Luo Qing handed the list to Yang Bo, "Don't feel guilty. There is absolutely no problem in sending Gao Haiqiang to prison. So what if he donates money for education? These cannot cover up the facts of his crime!"

Yang Bo nodded, took the list and read it carefully. He was a little skeptical before, but the moment he saw the list, he understood that Gao Haiqiang was not lying. He had indeed donated to many people!

Luo Qing saw that Yang Bo was not in the right mood. She reached out and pinched the list, trying to take it out of Yang Bo's hand...

Yang Bo pinched the list hard and said, "No, let me do it!"

"You don't have time to pay attention to these things, let me arrange it!" Luo Qing said.

Yang Bo hesitated slightly, but shook his head firmly and said: "It's okay, I will go over and take a look when I have time."

"In this way, I will make a copy first and arrange for someone to send the money there. At least during this period of time, these people on the list will not be starved of food and clothing. How about you go and take a look when you have time?" Luo Qing said.

Yang Bo nodded, "That's okay!"

Luo Qing relaxed a little when she saw Yang Bo gradually settling down. She took the list and walked next door to make copies while quietly calling Yue Junyao.

Yang Bo sat in the lounge, lying on the chair, gradually relaxing himself. He relaxed, but he felt a little tired. This fatigue seemed to be not only physical, but also psychological.

Thinking of what Gao Haiqiang just said, Yang Bo couldn't help but feel nervous. He knew very well that these things had nothing to do with him, but he just couldn't suppress this emotion, and his whole state was extremely depressed.

Soon, Luo Qing came back and handed the list to Yang Bo, "I have already made a copy. I will arrange this matter when I return to the Hong Kong government. Don't worry, I will arrange everything!"

"Okay! Thank you for your hard work!" Yang Bo said.

Luo Qing stared at Yang Bo. She was very dissatisfied after hearing these polite words, but seeing Yang Bo's depressed state, she couldn't say much. Back at the hotel in the evening, Yang Bo sat in front of the window, looking at the lonely moon outside the window, mentally

He also felt a sense of loneliness. This feeling of loneliness was very strong. It seemed like a wave, one after another, trying to overwhelm his psychological defenses.

Wire!

Yang Bo squinted his eyes and felt sleepy. He wanted to be immersed in this emotion for a long time and was unable to extricate himself.

"Are you sick?"

Yang Bo heard Luo Qing's soft voice coming from his ear. He turned around and smiled, shaking his head and saying nothing.

"You are sick, and very sick." Luo Qing came over and continued, "You used to be so enterprising, but now you are not only lazy, but you also have a feeling of decadence!"

"Decadent?" When Yang Bo heard this word, he suddenly became energetic. He looked down and saw that he was wearing a bathrobe. Usually at this time, he would have been sitting on the bed to heal his injuries, but today he didn't want to move at all!

"There must be something wrong!"

Yang Bo vaguely guessed in his heart. He knew very well that given his condition, even if he was injured, it was impossible for him to be disturbed by an ordinary person like this!

Could it be inner demons?

Yang Bo was stunned. He thought about everything carefully, trying to find the real reason for his inner demons.

It's just that he went through all his experiences in the past few months and couldn't find the reason!

However, realizing that he might be infected with inner demons, Yang Bo tried his best to appear normal, with an awkward but polite smile on his face from time to time.

Luo Qing saw a smile gradually appearing on Yang Bo's face. Although the smile was very strange, it was still a smile. She asked a few more questions with concern. Seeing that Yang Bo was unwilling to say more, she felt uncomfortable saying anything else.

Early the next morning, Yang Bo sent Luo Qing off to the plane.

Luo Qing was very concerned about Luo Fan's condition and asked Yang Bo to help take care of him. Yang Bo agreed.

Back in the car, Yang Bo suddenly collapsed in the back seat. The awkward and polite smile on his face disappeared, leaving only a face that said no strangers should enter!

Now, Yang Bo has basically determined that he is infected with the inner demon, but he has not figured out where the source of the inner demon comes from!

"Go to Yuhang!" Yang Bo lay in the back seat and ordered directly. It was almost two and a half hours' journey from Shanghai to Yuhang. Yang Bo sat in the car and took out his mobile phone to dial Yue Junyao's number, but no one answered. As for

Yan Ruyu's phone number is even more unreachable. She rarely carries a mobile phone with her.

.

At noon, Yang Bo arrived in Yuhang, but he didn't know where to go for a while. He rarely came to Yuhang and had no acquaintances here.

In Yang Bo's current state, he almost seems to be disabled, and even his thinking is much slower.

After a while, Yang Bo finally said: "Let's go to the West Lake for a walk!"

Yang Bo walked around the West Lake and remembered the first time he came to Yuhang. At that time, he came to participate in the auction and wanted to find the treasure map. It was that time that he accidentally got the Tianluo Mirror.

Yang Bo touched his chest and found that the Tianluo Mirror was still there. This mirror had saved him many times and he was considered a hero. At first, he would not have thought that this mirror was not simple.

After walking for a while, Yang Bo found a flower bed and sat down. At this time, the sun was blazing, and most tourists held umbrellas to protect themselves from the cold. However, there was no sweat on his body. It seemed that the sun had no effect on him. At this time, a

A man in his early thirties gathered around him. He was holding something in his arms and looking around shrinkingly. He walked to Yang Bo's side, opened his clothes and pointed inside, "Hey, brother, do you want something?"

have a look

?Don’t you want to see it?”

Yang Bo looked to both sides, and he was the only one sitting here. He looked into the other person's arms and saw a palm-sized golden turtle. The color of this turtle was not dazzling, and it looked very peaceful.

There should be a layer of patina on the surface!

"What is this?" Yang Bo asked.

When the man saw Yang Bo showing interest, he suddenly became excited. He quickly walked over and sat next to Yang Bo, and whispered: "Brother, let me tell you, this golden turtle is extraordinary!"

Yang Bo looked at the other person and didn't speak.

The man did not feel embarrassed and continued: "This golden turtle was used by Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty as a paperweight!"

Yang Bo looked at the other party with a smile, "Paperweight? Song Huizong used it. Do you have any evidence?"

"What kind of evidence is needed for this?" the man replied, but then he smiled and said: "Don't worry, what you say must be supported by expert information!"

Yang Bo frowned, "Expert evidence? How much do you want to sell it for?"

"Not for sale!" the man replied, "This is not for sale. It has been handed down from my ancestors. I must pass it on to future generations and pass it on from generation to generation!" Yang Bo stared at the other person and chuckled, "Since it is not for sale,

Then what do you want to show me when you bring it in front of me?"
Chapter completed!