell on the handle of his carving knife.
"You want to expose the evil, I want to kill my father and be reborn."
"Why not make a bet - use the cinnabar on the tip of your pen and the rust in my bones."
[Cultural relic restorers are attacked by × capital with white gloves]
[In the era of counterfeiting, pierce the most perfect lies]
Things that the author has limited knowledge, are unreasonable or do not exist in reality are made up by the author and are fictitious content.
Intention: "The rust is cut with the blade, and the bones are tempered by the sky. Some people gamble their lives for cultural relics, and some people replenish their souls with lies."