Pretending to be jealous in the arms of Dali Temple

A gust of wind blew in, and the old ledgers on the desk were rattled.

It seems to be telling mourning.

The shopkeeper sighed: "When I think of Boss Zhang being killed, I feel like a big stone is pressing on my heart."

Wan Yan looked at the shopkeeper intently, and it could be seen that he had a good relationship with Zhang Kairong.

"In business, does Zhang Kairong have any enemies?"

The shopkeeper shook his head: "As far as I know, no, Boss Zhang is a generous and cheerful person with many friends, not to mention enemies, and there is no one who has quarrels."

Su Jizhi was stunned, he thought that Zhang Kairong could be found out from the shopkeeper.

He was in business, and there were always people with conflicts of interest in the business field. How could there be no suspects?
"I believe you have a good relationship with Zhang Kairong, and you know him very well." Su Jizhi's eyes were sharp, trying to see through the shopkeeper's heart: "It's hard for me to imagine that Zhang Kairong is like a fish in water in the business field, and there is nothing wrong with it?"

The shopkeeper understood, and nodded eagerly: "Master Su can trust me. Boss Zhang is a very smart person. I feel that he has a plan for every step, so he does business step by step, which is really amazing."

"What does it mean?"

"Boss Zhang is very organized and unhurried. When he thinks about it every time something is done, he seems to have a perfect plan for everything he does."

"So that's the case. I would like to inquire, Boss Zhang is not married yet, where does he live on weekdays?"

The shopkeeper pointed to the backyard: "It's in the backyard, but after the boss got to know Zhang Xiuhua, he doesn't come here often, and most of the time he lives in Zhang Xiuhua's side."

"What is the relationship between Zhang Kairong and Zhang Xiuhua?"

"Should... I can't say it." The shopkeeper was a little embarrassed: "What should I say? Boss Zhang doesn't have a wife, and Zhang Xiuhua doesn't have a husband. Even if the two are together, there seems to be nothing unreasonable."

"But!" The shopkeeper's tone has changed: "This is not something you want to do, and it has a bad reputation."

"It's the truth." Su Jizhi nodded, satisfied with the shopkeeper's words, "Let's talk about Zhang Xiuhua's daughter?"

"This..." The shopkeeper shook his head: "I can't answer my lord. I am the shopkeeper of the porcelain workshop, and I only know Zhang Xiuhua. As for her daughter, I have only met her a few times."

"Oh? Where did you see it?"

"It's right here. That girl has been to the Porcelain Workshop several times. Because of Boss Zhang, I have an impression of her, but not deeply. I can't even remember what she looks like after she disappeared."

"It's been four months since Zhang Kairong was killed. What do you think? Is there anyone who doubts it?"

"The government said it was Zhao Ren. I believe the government, but why is the case still not closed after four months? I still have to wait here. Oh, it's difficult, my lord, solve the case quickly and let me go."

Su Jizhi stood up slowly: "Well, you go to those two little apprentices first, and I'll go to the room where Zhang Kairong lived."

Wan Yan followed Su Ji into the backyard.

Before passing through the moon gate, Wanyan heard the cuckoo of pigeons, followed by the smell of bird droppings.

"My lord, is there something here?"

Wan Yan poked her head, the two walked around the moon gate, and a pigeon shed built of wooden boards came into view.

Seeing someone coming, the pigeons huddled together and flapped their wings, stirring up dust and straw.

The shopkeeper pointed to the innermost room, and quickly looked for two young apprentices.

Su Jizhi walked over slowly and pushed open the sealed door.

The door creaked.

Dust was flying in the air, and a musty smell hit the face.

Su Jizhi didn't realize it, Wanyan covered her mouth and nose, took out a champagne from her sleeve and handed it to Su Jizhi.

The lord accepted it with a smile, and covered half of his face with a champagne.

"I still remember that it was this handkerchief that was blown in front of me."

Wan Yan patted Su Jizhi's sleeve and said coquettishly, "My lord, look for clues!"

