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Asked you to write a book, not to confess your criminal record!

Lin Chuan, a struggling writer, finally got his golden finger—the Career Life Experience System. Randomly experiencing a profession, after the experience is over, novels will be generated based on Lin Chuan's experiences. But Lin Chuan found that the professions he experienced were all too sketchy! Swindler, Assassin, Hacker, Touch Gold Captain... Corresponding novels were born: “Swindler,” “Hacker Kingdom,” “Touch Gold Notes,” and others came into existence. Before he knew it, his works became popular. Selected reader comments: “This book describes things too realistically, this is definitely an autobiography!” “With you confessing and me confessing, Mr. Lin will end up in prison sooner or later.” “Author Lin Chuan (×), Suspect Mr. Lin (√)” Unexpectedly, the reader's prophecy has come true! The police showed up, “We suspect you're involved in serious illegal and criminal activities!” Lin Chuan, “Huh?” The police, “The crimes in your novels, they're your actual deeds, right?” Lin Chuan's vision went dark. Done for, I've written myself into the station, but I'm really not a criminal suspect!!!!!!

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Chapter 148: Three Years in Prison, Astronomical Compensation! (Subscribe Please)_2

Hu Shu laughed heartily, following Lin Chuan's lead, "Indeed, from the decoration and style, we can rule out the early period."

Lin Chuan took another look at the jade vase.

The light from the glass cabinet shone upon the Qing dynasty Chinese tangled branch pattern thin-walled jade vase, revealing a gentle and pure luster without any flaws. However, it differed in subtle ways from the patina and play of light and shadow Lin Chuan expected to see on an object several hundred years old.

It really was a fake!

Lin Chuan cursed inwardly.

Whether it was fake before it was repatriated or became a fake afterward was unknown.

If it was the latter, the gall of those who dared to replace such a national treasure!

"Mr. Lin?"

Seeing Lin Chuan absorbed in thought, Hu Shu called out to him.

Lin Chuan snapped back to reality and smiled, "Judging from the patina of the thin-walled jade vase, it should be a work from the mid-Qing period."