Chapter 130: The Boy in the Painting
Xie Jinlan couldn't deny: "Then I don't know, what is the opinion of Shopkeeper Feng?" ”
Feng Ange said: "Gao Jian doesn't dare to be, but can Gongzi Xie wait for half a month?" After the cloak is finished, make a decision? ”
Xie Jinlan's words were a little playful: "As Shopkeeper Feng said before, if the style of those cloaks is exactly what I hate, then wouldn't I wait for this half moon in vain?" ”
Feng Ange smiled generously:
"If Gongzi Xie is willing to wait for this half a month, if there is a cloak you fancy at that time, I will only charge you the cost price. If not, then the son will be able to enjoy a 20% discount whether it is customized or bought a finished product.
I know that Gongzi Xie doesn't care about these money. It's just that if Gongzi Xie is satisfied, he will be able to have a hearty cloak immediately. If you don't like it, it's just half a month longer, what does Gongzi Xie think? ”
Xie Jinlan's eyelids drooped slightly, and his bony fingers gently rubbed the teacup and said nothing.
Feng Ange was not in a hurry, as if he was sure that the other party would agree, and leisurely tasted the tea in the cup.
Boredom, Ruan Yezhen began to look at the layout of the private room.
Suddenly, she was attracted by a picture scroll.
The painting hung in an inconspicuous corner, the scroll slightly yellowed, and it looked a little older. The scroll is not damaged, it is clean and tidy. It can be seen that the owner of the painting took great care of the painting.
In the painting is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, dressed in a gray-black coarse coat. The young man pursed his lips, and his eyes showed maturity and steadiness that did not match his age.
Who is this man? What is the relationship with Feng Ange?
At this time, Xie Jinlan raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Ange deeply, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked: "Since Shopkeeper Feng is so sincere, wouldn't it be too unreasonable if Xie still doesn't appreciate it?" ”
Feng Ange smiled: "Gongzi Xie is a smart person. I don't know where Gongzi Xie lives now? ”
Xie Jinlan said: "If those cloaks are completed, Shopkeeper Feng can go to the Kazama Inn to find me." ”
Feng Ange responded with a smile.
Xie Jinlan glanced at it, and saw Ruan Yezhen frowning in front of a picture scroll, and couldn't help but get up and approach.
After seeing the contents of the scroll, he seemed to be just curious and asked, "Shopkeeper Feng, I don't know who the person in this painting is?" ”
Feng Ange's eyes flashed with a ghostly light, and then he smiled: "He was a playmate of mine when I was a child, but he went out to study seven years ago and has not returned. ”
Xie Jinlan nodded thoughtfully, as if asking inadvertently: "I wonder which doctor with good medical skills can be familiar with Shopkeeper Feng?" ”
Feng Ange was puzzled: "Why did Gongzi Xie ask this question?" ”
Xie Jinlan shook his head slightly, his eyes fell on his injured left hand, and said, "Without it, it's just a casual question." ”
Feng Ange looked at him and smiled:
"I've been fine since I was a child, but I haven't had much contact with the doctors in town. However, it is said that Dr. Liu of Baicaotang has excellent medical skills and a benevolent doctor, so Gongzi Xie can go to him. ”
Xie Jinlan thanked himself. After the two exchanged a few polite words, Xie Jinlan got up and said goodbye.
At the gate, looking at the figure of Xie Jinlan's master and servant gradually moving away, the smile on Feng Ange's face suddenly closed and narrowed his eyes.
But after a breath, a short, almost inaudible chuckle came from her mouth, and she turned back to the counter.
After Xie Jinlan arrived at the county hall, Lu Renjia, Tang Anyu, and Jiang Huaming had all gathered here at some point.
Seeing his figure, Lu Renjia immediately smiled and said, "Lord Xie came just in time, and we were about to start discussing the case." ”
As Xie Jinlan took his seat, Jiang Huaming began to tell the results of his investigation.
Because when the masked man appears in front of people, he always wraps himself tightly, and except for a pair of eyes, no skin on his body is exposed.
Therefore, Jiang Huaming did not gain much. However, it is not for nothing.
According to several people, the masked man always has a faint smell of medicine on his body.
Tang Anyu shook the folding fan in his hand and said:
"On the day of his death, the deceased smelled of alcohol, but he did not smell anything else.
To this day, even if the smell of alcohol has dissipated a lot, and the clothes on the deceased are stained with a lot of alcohol, even if the clothes really smell of medicine, I am afraid that it is impossible to distinguish.
Besides, the clothes on the deceased belonged to the masked man. Therefore, it is impossible to discern from here whether the deceased and the masked man are the same person. ”
Xie Jinlan's eyebrows frowned slightly, as if he was recalling something: "The official vaguely remembers that the clothes left by the masked man in the inn seem to have a vague smell of medicine. ”
When Lu Renjia heard this, he immediately shouted outside the hall: "Someone! ”
But in an instant, a catch appeared in the hall.
Lu Renjia instructed: "Quickly get the clothes of the deceased!" ”
After the clothes were presented, Tang Anyu couldn't wait to unwrap the package.
Leaned close to his nose and sniffed them carefully one by one, then pinched his nose to ease his sense of smell, and then said:
"As Lord Xie said, the deceased's clothes do smell of medicine, but they are extremely light, and if you don't deliberately get close and smell it carefully, you shouldn't be able to find it.
But if it is worn on a person's body, the temperature of the human body will make the taste slightly stronger. Perhaps this is the reason why people can smell medicine. ”
Tang Anyu's nose is notoriously sensitive, and Lu Renjia and Jiang Huaming are convinced of his judgment at the moment.
Lu Renjia's expression was solemn: "If you don't deliberately smoke this smell on your clothes, then this person must have been dealing with drugs for many years, which will leave a medicinal smell on your clothes." ”
Tang Anyu suddenly smiled: "Who would deliberately smoke the smell of medicine on their clothes?" ”
Xie Jinlan bowed slightly: "What Tang Cheng said is reasonable. People who deal with drugs all year round are either doctors who have been practicing medicine for many years, or patients who can't do without drugs for many years. ”
Jiang Huaming said: "In the few days when the masked man stayed at the Kazama Inn, he never decocted medicine in person or let others. ”
Lu Renjia said: "In this way, the mask man should be an experienced doctor. ”
Xie Jinlan thought thoughtfully: "If this is the case, then the deceased and the masked man will definitely not be the same person." ”
Tang Anyu and the others were stunned when they heard this, but Lu Renjia was the first to react: "Yes, the deceased's hands are smooth and delicate, these are not the hands that a doctor who has been dealing with drugs all year round can have. ”
After Tang Anyu pondered for a moment, he said:
"If the murderer is now living in place of the deceased, then whether his real gender is male or female, he must now be showing himself as a woman.
And the woman who meets all the conditions of the deceased is afraid that only the shopkeeper of Tongfengpu, Feng Ange. ”
Because he had to deal with those silk satins every day, Feng Ange paid special attention to taking care of his hands. Some ladies and ladies who often go to Tongfengpu will also ask her how to maintain it.
Xie Jinlan shook his head: "Not necessarily! ”