Master Hua San's heart was in his throat. He seemed to see his daughter falling from the wall and dying, and he still wanted to pull his sleeve: "Dad, I want to find a painting for you."

Master Hua San covered his chest and felt heartbroken.

"Master Three, go and have a meal. The fried noodles made by Madam Feng will smell delicious." Xiao Ai appeared at some point, which scared Master Hua San.

Master Hua San pointed at the wall: "You are back, where is Shi Ding, please let Shi Ding protect your girl."

Xiao Ai looked up at her girl. The girl was squatting on the wall and looking at something. She hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Master, the girl often climbs on the wall. That stupid big guy in Shi Ding is not as flexible as a girl. Don't let him cause trouble for the girl."

Mr. Hua San understood that the little girl’s meaning was to tell him not to cause trouble for her girl.

After a while, Miss Hua jumped off the wall and found two footprints.

Thanks to the dry weather in the capital, the rain has not yet fallen for half a month, and a thick layer of dust has accumulated on the walls.

The person who climbed up the wall before Miss Hua was actually very careful, but he still left a pair of footprints.

It was obviously a pair of footprints, but it was deep and shallow.

This is a cripple!

Why do you think it is such a coincidence that the three cases Miss Hua has encountered recently have all been related to the lame.

One is the case of Xiaoli's disappearance, and the one who abducted Xiaoli was a lame man!

One is the case of Shen Feng being killed in the street. The small cart, one of the tools for the crime, was bought by a cripple!

The third thing is the case of the stolen famous painting that just happened now, and a lame man's footprint was found on the wall!

Miss Hua got off the wall and entered the study.

Last night, it was the window that Qingyu closed, and this morning, it was the window that Qingyu opened again.

"There is no abnormality, it just opened with just a push." ​​Qingyu said blankly.

The yard was cleaned and there was no dust under the window. Since there was no dust, the footprints could not be seen with the naked eye. However, Miss Hua still found the pried marks on the window. Because the window was not locked, it was not difficult to pried open from outside, and the marks were particularly slight, but fortunately, Miss Hua was found.

The thief jumped into the wall, then pried open the window and entered the study room, took off the ink hexagram hanging on the wall, and then escaped the same way.

This is a cripple!

The cripple in Xiaoli's disappearance case was Zhu Lu, a thief who had a street sweeper as evidence;

The cripple in Shen Feng's murder in the street was also Zhu Lu, and the old man Shi who sold ice bowls as his certificate;

And now another lame man appeared in this case. Could it be that Zhu Lu?

Among these three cases, the first two cases are related, two are related, one is the face of Xiaoli and Shen Xiao, and the other is Zhu Lu.

Will this third case also have something to do with the first two cases?

Miss Hua broke up her fingers.

The first connection is Miss Hua herself, and all three cases are related to her; the missing Xiaoli is her person, and she is also among the people who witnessed Shen Feng being killed, and the person who threw the painting is her father;

So what about the second connection...

The second connection is Xiaoli!

Xiaoli disappeared in the first case, and the biggest suspect in the second case, Shen Xiao, has the same face as Xiaoli, and Xiaoli has seen the picture of the ink heir in the third case!

Miss Hua reached out and patted her head. Why did she forget? Among the people who knew that her father had this painting, there were Xiaoli, A, B, C and D!

No, A, B, C and D only knew that the Master Hua San went to Zhang Shanchang's house in the name of appreciation of paintings. They didn't know how to draw, so they didn't see the painting with their own eyes. Although they had been here, they had never entered the study.

A, B, C and D have never entered Mr. Hua San’s study, but Xiaoli has been in.

Once, Miss Hua talked to Mr. Hua San and asked Xiaoli to wait in the study room. Xiaoli seemed a little unhappy at the time.

Zhu Lu is the one who took Xiaoli away. At the same time, Zhu Lu may also be the one who killed Chen Xiao. So is the person who stole Mo Hetu now also Zhu Lu?

Why did Zhu Lu steal the paintings of Master Hua’s third master? Is it his own intention or someone instructed? If it is the latter, then who is the person instructing him?

Two faces appeared in Miss Hua’s mind, two identical but completely different faces.

Xiaoli and Shen Xiao.

Miss Hua felt inexplicable pain. Indeed, she felt very painful, indescribable pain.

"Let's go, let's go to the Duke of Yongguo's Mansion!"

At the order of Miss Hua, Shi Ding and Xiao Ai hurriedly followed. Mr. Hua San was eating noodles and putting the bowl down. Miss Hua hurriedly stopped her father: "Dad, the second son of the Shen family is dead. I remembered that I want to go to pay my respects. You have no friendship with the Shen family. Chen Feng is a junior, so you don't have to go. Let Miss Feng make some delicious food for you. Don't think about that painting first, my daughter will find it for you."

If the ink He picture cannot be found, she will find someone to make a fake painting and draw ten or eight for her father to comfort her lovesickness.

After leaving Zhelu Lane, the two little girls I saw before were gone, and they were replaced by a big girl in her twenties.

Miss Hua sighed, it was so pitiful. She hasn't gotten married yet in her twenties. I'm afraid she loves her father so much.

Wait, this big girl seems a little familiar. Hey, the scholar next to her looks even more familiar.

"Miao Hong!" Miss Hua called out the scholar's name, and even remembered who the big girl was.

"Miss Xiuxiu!"

At this time, Miao Hong also brought Miss Xiuxiu to her. Since she parted in Shuntian Mansion that day, Xiaoli was lost and the case was transferred to Dali Temple. Miss Hua was too lazy to pay attention to it anymore and did not ask anyone to ask about Miao Hong and Miss Xiuxiu.

Now that I see them together, Miss Hua is still very pleased.

Miss Xiuxiu was wearing a water blue dress, graceful and generous. If she didn't smile like a child, she would look the same as a normal girl.

Although Miao Hong was still wearing a college robe, she was much cleaner than before, her hair was combed in a slight tangle, and her face was even red. She saw that she had a good life these days.

"Miss Hua, it's great to meet you here. We are here to visit Mr. Hua Third." Miao Hong said.

Miss Hua remembered that her father, Miao Hong, and Miss Xiuxiu had one common characteristic, that is, she loved painting as if she was life.

Well, if your daughter cannot accompany her father, let these two men comfort her father's wounded heart.

"Where is Miss Xiuxiu living now?" Miss Hua asked with concern.

Although the Zhang family’s house in Shanshui Lane is still there, Miss Xiuxiu has no parents to take care of, so the Zhang family should not let her live here alone.
Chapter completed!