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The lounge was small, elegantly furnished with simplicity. A few delicate wicker chairs surrounded a small round table, and outside the window lay a meticulously trimmed flower garden. Cheng Siyun gestured for everyone to take a seat and sat down herself, her hands nervously clasped together.
"I’m truly sorry about what happened earlier; it was so sudden," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "I had intended to wait until the unveiling of the Xiangjiang Spring Dawn Painting to find an opportunity to discuss this matter with you properly."
"Miss Cheng, has there been any progress in the investigation at the Police Station?" Lin Mingchang asked directly.
"To be honest, I’m not entirely clear on the specifics..." Cheng Siyun replied with a bitter smile. "My father has been very tight-lipped about this. Whenever I try to ask him, he changes the subject or makes an excuse to leave. All I know is that these three masters disappeared suddenly after completing important works..."
"That lady, Li Yun—do you know her?" Fang Zigui inquired next.
"Yes, Sister Li is indeed a disciple of Teacher Zhao and possesses remarkable skills," Cheng Siyun nodded. "However, regarding her claim that the Xiangjiang Spring Dawn Painting is a forgery, I truly have no knowledge. If what she says is true, then who could have crafted such exquisite embroidery?"
"Miss Cheng, I would like to visit the studios of the three masters," Shen Tong suddenly said. "Perhaps we can uncover some clues."
"I was just thinking the same thing," Cheng Siyun's eyes brightened. "The studios of the three masters are all located in the old district in the south of the city and are not far from each other. I can take you there."
Xiaoshuang thought for a moment and reminded them, "Additionally, I believe that Li Yun must know something; otherwise, she wouldn’t have confronted us so publicly. We should also seek her out and ask her more about the forgery."
"That makes sense," Fang Zigui nodded in agreement and turned his gaze to Cheng Siyun. "Miss Cheng, could you help us get in touch with Li Yun?"
Cheng Siyun bit her lip slightly and after a moment nodded gently. "I can try; I know where she lives. However... her relationship with my father has never been good, so I'm not sure if she would be willing to see me..."
That afternoon, since Xiaoshuang still had filming tasks to complete, Zigui stayed behind with her at the exhibition hall to make the most of their first day of shooting. Meanwhile, Cheng Siyun took Lin Mingchang and Shen Tong to Changsha Police Station. On the way, she informed them:
"The Uncle Yang we’re going to meet is an old friend of my father’s and an experienced police officer. He is currently in charge of investigating the disappearance of the three masters."
Upon arriving at the Police Station, Lin Mingchang and Shen Tong quickly met Uncle Yang as described by Cheng Siyun. Officer Yang had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, with a broad build that clearly indicated a military background.
He led the three into his office and personally poured them tea. "Si Yun, how has your father been? Is the exhibition going smoothly?"
"My father is well, and the exhibition is proceeding very smoothly; thank you for your concern, Uncle Yang." After exchanging pleasantries, Cheng Siyun immediately got to the point. "Uncle Yang, we came here to inquire about the progress of the investigation into the disappearance of the Xiang Embroidery Masters."
Officer Yang sighed deeply, his brow furrowed as he slowly shook his head. "So far, we haven’t been able to locate any of the three masters. They all went to their studios as usual but then vanished without a trace. What’s strange is that there are no signs of struggle in their studios, nor are there any eyewitnesses; it’s truly baffling..."
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