Luo Fengtang entered the bathroom to wash his face, and Yang Ruoqing followed him immediately to listen to what happened.

"Your fourth aunt must have said a lot about what happened at the scene earlier, right?" Luo Fengtang asked while washing his face.

His hands are large and slender, his bones are clear and strong, his profile and neck have very good arcs, and his facial features are three-dimensional.

Looking from Yang Ruoqing's perspective, watching him wash his face is a visual enjoyment.

So much so that when he asked her something, she was a little distracted. It wasn't until he stopped what he was doing and looked sideways at her, with questions in his eyes, that she suddenly came back to her senses.

A little embarrassed, she put a strand of bangs that fell behind her ears, and then said with a smile: "You don't know about my fourth aunt? She did say a lot of things to me, but it was all the uncles and aunties in Lijia Village.

Our various afterthought rumors have no practical effect on solving the case."

Luo Fengtang raised the corner of his mouth with a smile and hung the clean handkerchief on the wooden shelf next to it.

Then he turned around, crossed his arms, and looked at her with narrowed eyes.

"Didn't your fourth aunt say anything hard?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "They are all scattered."

Luo Fengtang smiled, raised his hand and rubbed her forehead gently, pulled her into his arms and held her in his arms, resting his chin on her forehead, letting out a comfortable sigh and then began to tell her about what he discovered at the Li family today.

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"The doors and windows of his warehouse are all in good condition, and there are no signs of being pried, but when I checked the door lock, I found a broken hair inside."

"Hair?" Yang Ruoqing raised her head, "Have you brought it back?"

Luo Fengtang smiled helplessly, "I didn't want to bring that dirty thing, but I guess you definitely want to see it."

He let go of her and took out something wrapped in leaves.

The corners of Yang Ruoqing's mouth twitched. A small section of hair, thinner than cow hair, was wrapped in such a large leaf.

People who have nothing to do with it would think this is such an amazing treasure!

"Fortunately, fortunately!" Yang Ruoqing picked up the half of her hair, put it in front of her eyes, compared it carefully, and then said this.

Luo Fengtang was puzzled and raised his eyebrows, "Why are you lucky?"

Yang Ruoqing blinked, "The origin of this hair is not from certain parts."

Luo Fengtang has a pure mind. He is not like Yang Ruoqing who is full of ideas and makes jokes out of his mouth.

He became even more confused.

Yang Ruoqing chuckled, stood up on tiptoes and whispered in his ear.

Luo Fengtang's face turned dark instantly.

"You...hey!"

He shook his head, he really had nothing to do with her.

But Yang Ruoqing covered her mouth and giggled, always teasing him unintentionally.

"Since these thieves can use hair to pick open door locks, it means that some of them have special skills, and there must be corresponding iconic errands to do in reality." She analyzed.

Luo Fengtang nodded, "Yes, locksmiths, blacksmiths, carpenters, and even people who specialize in picking people's ears are included in the scope of the investigation."

Yang Ruoqing nodded. In this era, it is impossible to determine whether the other person is a man or a woman based on the length of her hair.

Because men in this era also had long hair.

but……

"Tang Yaozi, when you are searching the range of those people we just mentioned, pay special attention to the people with leprosy on their heads." Staring at the hair in his hands, his face full of thoughts, he suddenly said.

"Why do you say that? What did you find on this hair?" Luo Fengtang asked.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Although this is a broken section of hair, the remaining half of it is the root part."

"I'm not very talented. I have done some research on hair quality. This person should have leprosy on his head, or he may have had sores before, so his hair roots are like this."

Yang Ruoqing got excited when she talked, and Luo Fengtang looked at her intently, with admiration in his eyes.

"Why do you look at me like this? Like a little fanboy." After Yang Ruoqing finished speaking, seeing his reaction, she felt secretly proud.

Luo Fengtang smiled and said sincerely: "I like to watch it, but I can't get enough of it."

Yang Ruoqing blushed, threw the dirty hair into the trash can nearby, glared at him, and turned around to wash her hands.

Luo Fengtang handed her the quick soap.

When Yang Ruoqing saw the soap being handed over, a joke about soap almost popped up. She tried hard to hold it back because she had more important things to talk about right now.

"In addition to the door lock, do you have any other discoveries?" After washing her hands and applying hand cream on the back of her hands, she continued to ask.

Luo Fengtang said: "The group of people were very careful in their work. There were no footprints on the ground. They obviously wore shoe covers. However, the geese left traces and they found this one in a corner."

He took out another piece of blue-black cloth and showed it to Yang Ruoqing.

"Is this... pulled from the shoe cover?" she asked.

"Yeah." He nodded.

Yang Ruoqing held up the piece of cloth and looked at it carefully, and said a little embarrassedly: "This piece of cloth is too common. This kind of old black cloth is worn in almost every household. There is no way to check it by relying on this."

Luo Fengtang's eyes were deep and gloomy, "Although it can't be checked, it can still be used. Maybe a fish with a guilty conscience can fall out."

As long as you catch one fish, the other fish will be easy.

"What a good idea. I'll ask my fourth aunt to set off this smoke bomb, and I'll make sure it spreads throughout every village within half a day." Yang Ruoqing instantly understood his intention and quickly took over the matter.

"Will your fourth aunt be willing?" Luo Fengtang couldn't help but ask.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Be careful, this is her specialty."

"Besides, you have to do it even if you don't want to. She ate a plate of snacks and a plate of fruit from me today. Nothing in this world is free, right?"

…

Luo Fengtang changed his shoes, drank some more water, looked at the children a few more times, and finally gave Yang Ruoqing a few words before going out.

As for whether he can come back tonight, no one can say for sure, but Yang Ruoqing is not worried because he went out with Xiao An.

If the thief's matter is not solved for a day, people will always be unsettled, and everyone's property will be in danger, and even the upcoming New Year will be cast a shadow.

That night, Luo Fengtang did not come back.

At dawn, Yang Ruoqing was cooking in the kitchen and asked Wang Cuilian to come to the house to accompany the children.

As soon as the brown sugar pot helmet was placed on the steamer, Wang Cuilian came over in a hurry.

"Leave the kitchen to me. Qing'er, go back to the house. Tang Yazi is back."

"Ah? Are you back? Then let me go take a look."

"Qing'er, bring him a basin of hot water. I think he hasn't slept all night, and his eyes are bloodshot!"

"You don't need to bring it with you. There are still more than half of the jars in the bathroom. The rest are still warm after washing the two babies in the morning."

In the house, Luo Fengtang was washing up in the bathroom. When he heard footsteps, he poked his head around with a toothbrush in his mouth.
Chapter completed!