"Of course, as a master chef, the boss does not just rely on previous relationships to rest on his laurels when opening a store, he also has his own ideas and design concepts.

"I also made some works.

"Because after the opening up, our neighbor Daqin, who got rich first, came in with a lot of goods. The whole market was visible to the naked eye as Qin goods. In addition, there was no way to break up the entanglement that has been going on for thousands of years without saying right or wrong. In addition,

The impact on the entertainment industry.

"It is a pity that the entire South Vietnam has set off a popular craze for Qin culture, and many designs are inevitably affected, whether it is arty or genuine interest.

"The Qin Dynasty has a long history, and it is impossible to accept it all. The most popular book in South Vietnam is the Book of Songs. It is known that real and fake intellectuals like to mention a few sentences.

"The most famous poem describing mother in the Book of Songs is called Kai Feng.

"The glorious wind comes from the south, blowing the thorny heart...

"The yellow bird carries its sound well...

"Master, because the main customers are older and parents, the design naturally has to be closer to the preferences of the main customer groups.

"It is natural that parents cannot live without their children.

"I don't know when it started. Children would have bells tied to their wrists and ankles. They jingle as they walk. They look cute. At the same time, they also have some functional functions. They can determine the child's movement and position for safety reasons.

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"The children grow up year by year, and the sound of the bells is imprinted in the hearts of their parents over the years.

"There is another place on the border of South Vietnam called Cambodia.

"Pambodia is a coastal country, relying on mountains to eat and the sea to eat. Many people live by the sea, but the sea has always been dangerous and the wind and waves are ruthless. Every time we go to sea, it is like an expedition, and it takes a long time every time.

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"Because of missing their families, fishermen's families will hang a string of wind chimes in front of the window, hoping that their voices will float in the wind and reach the ears of their loved ones.

"Decades ago, South Vietnam sent troops to Cambodia in an attempt to become a great power dominating the Indo-China Peninsula. Although it failed, the influence remains to this day.

"To start a modern war, if it wants to continue, it must gain the support of public opinion and reach a domestic consensus, which means that propaganda must be carried out.

"Therefore, many South Vietnamese, especially those of that era, have feelings for Cambodia.

"This was the main customer of the shoe factory in the special era where the old master lived.

"Da Qin, the Book of Songs, mothers, children, drifting ships, jujube flowers, friendly countries, wind chimes that can transmit sounds to relatives far away...

"Based on these factors, the master designed a pair of shoes with exposed insteps and not too high heels. They are somewhat boat-shaped. There are usually decorations on the toes of women's shoes to make the shoes less monotonous. They turn wind chimes into art.

The shape of the jujube flower is just right.

"The sound of the bell is too loud, which is suitable for children, but does not match the shoes of adult women, so it was specially processed so that the sound of the bell is no longer crisp, but dull when walking with high heels.

Similar sounds, there is a slight echo feeling when walking like this.

"If you never forget it, there will be a response!"

Say it!

I saw the black police officer frowning: "Send troops to Cambodia... Which country is Cambodia? I seem to have vaguely heard of this name. To the south of us... is it a small country in India or a country on the African continent?

We shouldn’t be able to hit there at that time, right?”

Zhang Lingjun and Old John heard this and looked at him in shock. They didn't know what to say. They didn't say anything, they just looked at him.

The black policeman's face became less and less confident as he looked at it, as if he suddenly realized that he didn't understand some well-known things and was embarrassed. His hands and feet were a little unconscious, and he was subconsciously frustrated, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

Old John coughed and said, "Those are our neighbors, and we have a pretty good relationship."

"Are you sure?"

The black policeman's face suddenly changed from the original uncertainty to the disbelief and shock of the two people opposite him, "No way, I didn't learn geography when I was a child, and why doesn't this neighbor remember it?"

Zhang Lingjun waved his hand. He really didn't want to get entangled in these common sense things. "When you have time, you can go back and read the textbook again, or find a primary school student to ask. We won't talk about this anymore, okay..."

Old John said: "Let's go back to the case. We are now sure that it is those shoes. I just heard you say that there should not be many people buying these shoes."

Zhang Lingjun asked: "How to say?"

Old John said: "If you can tell so many stories, the price must be high."

Zhang Lingjun nodded, um...

Old John continued: "This means that there are not many people who can afford this pair of shoes, or are willing to buy them.

"Although Dien Bien is not a big city, it doesn't have any modern industries, it doesn't have any big companies, it doesn't have much money, but there are quite a lot of wealthy people.

"But for the rich in modern society, they own the whole world, with the world's luxury goods, clothes and shoes to choose from.

"They won't all be crowded into such a private custom shoe store in a small city that won't bring added value to the brand.

"As you said before, the shoe store only deals with old customers. These people should all know each other, or at least be in the same circle.

"For things like clothes, as the number of purchases of the same category by people you know and live in increases, the desire to buy will plummet.

"There are probably not too many people in Dien Bien who own this pair of shoes. They are probably all older people. Judging from the story told by the design of the shoes, they don't think much about it."

"There are also young people...well..."

Suddenly, he didn't know what he thought of. Zhang Lingjun suddenly froze. At the same time, the originally calm heartbeat in his chest accelerated a lot uncontrollably after a brief stagnation.

Then I don’t know if it was for psychological reasons, but when I listened to the recorded footsteps again, I felt that not only the shoes, but even the rhythm of the footsteps, everything seemed more and more familiar.

"What's wrong with you..."

"Nothing..."

Wei Bu felt like he swallowed, and instinctively tensed his back. He secretly and awkwardly fiddled with the ends of his hands and feet, stretched them out, smiled dryly on his face, forced himself out of his naturalness, and looked at the black policeman.

As he spoke, his voice rose slightly.

"It's just that although it is definitely footsteps and it is definitely a person, it is still too far-fetched to say that that person is related to the murder and may know some inside information, because she did not step into the murder room at all, not from the beginning to the end.

"Even if you hold on to Officer Hei's previous assumptions, you can't find just a single footsteps. If you want to find the murderer, you still have to come from the crime scene."

After that, Zhang Lingjun said to Old John, "There is no picture in the surveillance at the end. It is too abstract to make guesses only through the sound. It is like a fortress without a foundation, and there is no way to make connections.
Chapter completed!