Su Jizhi turned his head, hid his smile, and looked at the whole room seriously.

Zhang Kairong used this house as a study and bedroom, with a screen in front of the bed and Zhang Kairong's desk under the window.

On the desk, pens, inks, papers and inkstones were arranged neatly, and the scrolls and papers were neatly placed on the partition of the bookshelf. Wan Yan turned her head to think about it, and said, "My lord, it seems that Boss Zhang has plans to go out."

Su Jizhi smiled lightly: "Oh? Wan Yan already knows how to analyze the scene, so tell me, why do you say that?"

Wan Yan was full of pride: "Look, my lord, the things on the desk are neatly arranged, the brushes are placed on the pen stand, and the ink cartridges are covered. If there is no plan to travel far, who would take such trouble to collect the whole ink, paper and inkstone?"

Su Jizhi nodded: "Wan Yan is amazing, not only that, look at the clothes in the closet, the layout of the room, even the tea kettle is empty, and the tea cup is turned upside down."

Wan Yan walked to Su Jizhi's side, and asked suspiciously: "Sir, if you say that, Zhang Kairong was planning to go out and was killed by accident?"

"Well, I once wondered if Zhang Kairong decided to leave early if he hurriedly decided to leave early. Now it seems that he is not, even if he leaves early, he is also prepared to go out."

Su Jizhi walked to the bookshelf and carefully checked Zhang Kairong's collection of books.

Wan Yan asked softly: "My lord, that's not necessarily true. Just now the shopkeeper and Zhang Xiuhua have said that Zhang Kairong lives with Zhang Xiuhua most of the time."

"That's right." Su Jizhi said these two words.He reached for a book on the shelf.

Wan Yan leaned over, the title of the book is "Story of Foreign Objects".

Su Jizhi flipped through it for a while, but Wan Yan didn't understand, so he said, "My lord, is there something wrong with this book?"

Su Jizhi shook his head: "I think I have a lot of books and read a lot, but I have never heard of anything in this book."

"The world is so big, knowledge is vast and boundless, isn't it?"

Su Jizhi smiled: "Of course it is. I'm just curious. Zhang Kairong is a businessman, but he likes to watch strange things."

"This is very normal, my lord, do you know what books I like to read?"

Su Jizhi thought about it: "I'm afraid it has something to do with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting!"

Wan Yan smiled brightly: "Wrong, I like reading storybooks."

Su Ji's "..." helped his forehead.

"Reading a book can only represent a person's preferences, and it cannot explain any problems."

Wan Yan was very determined, Su Jizhi smiled and sent the scroll back to the bookshelf.

The two looked around again. Except for the dust, there was nothing suspicious about the furnishings of the room or the objects that could be found.

Su Jizhi stood at the door and looked back at the room, a little incredulous: "Wan Yan, this is also very strange, why can't I see anything belonging to Zhang Kairong from the room?"

Wan Yan also felt strange: "I rummaged through the clothes, the head of the bed, the adults read the books, we rummaged everything we could, indeed..."

Wan Yan patrolled around again, and asked softly: "My lord, can someone clean up this place after the incident?"

"I also have this in mind, that's why I want to meet those two apprentices."

"Oh?" Wan Yan suddenly guessed: "My lord, can you bring all Zhang Kairong's things to Zhang Xiuhua? Didn't you mean they live together?"

"It's also possible, but the clothes in the closet can't be justified. They are all seasonal models. Could it be that Zhang Kairong also bought a lot of clothes from Zhang Xiuhua?"

Wan Yan was amazed at how detailed the lord's investigation was: "It seems that we must go to Zhang Xiuhua's place."

Su Jizhi closed the door, lowered his head, and said quietly: "If Zhang Kairong is at Zhang Xiuhua's side, it's the same, Wan Yan, I feel that he is deliberately lowering himself to cover up something."

Wan Yan stopped: "My lord, are you saying that Zhang Kairong has a problem with himself?"

"Not ruled out." After Su Jizhi finished speaking, he strode out of the courtyard.