Dali Temple has his Lord Luo

Chapter 59 Questioning Qiaoer
Looking through the files, Luo Ning discovered that there was another key point in Qiao'er's testimony, which was that this person wore a hat every time.

What kind of person appears wearing a hat all the time?It’s nothing more than hiding from people’s eyes and ears!

Furthermore, in the testimony, Qiaoer was very sure that Xiang Lian had no contact with other men, and Xiang Lian's child must be his.

Luo Ning lowered his head and thought, if he did come that night, then everything shows that he is the murderer?
But who is he?Where is he?

Why did he just take Xiang Lian's letters?
Song Qingsong stroked his beard:

"After ten days of investigation, there are no clues at all. Wanxiang Tower is about to reopen, but I am still the same as when I received the report."

"Dong Wuzuo said, when is the time of death?"

"Around midnight."

"Did the two of you quarrel that night?"

Song Qingsong replied: "No, no one in Wanxiang Tower heard it."

"That means that the murderer came, the two chatted, and at midnight, the man strangled Xiang Lian to death and then hanged himself?"

Song Qingsong hesitated:
"More than just chatting, Dong Yuzuo found that there are traces of joy on Xiang Lian's body!"

"Where did the rope for hanging himself come from?" Luo Ning asked.

"The murderer brought it here himself!" Song Qingsong said.

Luo Ning understood: "Until Xianglian died, she still loved that man. She didn't even know that the man wanted to kill her?"

Song Qingsong nodded.

Song Zhuer shook her head.

Another love murder case, but I don’t know what the case is like this time?

"Is there anything noteworthy about Qiao'er's other narrations?" Luo Ning asked Song Qingsong.

Song Qingsong smiled:
"Lord Luo, Miss Qiao'er is still in Wanxianglou. I'm afraid that I'm not capable enough, so I've overlooked the key point. Why don't Master Luo ask questions again?"

"Dad, are you asking Mr. Luo to help your Jingzhao Mansion solve the case?" Song Zhuer asked quickly.

Song Qingsong was a little embarrassed: "You girl, you are not allowed to eat at night."

Luo Ning pursed her lips and said happily, "Okay, Zhu'er, then we'll set off!"

Song Qingsong chuckled and watched them walk out of Dali Temple.

Wanxiang Tower is located on the busiest Fukang Street, which is the street with the strongest commercial atmosphere in Anyang City.

There are various merchants and shops on both sides of the road, and shop assistants are soliciting business at the door. It seems that they are very popular.

Walking into Wanxiang Building, the people sitting in the lobby at this time are all here to have tea and meet friends. There are three or five people at a table, talking in low voices.

In the middle of the lobby, there is a spacious stage, which must be where the dancer performs.

Seeing the official coming, the boy hurried to find his mother.

A tall, charming woman walked over quickly. When she saw the official uniform, her heart trembled:

"Ah, I'm missing you from afar. Isn't this Lord Qing Luo of Dali Temple?"

She didn't know Luo Ning, but she knew the official uniform, and then she thought again:

"This daughter of Mr. Luo, the left minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, is just extraordinary! What a beautiful girl!"

As expected, she is among all kinds of people. This mother probably knows all the interpersonal relationships in Anyang City.

Luo Ning said: "Because of Miss Xianglian's case, we want to investigate, and we also ask mother to cooperate."

"We must cooperate. Your Lord Luo is in charge of the survival of us people. I have to rely on Lord Luo for work! I must cooperate, I must cooperate!"

But no, his father Luo Guowei was the left minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, and he happened to be in charge of the population of Zhao State.

The official household registration and the stalls in Anyang City are all under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Personnel. Maybe my father can still know about Xiang Lian?
Luo Ning decided to ask when he went back.

Then I said to my mother: "I want to ask Miss Qiaoer a few questions. Is it convenient for my mother?"

"Master Luo, wait here for a moment."

Instructing a waiter to call quickly, he sat down and asked Luo Ning:

"Sir, do you have any questions for me? I will try my best to cooperate."

This is a good thing.

Luo Ning asked: "How many people are there in Guanyi here?"

"There are only twelve of them, ranging in age. Xiang Lian is the eldest. The others have all married off as they grew up."

"Xiang Lian should also want to get married!"

"Yes, which woman doesn't want a good home! Xianglian is no exception."

"How did Xiang Lian do official arts?"

"I don't know, sir. Things like identity are in the Ministry of Personnel, but Xiang Lian never mentioned his family. He should be an orphan."

"Where do they live?"

"Our Wanxiang Tower and the Yifang where Xianglian are located are directly under the management of the Ministry of Officials, and the income is also handed over to the imperial court, so it's very... not the kind of casualness that adults think, and the girls here are all first-class and outstanding!"

Luo Ning smiled and understood what her mother meant.

"But their official status is different. They are slaves. So they live on the second floor in the backyard. On weekdays, they are not allowed to leave Wanxiang Building without a warrant from the officials!"

It turns out that there is such a saying, and this is indeed the first time Luo Ning knows about it.

"There are more girls here in front of us, and they are more casual. They sing operas, songs, and dances. Occasionally, at the request of the guests, they will also accompany the drinks, but it is all normal..."

Mom laughed, and so did Luo Ning. Mom spoke cryptically, but Luo Ning understood.

"Does mom know everything about Xiang Lian?"

"I really don't know. Although Guanyi lives here, it is directly managed by the Ministry of Personnel. I am just an old woman, taking care of the girls' daily life."

"How is Xianglian's temperament?"

"How should I put it? She is really a girl with both talent and beauty. If she is not an official artist, she will definitely be a young lady from a wealthy family. The girls from the art studio are already outstanding. I think among these girls, Xiang Lian is even more outstanding!"

"What impression does mother have of that man?"

"Let's just say this now. If nothing happened, I really don't know that Xiang Lian still has such a man!"

Luo Ning nodded, and a little girl followed behind the guy.

"Come on, Qiao'er, this is the master of Dali Temple, here to investigate Xiang Lian's case. You have to redress Xiang Lian's grievances every day, and now is your chance!"

Mother greeted her repeatedly and pressed Qiaoer on the chair:
"Answer what you ask, you know? No matter what you ask, answer everything. Answer everything you know. Do you remember?"

Luo Ning raised her forehead, this mother is really domineering.

The little girl nodded and looked at Luo Ning waiting for her to ask questions.

"Okay, your name is Qiao'er, right? Don't be nervous, just like mom said, tell me everything you know."

Luo Ning touched her head. She was a seven or eight-year-old girl. Luo Ning said:
"I know everything else. I would like to ask when Xianglian leaves Wanxiang Building on weekdays?"

"Not so much these days, more so in the past few months." Qiaoer answered obediently.

"Do you have any impression of where she went in the past few months?"

"The girl has a very regular schedule, and she doesn't like shopping because it's troublesome to go out every time, so she usually walks around a lot once she goes out!"

"What do you mean, it can spin in a big circle?"

"First we go to the rouge shop, then to the piano store, then to the ready-to-wear shop, and finally we go to Jinlong Temple to pray, and then return to Wanxiang Tower!"

Golden Dragon Temple?
(End of this chapter)