Outright Favoritism

   Chapter 799 Read Disk Content

  There is no obvious abrasion and scratches 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 may be too long, and the computer desktop keeps displaying the words “reading”.

  Li Qiao was not in a hurry, leaning back on the chair, stretching the joints, and asked 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 demagnetization 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%.

  After that, a white pop-up window automatically pops up, and there are three encrypted folders inside.

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

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

  Li Qiao glanced at the white flannel, and then started to crack the password of the folder after she retracted her gaze.

  In less than three minutes, the encrypted folder was unlocked, and Li Qiao clicked on 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 her eyes. Because the black and white picture quality is slightly blurred, and at night, it is so dark that it is almost impossible to see the outline of the road.

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

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

  There is no sound from this monitor, only the red 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 monitor at the intersection.

  The screen ends here.

  The whole monitoring takes less than forty seconds, and the most important thing is the last three seconds, because when the man wearing a 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 by his side, and his lips curled up with a smile, "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 nobles are above the ordinary people, their status is honorable and respected, but the British nobles are also most afraid of one thing, scandal.

  Li Qiao downloaded the video and forwarded it to her mailbox, and quickly opened 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 citizen.

  The document comes to the second page. It 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.

  Except for the duke’s name and age, the two documents are exactly the same.

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

  Li Qiao repeatedly compared the two documents, thought about it 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 has such aristocratic identification information.

  Shang Yu’s dry palm fell on the back of her neck, and he raised his chin toward the computer, "Look at the third folder."

  Li Qiao is amazed, click on the last folder, it is a very simple notepad applet.

There are only two Chinese characters in   : 襁褓.

  Li Qiao supported her forehead and sighed faintly, “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.

   turns out to be divided into two.

  Shang Yu looked at Li Qiao carefully, seeing her eyelashes drooping slightly, his expression was distressed, and he couldn't help but shave her cheeks with his fingertips, "Probably not."

  Li Qiao's lips, looking at the time, it should be around six in the afternoon in China.

  She picked up her mobile 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, and the mother and daughter chatted a few words about daily routines, and her conversation changed, “Mom, I’ll ask you something.”

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

  Li Qiao groaned for a few seconds, and then asked straightforwardly: "Do you still keep my baby when I was a kid?"

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 carefully tested, "Qiao Qiao, 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 with complicated eyes, "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."

  Hung up the phone, Li Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, turning his eyes to face Shang Yu's eyes, his eyebrows were as black 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's impossible to sell the dukehood like the Marquis of Lawrence.

  At this time, Shang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, took 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."

  (End of this chapter)