Warm fragrance cloud around

Yun Niang pointed to the pattern of butterflies wearing flowers on the back of the deceased's long skirt to show Lin Junnuan.

Lin Junnuan was not very good at female celebrities since she was a child, and she didn't take Yunniang's words too seriously at first: "Isn't it just a few flowers and butterflies? This kind of pattern is everywhere. Look, this dress is so beautiful. Don't you have them too?" As she spoke, she casually picked out a clothes hanger, and found a gold-embellished dress with hundreds of butterflies.

Yun Niang said: "Then compare and see, are the two patterns exactly the same?"

Lin Junnuan looked left and right. Although the patterns on the two dresses were both butterfly and flower patterns, the details were very different. No matter the shape, position, stitching method or color matching, they were all completely different.

"My lord, you don't know that embroiderers usually attach great importance to the patterns in their hands. If a clothing store like ours makes exactly the same patterns as other people's, they will be laughed at."

Well, it turns out that there is still such a particularity, Lin Junnuan hurriedly urged Yun Niang, "Think about it, where have you seen this pattern?"

Yun Niang frowned and thought for a while, then nodded suddenly and said: "By the way, the young master is planning to open a branch shop during this time, so that I can secretly recruit two reliable embroider girls. I should have met them there. think about..."

"It's probably not Honggu, Ah Cai... It doesn't seem to be the case either. By the way, it's Yunxia. I've seen this embroidery pattern from Yunxia before!"

"Yunxia?"

"Yunxia is Qiansijin's embroiderer. She is very good at embroidery and careful in her work. I went to her house a few days ago and tried to persuade her to come to our shop. Unfortunately, she has a deep affection for Qiansijin and is unwilling to leave. I just saw this flower in her room."

Yun Niang has opened a clothing store for more than ten years, and she herself has a high level of embroidery. Of course, her eyesight to distinguish embroidery patterns is trustworthy. She said that the two patterns are the same, so she can't go wrong.

And Lin Junnuan, the head of Qiansijin, also knows it. It is a time-honored clothing store in Xishi City with a history of at least 40 to [-] years. It is only one street away from Yunniang's Hua Xiangrong. It's not expensive, but I don't dare to enter casually without a few taels of silver.

Lin Junnuan wrapped the blood-stained dress of the deceased, thanked Yunniang, and went to Qiansijin to find out.

Yunniang's judgment was not wrong, as expected, there were two long skirts of the same style as the deceased's skirts hanging on Qiansijin's hanger, with only a slight difference in color.However, those two skirts were hung in a hidden corner of the store for some reason, as if they really didn't want to be seen.

It looks like the folks at this shop probably know something!Lin Junnuan suppressed the excitement in his heart, picked out a men's suit at random and paid for it, then left the shop and went straight to Dali Temple.

If I had known that if I wanted to run around like this, I should have let Xiaochun drive a carriage out, Lin Junnuan hurried on the road while secretly blaming himself for not thinking enough.If the modern police investigate the case, not to mention the bus pick-up and drop-off, at least they can take a taxi. She has no salary and no authority, and she wanders around outside without a proper name.

Rubbing her sore legs, Lin Junnuan couldn't help but began to doubt her life, but thinking of the plan behind, she cheered up, for her own dream of becoming a detective ←_←, for her brother's desire to be a dandy Dream, what is this hard work!

***

Finally returned to Dali Temple, but was informed that Cheng Shaoqing was out, Lin Junnuan slumped on the chair in a disfigured manner, unwilling to move any more, just waiting here for someone.

I don't know how long she waited, but just as she was drowsy with her eyelids drooping, a seductive fragrance suddenly came from the tip of her nose. Lin Junnuan followed the direction of the fragrance and inhaled deeply several times before opening her eyes. There were two steaming bowls of mutton soup, not far away, Cheng Jiangyun was looking at her jokingly.

At this time, Lin Junnuan was still awake, and he was in a daze, not knowing what he was laughing at, so he wiped his mouth subconsciously, not drooling.

Cheng Jiangyun turned his face and chuckled twice, took out a palm-sized bronze mirror from his arms and gave it to her: "Look for yourself."

Lin Junnuan didn't reach out to take it, but looked at him with interest: "Cheng Shaoqing actually carries a mirror with him, so you can't tell~~" The ending sounded meaningful.

The moment Cheng Shaoqing took out the mirror, she was also a little dazed.He saw this mirror at a roadside stall when he was on business a few days ago. At that time, for some reason, he remembered Lin Junnuan's look of embarrassment due to the makeup on his face when they went to the Princess's Mansion. , I thought the mirror might come in handy in the future, so I bought it.

When Lin Junnuan looked at it like this, he suddenly felt that the mirror was hot, he threw it into her arms indiscriminately, and said harshly, "I picked it up on the road, don't think too much about it!"

Okay, okay, she will never think too much, she is the most understanding, Lin Junnuan raised an eyebrow at him, picked up the mirror and looked at it, it turned out that when she dozed off just now, someone painted her eyebrows With thick black unibrows, the whole face looks extremely funny.

If she had found out about this prank early in the morning, she might have jumped in anger, but now... Lin Junnuan glanced at Cheng Shaoqing jokingly, she is in a good mood now, of course she chose to forgive that prankster.

Lin Jun looked at Cheng Jiangyun with a warm smile: "You people in Dali Temple are really interesting, not bad."

Cheng Jiangyun didn't want to continue this topic with her, and pointed to the outside of the room expressionlessly: "There is water over there, let's drink soup after washing your face."

