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Minister Niu was overjoyed when he heard this, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly. Seeing that Li Aiguo seemed to have not finished speaking, he closed his mouth again.

In addition, the cigarette butt is one centimeter long, which means that the user is relatively well-off and is used to smoking frequently. He picked up the cigarette butt with chopsticks and pointed its bottom towards the light: "And there are no signs of wear on the surface of the cigarette butt, indicating that the user is not engaged in manual labor."

Minister Niu thought deeply. Considering that the workers who worked on the coal mines in the locomotive section really liked to hold a cigarette in their mouths while working, he silently admired Li Aiguo's meticulous observation.

"We know the private goods inside and the ability to spend a lot of money. These two conditions can lock down many people. I will deploy the task now and ask the local police to assist in the screening."

At the same time, a staff member in charge of room inspection ran out of the room holding a lavender cheongsam.

"Team leader, this is the cheongsam we found in the bed. Please take a look. What kind of fabric is it made of?"

"Of course I observed it directly." Li Aiguo stared at the exquisitely crafted cheongsam and said jokingly, "I'm just a train driver, and also a male character. I don't know anything about women's clothing. It's more reliable to find some tailors to take a look."

"Yes."

Minister Niu laughed, feeling that he might have over-glorified Li Aiguo. After determining the path to solve the case, the working group decided to divide the work and cooperate:

Minister Niu, who has close ties with the local authorities, led a team to conduct in-depth investigations at the cooperative.

Li Aiguo sought help from the publicity department and took some black and white photos of the lavender cheongsam.

After developing the photos, Li Aiguo took two comrades and walked through the streets to look for a tailor shop in the capital.

At that time, state-owned units had just begun to merge with ** units, and there were still many privately-owned tailor shops on the streets.

Tailor shop owners are somewhat wary of comrades in military uniforms.

Even though Li Aiguo repeatedly emphasized that this had nothing to do with them, the bosses remained tight-lipped and did not dare to act rashly.

The investigation was not smooth.

"This is the last stop for today. After the inspection, we will go back to the section office for dinner."

The two followed Li Aiguo to the door of a shop called "Chen's Tailor Shop".

The shop owner's surname was Chen, and his name was Chen Fangxuan. He was nearly 45 years old, with a few short beards on his temples and a thin body. He looked like the type that made people feel cunning and sly.

Such people are experienced and it is difficult to get the information you really need from them.

As expected,

As soon as she saw the cheongsam, Chen Fangxuan immediately shook her head and denied it: "I'm really sorry, you guys, this cheongsam is not produced in our store."

"Boss, can you please take a closer look and tell which craftsman made this piece of clothing?"

"It's hard to say. Our capital is the seat of the imperial dynasty, and everyone cares about appearances. So even if there are no masters who charge eight hundred yuan, there are big-name masters who can charge a thousand yuan."

Finding nothing, Li Aiguo didn't waste any more words. He wrote down Chen Fangxuan's words in the notebook and led his men away.

Chen Fangxuan stood in the shadow of the door, looking at the back of the person who left, his expression changed from doubt to gloom. He wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He murmured softly, "If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have taken advantage of the mere ten yuan."

He muttered a few words and lost the mood to continue making clothes. He glanced at his watch and saw that the hour hand was pointing to noon. He shouted loudly to the back of the shop: "Xueru, stop busying yourself with business and hurry back to the shop for dinner. You still need to go to the People's Park for a blind date this afternoon."

There was a gentle sound of a door opening from the inner room, and then a young girl appeared. She was Chen Fangxuan's daughter.

She asked curiously, "Father, who came just now? Was it about the cheongsam?"

"No one, just some comrades from the Municipal Street Committee who are doing routine inquiries."

Looking at his daughter, Chen Fangxuan's eyes were full of affection for his baby: "You must perform well this afternoon. This time, I have used a lot of favors to prepare a professional partner for you, who is a truck driver. He is a very respectable gentleman."

She seemed to be somewhat resistant to the idea of ​​marriage: "I don't want to get married too early."

After hearing this, Chen Fangxuan breathed a sigh of relief, "Of course I can't bear to let her go. After all, girls will always get married when they grow up."

In this era,

A gust of wind blows, and the rain comes.

It is becoming increasingly rare to see people wearing cheongsams on the streets.

Please look forward to the next section of the story to continue to uncover the exciting plot, more exciting things are waiting to be revealed!

Please note that this Chinese text may not be a direct translation or word-for-word retelling of the original content, and some adjustments have been made to improve Chinese language fluency and expression.

The estimated closing time could come at any time.

Besides, the He family has been paying close attention to you. If you are not willing to find someone to marry, the He family will not give up hope. "

Chen Fangxuan turned around and looked at the cheongsam hanging on the wall. His originally straight body became a little short. He sighed and said, "As long as you can find a good partner to marry, Dad will be relieved."

