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1605. Chapter 1605 Heaven's law is manifest and retribution is unhappy [64]

"Grandpa, the key is not with me. I have put it in a very safe place. Don't worry, I will never lose it. I will never forget anything about what I am doing now. Seriously

Completed. I will give you an answer sheet so that you can rest assured that you are satisfied with it. As for the key, I will not do any investigation for the time being. I also believe that you love me and love me. Because of this, I am afraid that it will

Threatening you, so I will keep this key until the day you can tell me the story behind the key, then I will naturally give it to you!"

After finishing speaking, Bao Jinghan silently gestured "Sorry" with his lips, then walked around Mr. Bo and walked quickly towards the door.

Leaving a tight and straight back.

Exuding confidence.

But in Bo Lao's view, she was relying on her own abilities and withstanding external pressure!

"Hanhan, if you don't listen to me, you will regret it sooner or later..."

Bo Jinghan's answer was the sound of the door closing softly.

Lock twist.

Mr. Bo looked at the heavy wooden door of the study room, opening and closing it.

His eyes were fixed on the door, looking at the silver door handle, turning gently as the door was closed and locked.

I was stunned for a long time.

He came back from his meditation and withdrew his gaze.

Turning around, his eyes involuntarily fell on the table again, fixed on a palm-sized agarwood box.

The slightly relaxed eyes were slightly drooped.

While staring, he sighed deeply, as if sighing and murmuring: "Could it be... is this really the fate of the Bo family?"

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When he came out of the study, the tight string in Bo Jinghan's mind suddenly broke.

There was no sight of her grandfather behind her, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But my heart was still agitated and a little uneasy.

In fact, the key was like a puzzle to her. It didn't matter if she didn't touch it. She was just curious at most.

But for some reason, whenever she thought of her grandfather's eyes and the words Shang Zhirong and Quan Leng said when they handed it over to her, in addition to curiosity, she felt an uneasy thought in her heart.

It was that thought that guided her again and told her again and again that she could not hand over the key.

It seems that if I hand this over, something dangerous will happen.

Key, key...

Bo Jinghan stood at the entrance of the stairs, holding the escalator with one hand and leaning on the railing with the other hand slightly clenched into a fist.

She closed her eyes slightly, and two completely different keys were reflected in her mind.

One has a serial number written on it, while the other is like an exquisite piece of jewelry.

These two things had nothing in common, making it impossible to connect them. However, whether it was her grandfather or her mother's instructions to those two people respectively, in her opinion, they were all shackles that tied them together.

And, where is the keyhole of this shackle?

The more I think about it, the more my head hurts.

Bo Jinghan shook his head vigorously, shook off the dizzy thoughts in his mind, and walked upstairs.

She originally wanted to go back to the study to deal with things.

Just as he was about to enter the door, he remembered what the maid said before.

He immediately turned around and went up another floor to the guest room where Lu Yan lived.

After hesitating for a moment, she opened the door and went in——

"Crack!"

Turn on the light.

The room is bright.

Neat guest room, with the same layout as the other rooms.

Standing at the door, everything in this room is enough to understand.

Walking in, she looked for the traces left by Lu Yan, such as a pen on the bedside, a water glass, and... a tie placed in the middle of the bed, and a piece of paper pressed under the tie.


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