"This is the thing of the Red Sleeve Tower Dancer!"
"Do you also know Qingluan, the dancer of Hongxiu Tower?"
After Di Xue asked Chu Ran, she felt a little embarrassed: "It's He Ziling. He admires Miss Qingluan, so he often mentions it in our ears."
"I've heard about this too."
"If this body is that of Shoemaker Li, then why did the murderer kill him? I just saw that all the money was in the house!"
Chu Ran quickly used his doubts to change the topic.
"The murderer's purpose of killing him may have something to do with the burned account books and shoe samples, and the reason why the murderer failed to dispose of Li Shoemaker's body may have been disturbed at the time."
As soon as Di Xue finished speaking, crying could be heard outside.
I saw Han Shu and Zhang Ying walking in with a man in his fifties. The man was crying as he walked and looked slovenly.
"Master, this man calls himself Zhao Er and says he is a good friend of Shoemaker Li. He insisted on coming in to report to the official. I thought he might be useful so I brought him in!"
Han Shu bowed and then brought Zhao Er to Di Xue.
"In that case, come and ask him about his recent dealings with Shoemaker Li, and ask him to recall as many details as possible. Let him identify the portrait after I finish the autopsy."
After saying this, Di Xue took the pen and paper handed over by Zhang Ying and began to draw the appearance of your male corpse. Di Xue had already finished the drawing in less than a stick of incense!
The man in the portrait was plain-looking and a little fat. Zhao Er burst into tears after seeing it and said that this was Li Shoemaker.
"Sir, I have inquired about his relationship with Shoemaker Li!"
Listening to Zhang Ying's story, Di Xue learned that Zhao Er and Li Shoejiang were drinking buddies. They loved wine as much as their lives, but Li Shoejiang always invited Zhao Er to Hongxiulou because he didn't care about money.
But six nights ago, Li Shoemaker went out alone to Hongxiu Tower. Zhao Er refused to follow him, and the two were somewhat unhappy because of this.
At 2:00 pm that day, Zhao Er was addicted to alcohol and happened to see smoke coming from the chimney in Li Shoemaker's house. He thought he had cooked something delicious, so he knocked on Li Shoemaker's door.
At that time, Shoemaker Li refused to open the door to Zhao Er and told Zhao Er to leave quickly and leave him alone. Zhao Er left in anger.
After that, Zhao Er never saw Li Shoemaker again. He knocked on the door several times but no one responded.
"Generally, the patrols and the Beijing Army branch in the city will start patrols at 3:00 pm. It seems that the arrival of Zhao Er forced the murderer to change his plan to dump the body!"
After Chu Ran finished speaking, Di Xue nodded in agreement.
Suddenly Zhao Er looked at Di Xue and knelt down: "Zhao Er, a common man, please ask Mr. Qingtian to make the decision!"
"Don't worry, I will investigate Li Shoemaker's case with all my heart!"
Di Xue was a little confused by his kneeling, and she just thought he was a brother.
"Not only this, the common people also have grievances!"
Zhao Er knelt on the ground and shed tears like a waterfall:
"The grassroots have never married. Recently, they have to live together with Qin Yue, the embroiderer. The man in her family died early and she doesn't have a son or a half around her. She can live a simple life of sewing and mending!"
Seeing that he was crying, Di Xue had no choice but to pat his back to comfort him. Zhao Er took a deep breath and continued:
"But half a month ago, Liu Yun, who was also an embroiderer with her, introduced her to a big job, saying that she was going to make wedding clothes for the son of the Minister of Justice Wang, and after the job was completed, she was given a large sum of money."
Zhao Er sniffed and continued:
"Three days ago, she mysteriously told me that Liu Yun had introduced her to a big job again, but this time she needed to stay at the employer's house for a few days, but she never came back."
"What about Liu Yun? Have you asked him?" Han Shu asked.
Zhao Er shook his head: "Liu Yun disappeared with her!"
After listening, Di Xue vaguely felt that there was some connection between this.
Then I thought that these two embroiderers might be the ones who copied the clothes Zhou Huai wore on the day of the incident!
