"This is the lady left these two wooden boxes, it is said that this lock is specially made, you can't pry it open without a key, I don't know if the eldest lady has a key?"

Eleven naturally knew what Bao Yiming had in mind, and a shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

is like a smile blown by the spring breeze in March, but in Bao Yiming's eyes, it is a different feeling, as if he is being targeted by a poisonous snake, cold and terrifying, and he can't help but swallow the saliva in his mouth.

Zhou Wei, who didn't know what was going on, naturally didn't think too much, and then Bao Yiming said: "Miss, I also know about this, the locksmith is still invited by me, if this wooden box doesn't have a key, it can't be opened at all, I wonder if Mrs. will give the key to the eldest lady?" ”

Bao Yiming heard this and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Where could such a small movement escape Eleven's eyes, and there was a smile in the corner of her eye.

The small hand hidden under the wide sleeve quickly used its spiritual power, and soon golden points of light the size of fireflies appeared, slowly rotating on the palm of the palm, gradually turning into golden threads, intertwined with each other

In the blink of an eye, a golden key appeared.

"Well, I've always kept it close to my mother's relics." Eleven handed the conjured key to Zhou Wei, "Please also ask Uncle Zhou to help me open the wooden box and help me testify." ”

Zhou Wei naturally knew the meaning of Eleven's words, took the key with both hands, and carefully inserted the key into the golden lock.

Bao Yiming looked at the key in horror, and when he saw it clearly, he gradually calmed down and stood aside.

The key and the lock hole are not the key to open this golden lock, Zhou Wei was stunned, looked back at Eleven, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"Uncle Zhou, try again." Eleven slowly lowered his eyes, and he could still see that his pearl-like eyes were mist, and Sakura Fan's lips trembled slightly, "This...... It was really given to me by my mother on her deathbed...... It's really......"

Zhou Wei pursed the corners of his mouth, heard Eleven mention Mrs., his eyes were slightly moist, and he tried to insert the key into the lock again, and strangely, this time he easily went in, his cloudy eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of light, and he quickly opened the lock.

Bao Yiming, who was about to watch a good show on the side, saw Zhou Wei open the wooden box, his eyes suddenly widened, he didn't dare to come out, his hands were holding each other, trying to control his trembling hands, pretending to be calm.

"Miss, the lock is open."

Zhou Wei said as he opened the wooden box, and when he saw the things placed in the wooden box, his whole old face suddenly darkened, and he quickly opened another wooden box, and his face became even darker.

Zhou Wei turned to look at Bao Yiming, pointed to the contents of the wooden box, and scolded coldly, "Mr. Bao, what's going on?!" ”

Hearing Zhou Wei's questioning, Eleven took two steps forward and saw the contents of the wooden box clearly at a glance.

There were very few things in the wooden box, which were still defective, and it was clear that the contents had been dropped.

"Steward Zhou, do you suspect me of stealing?" Bao Yiming pretended to be angry and said, "When Madame died, I had just arrived at Jiang's house, and these two wooden boxes were locked when they were handed over to me, and I didn't know what was inside!" ”

"Over the years, has the Jiang Mansion lost anything?!" Bao Yiming asked rhetorically, "These two wooden boxes have been kept in the warehouse all these years, and no one has touched them!" ”

"This ...... This ......" Zhou Wei didn't know what to do for a while.