Dali Temple has his Lord Luo

Chapter 77 Linglong Missing
On this day, Fan Hai came to Jingzhao Mansion again.

The Yamen servant has repeatedly explained: "Master Song has sent the Yamen servant to look for him, but there is no news yet!"

Fan Hai's forehead was covered with sweat, and his eyes were anxious: "Brother Yamen, please give me more help, hurry up and look for it, it's been a day!"

Fan Hai cried. The longer her daughter Fan Linglong had been missing, the more flustered she became. What should I do!

Song Qingsong was sitting in the lobby of the government office. Hearing the noise outside the government office, he called the government servant to ask and found out that it was Fan Hai.

Song Qingsong was also anxious and hurriedly asked the Yamen servant: "Have you gone to all the places you should have visited yesterday?"

The officer nodded: "There are no clues!"

Song Qingsong hesitated whether to find Luo Ning. This was the most clueless disappearance case that Jingzhao Mansion had received in the past year.

After thinking about it again and again, Fan Linglong wanted to find her as soon as possible, fearing that she was in danger, so Song Qingsong came to Dali Temple without hesitation.

Recently, Dali Temple has been quiet. Qin Zhao and Lu Yuan teach martial arts to the disciples in Dali Temple every day.

The euphemistic name is to exercise physical fitness. Of course the Dali Temple officials are willing to do it. When going out to solve cases, they will inevitably come into contact with people from all walks of life. It is not a bad thing to have some martial arts for self-defense.

Luo Ning reluctantly joined the training team under Qin Zhao's force.

Luo Ning had completely given up on riding horses a long time ago, and now she could get on the horse's back. Qin Zhao finally let her go, but she had to learn martial arts for self-defense.

At this moment, Wei Yan, Meng Xiao, Yao Huan, Luo Ning, and Song Zhuer were practicing punching. They were serious about it and looked neat and tidy.

Song Qingsong walked in, and Luo Ning was the first to put down his hand: "What's the matter? Master Song?"

Song Qingsong stood at the door and said:

"Yesterday, farmer Fan Hai came to report that his daughter Fan Linglong was missing. However, we searched for a day and a night, but there was no clue at all. Just now, Fan Hai came again, and I felt a little..."

The officials stopped and gathered around.

Luo Ning smiled and said: "Master Song comes in and talks in detail. Master Qin happens to be here too. Let's think of a solution together!"

When everyone entered the room, Luo Ning asked:
"When did you discover that Fan Linglong was missing?"

"Fan Hai lives in Fanjia Village outside the city. Fan Linglong comes to the city to work every day! She didn't go back the day before yesterday!"

"The work place was also checked?"

"Yes, she didn't go at all the day before yesterday!"

"So that means you went out in the morning and didn't come back at night?"

"Here's the problem. The day before yesterday, Fan Linglong was supposed to leave home in the morning to go to work, but she delayed her departure until noon. From Fanjia Village to the city, it takes a quarter of an hour by carriage and two quarters of an hour by foot."

"What time do you go home every day?"

"I'll be home at the first moment of Youshi."

"That is to say, there are only two hours in between!"

"Has anyone last seen her?"

"No one has responded yet."

"Where does Fan Linglong work?"

"On Baoshan Street."

Luo Ning remembered: "Isn't that not far from Wei Chen's Baomingxuan?"

Song Qingsong smiled:
"Sure enough, the map of Anyang City is in Mr. Luo's heart. It is exactly the same as Baomingxuan on both sides of the intersection."

"Have you asked Wei Chen? Have you met Fan Linglong?"

"Mr. Wei said he was not familiar with her, but he knew the place where she worked. That place is called Huan Yufang, where she sells jewelry."

"Such a coincidence!" Luo Ning found it incredible, but Anyang City is only that big, so coincidences are normal:
"Other than that, no clues?"

"Yes, Fan Hai is an ordinary farmer and his family is very poor. There is no kidnapping." Song Qingsong frowned:

"Since Mr. Luo became an undercover agent and took over the den of human trafficking, and the emperor has rectified the system of entering and exiting the city, there have been no missing cases for a long time."

"So, Mr. Song's suspicion is...?"

Luo Ning's heart sank:
"Let's do our best to solve the case!"

Luo Ning sat down and took out a pen and paper:

"How old is Fan Linglong?"

"16 is old."

"You live in Fanjia Village and go through the main entrance every day?"

"Yes." Song Qingsong replied.

Luo Ning said to Meng Xiao: "Meng Sizhi, you and Wei Sizhi go to the city gate and have a look. There are many carriage drivers nearby. Ask if Fan Linglong was riding in a carriage the day before yesterday!"

Then he said to Yao Huan: "Yao Sizhi, go to Fanjia Village quickly, find Fan Hai, draw a portrait of Fan Linglong, and then hand it over to Fusi, Beizhen, and post the portrait along the road where Fan Linglong works."

"Zhu'er, just wait at Dali Temple. If anyone comes to provide clues, record them!"

"Master Qin, let's go to the place where Fan Linglong works!"

After Luo Ning finished his instructions, Song Qingsong was so impressed that he said, "Master Luo, you still have a way. I just explored along the road yesterday, so I didn't have any clues at all!"

"Master Song, you have done a good job. At least we have the first-hand information!"

Luo Ning remembered and said, "Master Song, send a few more government officials to Fanjia Village to inquire about the surrounding neighbors. What is Fan Linglong's temperament like and whether she has any friends! Are there any other suspicious people?"

Everyone took their places, Luo Ning and Qin Zhao went to Baoshan Street.

"Lord Luo, do you have any clues?" Qin Zhao asked anxiously when he saw that Song Qingsong and Luo Ning were hesitant to speak.

Luo Ning felt heavy: "Women's disappearance cases are quite complicated. I'm always afraid that the person involved will be harmed. This case is not about making money. Now let's see if it's an enemy or..."

Luo Ning didn't want to think in a bad direction, but he was in a bad mood.

Baomingxuan is on the east side of the Baoshan Street intersection, opposite Huanyufang.

Luo Ning saw from a distance that the plaque of Huanyufang was clean and the fonts were powerful. It was a small two-story building.

The pillars and stone lions in front of the door are clean, and it looks like Huanyufang is quite large.

Looking at Wei Chen's Baomingxuan, it doesn't look as grand as Huan Yufang's in terms of scale or lintel.

Luo Ning and Qin Zhao walked into Baomingxuan.

Wei Chen was sitting bored behind the counter. When he saw Luo Ning and Qin Zhao come in, he was really surprised:
"Why are you two here? What a great visit!"

Luo Ning smiled: "No need to say polite words, I'm here for the opposite door!"

"What happened to the door opposite?" Wei Chen was surprised, and then realized: "Is it the missing girl?"

Luo Ning nodded: "Sir Song came to ask about it yesterday, but I'm worried, it's been two days, and there is still no clue!"

Wei Chen perked up as soon as he heard this: "What's the need? If nothing else, there's nothing in Baoshan Street that I don't know about."

Qin Zhao was delighted: "Your ability to gossip is really out of line in Baoshan Street!"

Wei Chen laughed out loud: "When there are no guests all day long, I just sit here. If I don't find something to do, I will get moldy!"

Luo Ning asked: "Are you familiar with Huanyufang?"

"We're familiar with each other, but we're still half of our peers. They've done a good job over there and hired three clerks. Look at my place, there are only two of them including me. You can tell from that!"

Luo Ning looked around at Wei Chen's Bao Mingxuan. There were many pearls, a complete set of hair, and jeweled hairpins. Although the quantity was small, the price was high.

It is estimated that ordinary people cannot afford it!

(End of this chapter)