"I know, Dad."

Seeing Chen Fangxuan's worried look, Chen Xueru quickly agreed.

She had high expectations for the train driver.

The person who helped with the blind date this time was Chen Fangxuan’s old neighbor from his youth, whose surname was Liu.

Aunt Liu held Chen Xueru in her arms when she was a child.

A few days ago, I saw Chen Fangxuan while shopping in the vegetable market. It can be said that we met again as old friends.

Not long after that, Aunt Liu revealed that her family had a young nephew who was roughly the same age as Chen Xueru and currently worked as a train conductor in the locomotive department.

Offered to introduce him to Chen Xueru.

After receiving the agreement on the spot that day, they arranged a blind date to meet.

Unexpectedly, the quartermaster was very busy at work and couldn't find any free time.

Yesterday afternoon.

A thin man with a high nose bridge appeared at the door and said his surname was Liu, that he was an elder in the family, and that he came for a blind date.

It was agreed again that Chen Xueru would go to Aunt Liu's home to meet the future train conductor.

The image of a train conductor in her mind is a muscular man with a dark body and thick muscles on his arms. What does the man actually look like?

The little girl was so excited that her appetite decreased. She went back to the house and started choosing clothes.

She grew up next to a sewing machine and acquired some craft skills, and has a certain level of skill in making clothes, from cheongsams, cross-collared gowns to short-sleeved tops.

Finally, after repeated consideration, Chen Xueru chose a short-sleeved shirt with a floral design and paired it with a pair of black work pants.

Although the overall look is not as stunning as the cheongsam, considering the other party's identity as a train conductor, this outfit is more suitable and simple.

Out of the sewing shop.

The glaring sunlight outside the door makes people feel a little dazzling.

Li Aiguo felt as if he was being stared at. He placed his finger above his eyebrows and glanced around.

It was almost noon and people were busy coming and going on the street.

"Driver Li, what happened?" Xiao Wang asked curiously.

"It's nothing. It might be my misunderstanding. Let's go back and have lunch." Li Aiguo found that there was nothing wrong with him, so he put on the hat on his scooter and returned to the station work area with his two companions.

Near the second-floor commercial store on Xizhimen Street.

The wooden-framed window was gently pushed open a crack, and gloomy eyes peered in through the small hole, their gaze fixed on the tailor shop.

Seeing Li Aiguo looking at him, Shang Chonghou was so scared that he took a few steps back and hid in a hurry.

"This kid has quick reactions! He's met a strong enemy!"

Liu Chunhua was sobbing beside the sofa with tears in her eyes.

"Lao Shang, my brother was captured because he wanted to help you. You have to help rescue him!"

Lao Shang's anger had already been ignited, and these words made the raging anger burn like a boiling oil pan.

He took a big step forward, grabbed Liu Chunhua, slapped her twice, and then pushed her roughly onto the bed.

Liu Chunhua's face immediately became red and purple bruises, and she screamed in pain, covering her swollen face. "Lao Shang, what are you going to do?"

"What are you going to do? What I want to ask is what are you doing and why did you lose all your savings?"

He grabbed Liu Chunhua again, dragged her to the window, and pointed at the background where Li Aiguo disappeared in the distance.

"Tell me, how did you find out about our tailor shop? Could it be that Liu Erfeng betrayed the information?"

“Li Aiguo!!”

Liu Chunhua recognized Li Aiguo at a glance, and was furious. "Damn you Li Aiguo, your ghost spirit hasn't completely dispersed yet!"

A heavy slap landed on her face, and Liu Chunhua was thrown away, falling upside down, curling up into a small ball on the ground. Her heels immediately sank into the cold ground, and Shang Chong's thick boot heels pressed tightly against her chest.

"Tell me again, have you leaked my actions?"

"No, there is absolutely no such thing!" Liu Chunhua met Shang Chonghou's scorpion-like gaze and knew that his ruthlessness and determination were not empty words.

Frightened and pale, she was eager to explain: "Old Shang, you know, I've always been obedient. You told me that I would never reveal your real information. Someone must have leaked something unintentionally. For example, someone found some new clues in the tailor shop opposite."

The unknown information.

Shang Chonghou chewed over these words, as if recalling something. The expression on his face suddenly became extremely complicated and worried.

He rushed back to the counter and quickly picked up Liu Chunhua's exquisite bamboo portable box.

After searching furiously and anxiously for a moment, the gloom between his brows grew thicker. He turned abruptly and focused his gaze on the panicked Liu Chunhua standing beside him.

A chilling voice filled the room.

“Where are those silk cheongsams I bought at the tailor shop?”