Uncle Liu was indeed Uncle Liu; he had connections in Pattaya.

After picking us up, he made a few phone calls and booked a seaside villa.

By the time we arrived, the chef had already prepared most of the meal. Uncle Liu arranged for us to eat first, and only then did he talk to us about Yu Xiaobo.

He took out his phone, found a photo, and handed it to us, saying that this was the real Yu Xiaobo.

Uncle Mei and I took the phone and looked at it. The phone displayed a photo of a man.

Although phones could take photos back then, they weren't very clear and were a bit blurry. However, the man's features and figure were still visible. I saw that the man was completely different from the "Yu Xiaobo" we knew, except for a similar build.

Uncle Mei shook his head and said, "We were indeed deceived. The person who took us on the boat wasn't Yu Xiaobo at all."

Uncle Liu nodded and asked us where Yu Xiaobo had booked the villa, specifically which building and number. He could use this information to find out the fake Yu Xiaobo's personal information.

In addition, Uncle Liu also contacted a professional who could use our descriptions to create a sketch of the fake Yu Xiaobo's face, like those people in crime dramas.

Uncle Mei couldn't help but say, "Old Liu, I think we should just forget about it. Anyway, neither of us got hurt, and the night-luminescent pearls are safe. Why bother trying to find that guy?"

Uncle Liu said seriously, "No, Yu Xiaobo is dead, and he was probably killed by this guy. Although I wasn't close to Yu Xiaobo, he was still one of my men. That bastard dared to touch my people, and I must make him pay with his life!"

At that moment, I understood why so many people were willing to follow Uncle Liu. He was indeed a stand-up guy.

Even though Yu Xiaobo was just a salvage worker he had contacted and might have only met Uncle Liu two or three times, Uncle Liu would definitely stick up for him if something happened to him.

Uncle Mei also gave a thumbs up and said, "Old Liu, you're doing the right thing."

Later, the sketch artist arrived. Uncle Mei and I described the fake Yu Xiaobo's appearance, and the artist quickly sketched out the outline, then filled in the features. I looked down and saw that it was actually quite similar, at least seventy percent.

Uncle Liu handed the sketch to his men and ordered them to find him.

After dealing with this matter, Uncle Mei took out the two night-luminescent pearls and said to Uncle Liu, "Old Liu, when are you going to help us sell these two items? My daughter is still in the hospital, and we want to go back as soon as possible."

Uncle Liu didn't beat around the bush and said directly, "If you're in a hurry, how about this? Just give me these two pearls, and I'll find a chance to sell them later. I'll offer you the market price, 1.5 million each, 3 million for both. How does that sound?"

Uncle Liu's words were honest because I remembered that Yu Xiaobo had said that these two night-luminescent pearls should fetch between one and two million on the black market.

Besides, after all these events, we were willing to trust Uncle Liu's character.

Uncle Mei immediately made a decision without hesitation, "Okay, Old Liu, we'll listen to you. Three million for two pearls, deal!"

Uncle Liu chuckled and said, "Da Ding, I didn't expect your temper to remain the same after all these years. You're decisive!"

It wasn't until two years later that Uncle Liu finally sold the two pearls. It was said that they fetched a total of 5.8 million. Uncle Liu didn't hide it from us and even gave us a call.

At that time, Uncle Liu probably felt that making so much profit from buying them for three million and selling them for 5.8 million was a bit too much, so he offered to give us another two million. However, Uncle Mei and I insisted on refusing because he had held onto the goods for two whole years, and he must have had his own skills to sell them at such a high price. One shouldn't be too greedy.

Of course, these were all later events.

After handing over the two night-luminescent pearls to Uncle Liu, I asked him, "By the way, Uncle Liu, do you want this porcelain jar that I have? If you want it, I'll transfer it to you, even if you give me a little less money, just a token amount."

However, Uncle Liu shook his head when he heard this, "Rongsheng, I dare not take this porcelain jar. I said before, it is indeed a good thing, but it recognizes its owner. Now that it has recognized you, it means that only you can have it."

When I heard this, I was a little frustrated. I said, "Uncle Liu, aren't you joking? I'm just here in Thailand to make money, make a quick buck and leave. If I can't sell this thing, am I supposed to take it back to China? Won't that be a burden?"

Uncle Liu thought for a moment and said, "How about this? You give me this thing first, and I'll ask someone to process it for you, so it will be easier to carry after it's processed."

I nodded and quickly handed him the porcelain jar, saying, "Thank you, Uncle Liu."

That night, we continued to stay in Pattaya. The next morning, Uncle Liu transferred three million to our bank account. Uncle Mei and I had made a fortune on this trip.

As for the fake Yu Xiaobo, Uncle Liu never mentioned him to us. We didn't dare to ask him, but I guessed that he had offended Uncle Liu, and his ending wouldn't be good.

Anyway, this guy killed the real Yu Xiaobo and Ma Hailong, so even if he died, he deserved it and didn't deserve any sympathy.

At noon, a local came to deliver something to Uncle Liu, a golden little Buddha amulet. Uncle Liu immediately gave the amulet to me after receiving it. He told me that this was what the porcelain jar had turned into.

At that time, I didn't understand this thing and didn't know why a porcelain jar would turn into a gold amulet. Later, after returning to China, I gradually learned more about this and realized how precious this thing was, even more precious than the two night-luminescent pearls.

After giving us this thing, Uncle Liu also said that he wanted to take us around the area, but Uncle Mei and I were only thinking about Little Mei and didn't want to stay in Thailand any longer.

Uncle Liu didn't force us and bought us plane tickets for the next day, arranging for us to return to China.

On the night before we left, we had another big drinking session. Uncle Mei and I both drank until we were completely drunk, to the point of losing consciousness.

But this time, Uncle Mei and I both slept very soundly because we knew that Uncle Liu wouldn't plot against us. However, when I was sleeping, I dreamed again about the little boy I met on the sunken ship. The little boy kept smiling at me, making my hair stand on end...

The next day, we took a plane back to China. At this time, I had three million in my bank account.

Logically speaking, I should have been very happy to suddenly receive such a large sum of money, but at that time, I was only thinking about whether this money was enough to treat Little Mei's illness. If it wasn't enough, where would I go to earn so much money again?