Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

Can't find the motive for the murder, the truth is like a thick fog, hazy and unable to see clearly.

Mu Zi took the case file home, and before getting off the car, she asked Qu Mingjun to look up Wu Xinhan's roommate.

The doors and windows at the scene of the crime showed no signs of prying open. If the murderer did not climb in, he must have the key, and Wu Xinhan's roommate has never been seen, which is a clue to be unearthed.

On Monday, Mu Zi brought that handkerchief to school.

During the lunch break, everyone gathered in the cafeteria to eat, Mu Zi took out the handkerchief and showed it to Zhuang Jia.

"Can you tell what brand it is?" Mu Zi asked.

Although she suspects that the handkerchief dropped the handkerchief, there is no label on it to find out. Zhuang Jia is very proficient in clothing, so Mu Zi specifically asked her for help.

"Can't see it." Zhuang Jia shook her head.

Mu Zi was disappointed.

"However, the owner of this handkerchief must be a very tasteful person." Zhuang Jia said inexplicably.

Mu Zi was taken aback for a moment, and asked her quickly: "Why?"

Zhuang Jia squeezed the handkerchief and rubbed it lightly, and said confidently: "Because the fabric of this handkerchief is very good, it is made of West Indian Sea Island cotton, and it is pure cotton."

"What's wrong with pure cotton?" Jiang Zhinuan asked, puzzled, "Aren't all the things we wear pure cotton?"

"It's not the same." Zhuang Jia shook his head repeatedly, "The so-called pure cotton in our lives is not pure cotton, but pure cotton fabric with 2% chemical fiber. This is to solve some of the shortcomings of pure cotton fabric, but this The handkerchief is absolutely pure cotton, without a trace of chemical fiber fabric."

Mu Zi was ignorant and asked, "Do you mean... is it expensive?"

"Where can such a small handkerchief be more expensive?" Zhuang Jia smiled and explained, "But without the 2% chemical fiber, the taste is immediately different. Just imagine that even a handkerchief requires pureness. Natural fabrics, how particular should this person wear clothes?"

She also gave an example: "It's like 24k gold, it's valuable, but it's soft. What if you change it to 18k gold? It's hard, but it's worthless. People who really pay attention to gold jewelry will never buy 18k gold. , No matter how beautiful, but the taste has fallen, what a terrible thing this is!"

Mu Zi didn't quite understand how terrible the depravity of taste was, but finally gained something——

This handkerchief will never belong to that model.

Nor would it be Gu Yan's. Gu Er Shao always picks the best and most expensive clothes in his clothes. It is both luxurious and casual, and he doesn't care about the composition of the fabric.

Wang Zilong sat next to him and listened, and praised Zhuang Jia with a rare praise: "I can't see it, you know a lot."

Zhuang Jia was a little proud: "I don't have two brushes."

So today's lunch was exceptionally harmonious, and the two of them didn't quarrel, and they talked and laughed.

Mu Zi and Jiang Zhinuan are not used to it.

After eating, Mu Zi went back to the classroom and sat alone at the desk, holding his hand Par thinking.

Such a good fabric can't be made in an ordinary factory, it should be a luxury brand...If you can know what brand the handkerchief is, it would be nice to know what brand the handkerchief is, and luxury stores generally keep customer purchase records.

Mu Zi decided to ask Zhuang Jia again.

Zhuang Jia is not in her seat, as if she has not returned to the classroom after lunch.

Mu Zi walked out of the classroom, but saw Zhuang Jia and Wang Zilong standing on the other side of the stairs, close to each other, looking at the back of the two from a distance, it seemed a bit warm.

Mu Zi couldn't help but curled her lips, a sly smile flashed under her eyes, she wanted to see when the two of them got together.

She quietly approached and heard Wang Zilong's helpless voice——

"Don't talk nonsense all the time, let me tell you the truth, our Lord Rong has a fiancé..."