"Is it for me? Cheng Shaoqing is too polite!"

She happened to be a little hungry, washed off the ink on her brows, and applied a layer of "tanning powder" in front of the mirror, then sat back at the table and was ready to eat.

"By the way, return the mirror to you."

Cheng Jiangyun turned his head uncomfortably: "It's useless for me to hold a mirror, you can keep it."

"Oh, don't be like this," Lin Junnuan said with an expression of "I understand you", "A gentleman doesn't take what others like, how can I take Cheng Shaoqing's things!"

"Take it if you tell me, don't talk, drink the soup!"

Cheng Shaoqing was very aggrieved, what's the matter with this girl, she kept carrying whatever pot was left open, and didn't bother to talk to her anymore, just focused on drinking the soup.

Lin Junnuan understood the principle of accepting as soon as it was good, and didn't continue to pester her. She swallowed several mouthfuls of mutton soup and said pleasantly, "Is this from the store you bought last time?"

"Hmm." It seemed to make up for the regret that I didn't drink after closing the case.

Lin Junnuan squinted his eyes and swallowed a large piece of mutton: "It's just right to drink mutton soup now, and the weather will heat up in a few days."

Cheng Jiangyun raised his head and looked out the window. The white elm that was bare not long ago has now flourished and produced strings of green elms. It is indeed almost summer.

"Are there any new clues today?" Lin Junnuan asked.

Cheng Jiangyun shook his head slightly.

Lin Junnuan put down the spoon, picked up the bowl and drank a big mouthful of the soup before saying, "I've found something here.

"I found the seller for the clothes on the deceased!"

***

When the two came to Qiansijin Clothing Store, the shopkeeper was receiving some high-spirited guests, so they didn't step forward to disturb them. They first confirmed that the two clothes were still there, and then they pretended to stroll around the store.

"You should be wearing this suit well." Lin Junnuan took off a set of men's robes, gestured to Cheng Jiangyun twice, and nodded repeatedly.

Cheng Jiangyun glanced at it and immediately looked away, "I don't like purple the most." And what she picked happened to be a set of brocade robes with deep purple cloud patterns.

"Huh, how could it be?" Lin Junnuan was really surprised, purple is the most luxurious, it looks so good to wear, he doesn't like it, he really has no vision.

The two chatted a few more words, seeing that the shopkeeper had sent away the guests and was free, Cheng Jiangyun took the dress of the deceased, restrained his expression and walked straight over.

"Has the shopkeeper seen this set of clothes?"

The shopkeeper of Qiansijin is a woman in her 40s. Now she is in good shape, but her youthful charm can be vaguely seen on her face. Seeing the bloody clothes in Cheng Jiangyun's hands, her eyelids trembled a few times.

Cheng Jiangyun said in a deep voice: "It seems that we know each other, and I hope the shopkeeper will confess."

The shopkeeper asked tremblingly, "Who are you?"

"We are from Dali Temple, and we came here for a murder case."

At this time, Lin Junnuan had already brought the two sets of dresses of the same style, and placed them in front of the shopkeeper one by one, "Life is at stake, shopkeeper, please don't hide it."

The shopkeeper sighed, and sat down on the low bamboo stool next to him, which creaked under the pressure: "Oh, the old man told me many times that I should not be greedy for petty gain, but I refused to listen to it. How nice it would be to throw away these two suits!"

On the day of the incident, a friend of hers happened to be by Qiandao Lake, and she told her what she had heard. After learning that the deceased was a man dressed as a woman, and the clothes on her body seemed to be similar to those sold in her shop, she planned to sell the clothes. Put it away, but considering that there are so many clothing stores in the capital, you may not be able to find it. The two sets of clothes cost more than ten taels of silver. After all, you are not willing to dispose of them.

The shopkeeper looked at the two with a bit of awe: "My lords, don't misunderstand, the slave family has absolutely nothing to do with the case, just... afraid of affecting the business of the small shop."

Cheng Jiangyun said: "Don't worry, shopkeeper, as long as you tell what you know, we will leave immediately."

The shopkeeper seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, glanced at the door, and led the two to a small compartment behind the clothing store.

"I've seen this dress before."

The shopkeeper rubbed her hands as she said, "This style of clothes was made by Yunxia in our store. I only made four sets in total, and one set sold for five taels of silver." I don’t remember, but this set made a deep impression on me.”

"why?"

"Because it was two men who bought this dress!" The female shopkeeper raised her eyebrows, "One is tall and the other is short, and the tall one keeps teasing the short one, saying that this dress will look good on you, She is a hundred times more beautiful than Miss Ziyuan from Huayue Tower."

"The short one is not angry yet, he laughed so loudly..." The female shopkeeper squinted her eyes and thought about her words: "How do you say that? By the way, when you look back and smile at Bai Meisheng, the servants almost look at me!"

Lin Junnuan and Cheng Jiangyun looked at each other, and hurriedly asked, "Does the shopkeeper still remember the characteristics of the two of them?"

The female shopkeeper tilted her head and thought for a while before replying: "The short guy with delicate features is very white and about the same height as this adult." She pointed to Lin Junnuan, "he shouldn't be too old, at most Fifteen or sixteen years old."

"The tall one should be in his 30s, and he is...shorter than this adult," she pointed to Cheng Jiangyun, "There is a scar at the corner of his right eye, and a black mole on his neck, the size of a copper coin hole. "

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Elm: also known as spring elm, white elm, etc., known as "elm lump".

As for who the "elm lump" refers to, please judge for yourself (v＾_＾)v