Outright Favoritism Chapter 799: : Read the contents of the disk

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There is no obvious wear and tear in the soft magnetic area. Although it has been more than 20 years, it still looks very new.

Li Qiao glanced at Shang Yu, and then inserted the floppy disk into the card reader.

It's been too long, and the computer desktop keeps displaying the words "Reading".

Li Qiao is not in a hurry, leaning back on the chair, stretching the joints, and asking sideways: "If this floppy disk is damaged, can it be repaired?"

Even if the iron sheet of the electric box can block electromagnetic and radiation, it does not rule out the possibility of automatic degaussing of the floppy disk due to being left for too long.

Shang Yu hooked his thin lips, "Yes, after repairing, the data stored on the floppy disk will not disappear."

"Oh." Li Qiao answered faintly, and glanced at the computer screen again. It just so happened that the value read by the disk was full, reaching 100%.

Immediately after that, a white pop-up window automatically popped up, and there were three encrypted folders inside.

Li Qiao raised her eyebrows, her eyes burned slightly, "It's not broken."

The man twisted the flannel on the table and opened his mouth in a deep tone: "Anti-static flannel and resistance iron leather box are indeed a good way to store floppy disks."

Li Qiao glanced at the white flannel, retracted her gaze, and began to crack the password of the folder.

In less than three minutes, the encrypted folder was unlocked, and Li Qiao opened the first one, which was a video file.

She clicked on the video with some expectation, and the dark picture came into view.

Oh, not by Jing Yilan.

Li Qiao zoomed in on the page, and the time was displayed in the upper left corner, which was August 12th thirty years ago.

"This is surveillance?" Li Qiao squinted, because the black and white image quality is slightly blurred, and at night, it is so dark that the outline of the road is almost unclear.

Soon, two beams of car lights from far to near.

A man walked down from the car, wearing a gentleman hat, holding a gun with one hand, and pulling the trigger at the front.

There is no sound from this monitor, only the light of bullets from the muzzle can be seen.

In the next instant, the man raised his head, moved his arms and shot and hit the surveillance monitor at the intersection.

The screen ends here.

The entire monitoring takes less than forty seconds, and the most important thing is the last three seconds, because when the man in the bowler hat looked up at the monitor, his face was in the mirror.

Li Qiao went back to monitoring, stopped the time at thirty-six seconds, zoomed in on the screen, and carefully distinguished the face of the shooter.

The other person looks very young, the facial contour is not three-dimensional, it seems to be...Asian appearance.

At this time, Shang Yu's eyes were deep beside him, and his lips raised a curved arc, "Old Duke, Xiao Hongdao."

Li Qiao touched her chin, and gestured to the monitoring time in the upper left corner, "It seems that we have to look up the story of the day."

Jing Yilan will keep this monitoring, it must be very important.

Regardless of whether Xiao Hongdao murdered or not, this period of monitoring is sufficient to prove that he was suspected of intentional harm.

The aristocracy is above the ordinary people, and the status is honorable and respected, but the British imperial aristocracy is also most afraid of one thing, scandal.

Li Qiao downloaded the video and forwarded it to her mailbox, and quickly clicked on the second folder, which was a Word document.

The content is not much, only two pages, but the amount of information is amazing.

The first page is a very old aristocratic identity certificate issued by the Commonwealth Government. The handwriting time in the lower right corner is actually 61 years ago.

The Duke of Childman, PaulTaylorCherman, is the standard surname of a British imperial citizen.

The document comes to the second page, which is also a noble identity information. The time in the lower right corner is fifty-five years ago, but the content is quite different.

Duke Childman, ZuXiao, this is the domestic Pinyin surname.

The two documents are identical except for the duke’s name and age.

Xiao Zu, Xiao Hongdao's father, Xiao Yehui's grandfather.

Li Qiao repeatedly compared the two documents, thought for a moment, and then guessed: "So, it was not the Xiao family who originally awarded the Duke of Childman, but... Paul Taylor Childman. ."

Shang Yu leaned back in his chair lazily, his eyes deep as the sea, "The Xiao family quit Pama more than fifty years ago."

Li Qiao let go of the mouse and frowned thoughtfully, "Both documents are from the Commonwealth Government, not like fraud."

At the beginning, she gave Shang Yu the title of Marquis of Lawrence, and she also had such aristocratic identification information.

Shang Yu's dry palm rested on the back of her neck and raised her chin toward the computer, "Look at the third folder."

Li Qiao grabbed her mind and clicked on the last folder. It was a very simple notepad applet.

There are only two Chinese characters in it: swaddling.

Li Qiao held her forehead and sighed lightly: "I don't know if my mother threw those things away."

Obviously, Jing Yilan divided things into two parts.

There is one more, probably in her infancy.

It's no wonder that the second uncle Mu Aoxian has found nothing for so many years, even the Xiao family may not find it everywhere.

It turned out to be divided into two.

Shang Yuhao looked at Li Qiao in a leisurely manner. Seeing her eyelashes were drooping, her expression was distressed, and he couldn't help but curving his fingertips and scraping her cheeks, "Probably not."

Li Qiao chuckled his lips and looked at the time, it should be around 6 pm in China.

She picked up the phone and dialed Duan Shuyuan's phone directly.

At the same time, Duan Shuyuan was eating dinner, and when she saw Li Qiao's call, she answered with a smile, "Baby, are you back?"

Li Qiao curled her lips and said that she hadn’t. The mother and daughter chatted for a few words. She changed the conversation, "Mom, I’ll ask you something."

Duan Shuyuan was slightly startled when she heard Li Qiao's very serious tone, "What's the matter? You said."

Li Qiao groaned for a few seconds, and then asked bluntly: "Do you still keep the baby from my childhood?"

Duan Shuyuan on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, opened her mouth, and answered truthfully, "Keep it."

She paused, then tried carefully, "Qiaoqiao, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, just want to see."

Duan Shuyuan twisted her eyebrows, looked at the exquisite food on the table, her eyes became far away, "I keep everything from your childhood, in the safe of my dressing cabinet, when do you want it? I will send it to you. ?"

Li Qiao swallowed complicatedly, "Mom, no, you can put it away for me first. I'll go back and see it again in a few days."

"Okay, mom is waiting for you to come back."

Hang up the phone, Li Qiao sighed, and turned his eyes to meet Shang Yu's eyes, his eyebrows were as dark as black jade, "The floppy disk is evidence, and my baby is probably a killer."

The two pieces of evidence seem to prove that the origin of the Duke of the Xiao family is unknown.

Since the Xiao family has become the Duke of Childman instead, what happened to the original Paul Taylor Childman?

It is impossible to sell the dukehood like the Marquis of Lawrence.

At this moment, Shang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, held her hand and kneaded it in his palm, "Are you ready to go back to China?"

Li Qiao looked at the entangled fingers of the two and smiled slightly, "Wait another three days."