The ones pushing the trolley were the man with the scar at the corner of his mouth and the man with a dark complexion.
They looked quite depressed and kept their heads down without speaking.
There were seven or eight people following them. Two women cried the most, and they were holding their children.
Seeing this scene, Yang Xiaobao knew that it was not appropriate to show up at this time, so he quietly retreated to the corner.
After the group of mourners left, Yang Xiaobao walked out of the dark corner.
The second floor below is relatively dark and air-conditioned, creating a huge gap with the temperature outside.
Yang Xiaobao saw many wandering souls floating on the second floor below, as well as some resentful souls.
They all looked at Yang Xiaobao with cold, hollow eyes.
But maybe they felt the strong and abundant Yang Qi emanating from Yang Xiaobao's body, so these souls didn't dare to approach him at all.
If there is any place where there are the most wandering souls or resentful souls, there is no other place except the hospital.
Yang Xiaobao thought this as he turned around and walked towards the elevator.
When he arrived outside the hospital, Yang Xiaobao took a long breath and his whole body slowly felt warm.
At this moment, his cell phone rang.
Yang Xiaobao picked up the phone and saw that it was a call from Lin Yingwan.
"Brother Xiaobao, how are you? How was the investigation at the construction site?"
"it's over."
"Where are you now?"
"In the hospital..."
Lin Yingwan asked in surprise: "Why are you in the hospital? What are you doing there?"
"Let's wait and see when we meet. Should you come to me, or should I go to you..."
"You wait for me, I'll go find you." After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Half an hour later, Yang Xiaobao saw Lin Yingwan getting out of the taxi.
When the two of them got into the car, Lin Yingwan immediately asked, "Brother Xiaobao, why did you come to the hospital?"
Yang Xiaobao told Lin Yingwan exactly what happened.
Lin Yingwan sighed deeply after listening to Yang Xiaobao's words.
"My father compensated them two million each." Lin Yingwan said, "It can be said that he has done his utmost to be benevolent and righteous."
Yang Xiaobao nodded.
If it were anyone else, maybe they wouldn't pay a penny.
After all, the police concluded that they all committed suicide.
Yang Xiaobao deeply admired Lin Tairan's handling of this matter.
"Brother Xiaobao, do you still think they didn't commit suicide?"
Yang Xiaobao was silent for a moment and said: "Probably not. People like them have been toughened by life, and they all have wives and children. How could they commit suicide with so many worries?"
"But all the evidence shows that they committed suicide."
Yang Xiaobao smiled and said: "They killed themselves, but it cannot be said that they did it voluntarily."
"Is it really like you said, being haunted by a ghost?"
Yang Xiaobao was just about to say something, when his cell phone rang again.
It was Mr. Luo's call.
Mr. Luo said he wanted to treat Yang Xiaobao to lunch, which was agreed yesterday.
After hanging up the phone, Yang Xiaobao looked at Lin Yingwan.
"I still have something to do at school. You can go there by yourself." Lin Yingwan said, "Send me to school first."
Yang Xiaobao drove Lin Yingwan to school and then to Courtyard No. 1, Heping Road.
Mr. Luo prepared a table of sumptuous meals waiting for him.
"Where is Miss Luo?" Yang Xiaobao asked when he saw Luo Pingqiu was not there.
"She went to meet her classmates for a dinner party." Mr. Luo said with a smile, "It's just the two of us today."
The two of them sat down and chatted while eating.
"Xiaobao, I, Xiaoqiu, said something about you exorcising evil spirits and catching ghosts. Is it true?" Mr. Luo asked curiously.
Yang Xiaobao nodded and told him what happened in Yaojia Village.
After listening to Yang Xiaobao's story, Mr. Luo sighed repeatedly.
"Alas, this is still caused by poverty. If these two Yao brothers had money to marry wives, such a tragedy would not have happened."
"Yes." Yang Xiaobao agreed with what Mr. Luo said.
"Xiaobao, is this the reason why you came to the provincial capital this time?"
Yang Xiaobao hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded and said, "Now it seems that it should be."
"Oh? Tell me, I like hearing stories like this."
Seeing that Mr. Luo was so interested, Yang Xiaobao told Mr. Luo what happened at Lin Tairan's construction site.
"Xiaobao, I know about this matter." Mr. Luo said, "The rumors in the provincial capital are very evil. You can tell everything. Is there really a problem?"
Yang Xiaobao sighed, nodded and said: "Now it seems that it should be like this."
"Xiaobao, if anything happens, tell me immediately." Mr. Luo looked very interested.
"no problem."
After lunch, Yang Xiaobao drank tea and chatted with Mr. Luo.
At this moment, Mr. Luo's phone rang.
Mr. Luo looked at his phone and answered the phone: "Dehui, why are you calling me now? Is there anything wrong?"
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Not sure what was said on the other end of the phone, Mr. Luo nodded and said, "Okay, okay, I'll go over now."
As he said that, he hung up the phone.
"Xiaobao, do you want anything this afternoon?"
Yang Xiaobao thought for a while and decided that the investigation into Lin Tairan's construction site should not be pursued so closely.
If it is too tight, it may be counterproductive, so it is best to wait and see.
"It's nothing."
"Well, a friend of mine named Feng Dehui opened a store in the Antique City. He said he bought a treasure and wanted me to go over and have a look."
"Does the old man like antiques?"
"Haha, I don't have much to do recently. I just do some research." Mr. Luo said, "I usually just look at them and don't buy much. Besides, my pension doesn't allow me to afford those antiques."
In fact, Yang Xiaobao knew that Mr. Luo's pension should be quite high, and he usually didn't spend much money and was reimbursed by the state, so he should have saved some money.
"Okay, then I will accompany the old man to have a look."
"Just in time, you will be my driver."
The two people drove to the largest antique city in the provincial capital.
It was the first time for Yang Xiaobao to visit this place. He found that it was very big, with several streets.
The things you buy on each street are different, for example, some sell calligraphy and paintings, some sell mahogany furniture, some sell jade, and some sell tea.
"This is the largest antique city in our province. Usually everyone comes here to shop and shop."
The two people got out of the car and walked into the street. Mr. Luo introduced Yang Xiaobao.
Arriving at the street dedicated to selling antiques, Mr. Luo walked to a store in the middle and turned in.
Yang Xiaobao also turned in.
"Feng Dehui, what did you want me to see? Take it out and let me see."
Mr. Luo said as soon as he entered the door.
Yang Xiaobao saw a man standing up from the counter and said with a smile on his face: "Old man, this is a good thing, I guarantee you will like it."