As for the shoemaker Di Xue, there are some guesses but there is still a lack of information!
"Zhang Ying, clean up the scene and ask the surrounding merchants. If there is anything suspicious, report it to me immediately! Han Shu, take people to find Qin Yue and Liu Yun as Zhao Er said, and leave the Zhou Huai case. If you look for the nearest suburb of Beijing where the small courtyard is located, you may be able to find something."
After Di Xue ordered them to go down, the two of them took the order, and she also withdrew from the shoemaker's shop. Looking at Chu Ran's bloodless face, she said:
"Chu Ran, you haven't had a good night's sleep. Now go back and rest. Let's go to the Hongxiu Tower to meet the dance leader for a while."
Chu Ran did not shirk. After all, everyone else had to sleep for a while, but he was still spinning. So he nodded, got into the carriage with Di Xue, and headed home.
Di Xue woke up from the house in the dusk. After washing up, she picked a white silk robe with gold bird pattern, put on a gold and jade belt, put on gold-faced and white-soled boots, and then left the house.
And Chu Ran had been waiting at the corner gate of Prince Heng's Mansion for a long time. He saw that his face was like white jade, his clothes were like gold silk, and he looked like a handsome young man. He was very eye-catching!
The two of them took a car to the entrance of Hongxiu Building. Before their feet even touched the ground, they were surrounded by servants and invited into the building.
Di Xue did not show any politeness and directly explained the purpose of her visit. After rewarding the boy, the boy led the two of them to the private room on the third floor.
In just half the time it took to burn the incense, a woman in red clothes and a gold hairpin arrived.
Di Xue looked at the woman who was in her early twenties. She had a beautiful face, like a lotus standing alone in a turbulent pool. There was a beauty in her stubbornness.
"I've met Miss Qingluan. Di Xue is a prisoner of Dali Temple. I came here today to ask for your cooperation."
After Di Xue finished speaking, Qingluan's hand while pouring tea paused slightly, then immediately returned to normal and returned with a smile:
"If you have any need, I will definitely have nothing to hide."
"The girl is frank and tells the truth that today the body of shoemaker Li was found in the shoemaker's shop in Nanshi, and the girl's handkerchief was found there."
After Di Xue finished speaking, her eyes fell on the handkerchief in Qingluan's hand!
After hearing this, Qingluan looked at the handkerchief in his hand and then returned: "I did give my handkerchief to the shoemaker, but I didn't know about his death."
"I believe the girl, but Li Shoemaker was killed six days ago after leaving the Red Sleeve Building. I guess he may have said something to the girl, or handed something to the girl!"
Under Di Xue's gaze, Qingluan sighed and slowly talked about the scene that day.
It turned out that shoemaker Li already knew that he would die soon, so he paid a high price to see Qingluan, handed her a baggage, and asked for Qingluan's handkerchief. Qingluan agreed when he saw that he was pitiful.
Then Qingluan took Di Xue and Chu Ran to her room.
Looking at the simplicity and elegance of the room, with many objects dating from more than ten years ago, Di Xue couldn't help but feel a little lost.
"This room was decorated by my sister Qingying. After she passed away, no one lived in the house for a long time. After it was repaired, I moved it back and restored everything to the way it was when she was there."
After Qingluan finished speaking, his eyelashes drooped, and tears seemed to well up in his eyes.
And her words hit Di Xue like a heavy hammer. She should have thought that Qingluan was the sister of Qingying, the courtesan who died eighteen years ago!
Di Xue turned away, unable to bear to look at the woman in front of her.
How did the little girl survive in this mixed place without her sister? She couldn't think about it. Only by unraveling the truth of the case could all the people involved in the case be freed!
Just as he was thinking about it, Qingluan had already taken out the bundle from under the bed and handed it to Di Xue.
After opening the baggage, Di Xue saw some money, which must have been left for Qingluan, and then saw several shoe sample drawings and an account book.
Di Xue opened the drawing of the shoe pattern, only to find that the pattern drawn on it was very strange and had never been seen before!
