"Grandpa, the key is not on me. It was put in a safe, safe place by me. Rest assured, I won't lose it. What I'm doing now, I'll do it all and finish it seriously. We will give you an answer sheet that you are satisfied with. As for the key, I won't be doing any investigation for the time being. I also believe that you love me and love me. That's why I'm afraid it's going to threaten you, so I'll keep this one until the day you can tell me the story behind the key, and I'll give it to you! ”

When the words fell, Bo Jinghan silently said "I'm sorry" with his lips, walked around Bo Lao's side, and walked quickly towards the door.

Leave a tight, straight back.

Confident.

But in Bo Lao's opinion, she is relying on her own ability and withstanding external pressure!

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

Bo Jinghan's answer was a gentle closing of the door.

Lock twist.

Bo Lao looked at the heavy wooden door of the study, opening and closing.

His gaze was fixed on the door, at the silver doorknob, whirling as it closed and locked.

I was stunned for a long time.

He came back to his senses from his musings and withdrew his gaze.

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

Slightly slackened eyes, slightly drooping.

While staring, he sighed heavily, as if sighing, "Could it be ...... Is this really the fate of the Bo family? ”

*

Coming out of the study, the tight string in Bo Jinghan's mind broke with a bang.

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

But this heart is still up and down, a little apprehensive.

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

But for some reason, as long as she thought of her grandfather's eyes and what Shang Zhirong and Quan Leng said when they handed it to her, she had an uneasy thought in addition to curiosity.

That is, that thought guided her again, and repeatedly told her that she could not hand over the key.

It's as if if you just hand it over, something dangerous will happen.

Keys, keys......

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

Her eyes were slightly closed, and two distinct keys were reflected in her mind.

One has a number, and the other is like a fine ornament.

There is nothing in common between these two things, which makes it impossible to connect them, but whether it is her grandfather or her mother's instructions to those two people, in her opinion, they are all shackles that bind 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 surging thoughts in his head, and walked upstairs.

She wanted to go back to her study to get things done.

When he was about to enter the door, he remembered the maid's previous words.

immediately turned around and went up one floor again, and came to the guest room where Lu Yan lived.

After a moment's hesitation, she opened the door and entered—

"Smack!"

Turn on the lights.

The room is bright.

The rooms are neat and tidy, just like the rest of the rooms.

Standing at the door, one qiē 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 resting in the middle of the bed, and a piece of paper pressed under the tie.

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