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

Li Qiao looks at Shang Yu and inserts the floppy disk into the card reader.

Perhaps too long, the computer desktop has been showing the words read.

Li Qiao was not in a hurry. She leaned back against her chair and stretched her bones. She looked sideways and asked, "if this kind of 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 because it has been used for too long.

Shang Yu hooked the thin lip, "yes, after the repair, the data stored in the floppy disk will not disappear."

"Oh." Li Qiao faintly answered, and glanced at the computer screen, just disk read value full, reached 100%.

Then, the white pop-up window pops up automatically, and there are three encrypted folders in it.

Li Qiao picked next eyebrow tip, vision tiny burning, "unexpectedly not bad."

The man twists the flannelette on the table and opens a deep voice: "antistatic flannelette and resistance tin case are really good ways to save floppy disks."

Li Qiao looked at the white flannel, took back her sight and began to crack the password of the folder.

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

She opened the video with some expectations, and the dark picture came to her eyes.

Oh, it's not Jing Yilan.

Li Qiao enlarges the page and shows the time in the upper left corner. It was August 12th 30 years ago.

"Is this surveillance?" Li Qiao narrowed her eyes. Because the black-and-white quality was slightly blurred, and it was at night, she could hardly see the outline of the road clearly.

Soon, the two lights moved from far to near.

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

There is no sound in this surveillance, only the red light of the bullet from the muzzle can be seen.

The next moment, the man raised his head, moved his arm, and shot the monitor at the intersection.

That's it.

The whole monitoring time was less than 40 seconds, and the most important thing was the last three seconds, because when the man in the top hat looked up at the monitoring, his face went into the mirror.

Li Qiao goes back to the monitor, stops the time at 36 seconds, enlarges the picture, and carefully identifies the face of the shooter.

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

At this time, Shang Yu's eyes were deep, and his lips raised a smile like radian, "Laogong Jue, Xiao Hongdao."

Li Qiao touched her chin and motioned to the monitoring time in the upper left corner, "it seems that we need to check the story of this day."

Jing Yilan will keep this monitoring. It must be very important.

Whether Xiao Hongdao has killed or not, this surveillance is enough to prove that he is suspected of intentional injury.

The aristocracy was above the common people, and their status was respected. But the aristocracy was also most afraid of scandal.

Li Qiao downloaded the video and forwarded it to her mailbox. Soon she opened the second folder, which is 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 proof of aristocracy's identity issued by the commonwealth government. The handwritten time in the lower right corner is actually 61 years ago.

The Duke of chalman, Paul taglor cherman, is the standard imperial surname.

On the second page, the document is also a piece of noble identity information. The lower right corner is 55 years ago, but the content is very different.

Zuxiao, Duke of chelman, is the Pinyin surname in China.

As like as two peas, the two document is not the same as the Duke's name and age.

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

Li Qiao repeatedly compared the two documents, pondered for a moment, then guessed: "so, it was not the Shaw family that granted the Duke of chaiman, but... Paul Taylor chaiman."

Shang Yu leaned lazily against the back of his chair, his eyes as deep as the sea. "More than 50 years ago, the Xiao family quit Parma."

Li Qiao let go of the mouse and frowned thoughtfully, "these two documents are from the British federal government, not fake."

When she gave Shangyu the title of marquis Lawrence, she also had such noble identity information.

Shang Yu's dry palm fell on her back neck and raised her chin toward the computer. "Look at the third folder."Li Qiao convergence God, point to open the last folder, is a very simple Notepad small program.

There are only two Chinese characters in it: swaddling.

Li Qiao supported her forehead and sighed faintly: "I don't know if my mother has thrown those things away."

It's obvious that Jing Yilan divides things into two parts.

Another, probably in her infancy.

No wonder the second uncle mu aoxian has not found anything for so many years. Even the Xiao family probably can't find it.

It turned out that it was divided into two.

Shang Yu looked at Li Qiao in his spare time. Seeing her eyes drooping slightly, he could not help bending his fingertips and scraping her cheek. "I don't think so."

Li Qiao pulled her lips and looked at the time. It should be around 6 p.m. in China.

She picked up her cell phone and dialed Duan Shuyuan directly.

At the same time, Duan Shuyuan was having dinner. When she saw Li Qiao's call, she picked it up with a smile, "baby, are you back?"

Li Qiao curved her lips and said that she had not yet. After talking about her family, she said, "Mom, I want to ask you something."

Duan Shuyuan heard that Li Qiao was very serious, and she was slightly shocked, "what's the matter? You said

Li Qiao pondered for a few seconds, or asked bluntly: "do you still keep my baby clothes?"

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

After a pause, she tried carefully, "pretty, what's the matter?"

"Nothing. I just want to see it."

Duan Shuyuan twisted her eyebrows and looked at the beautiful food on the table. Her eyes became very distant. "I kept everything you had when you were a child. It was in the safe of my dresser. When do you want it? Shall I send it to you? "

Li Qiao eyes complex ground swallowed throat, "Mom, don't need, you first help me to keep, I'll go back to see again in a few days."

"OK, Ma will wait for you to come back."

Hang up the phone, Li Qiao breathed, turn eyes and business Yu four eyes relative, eyebrows as black as black jade, "floppy disk is evidence, my swaddle is estimated to be the assassin's mace."

Both evidences seem to prove that the origin of Xiao's position as Duke is unknown.

Now that the Shaw family has replaced him as the Duke of chalman, what happened to the original Paul Taylor chalman?

It's impossible to sell your status as a Duke like Marquis Lawrence.

At this time, Shang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, took her hand and kneaded it in his hand, "can I go back to China?"

Li Qiao looks at the finger that two people intertwine, smile slightly, "wait three days again."

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