Outright Favoritism

Chapter 529 Miss Zong's accident

In the surveillance screen of the parking lot, Li Qiao easily found the location of the Bentleys.

From their appearance to their departure, no more than fifteen minutes.

From beginning to end, no one got off the car.

Li Qiao found the monitoring point closest to the Bentley. After half a minute, she looked at the playback record and fell into deep thought.

It should be said that the other party is too smart or too cunning. The surveillance camera clearly captured the scene of the middle Bentley lowering the window.

But neither the angle nor the position can capture the face of the person in the car.

As for the white glove she saw, it was exposed when the opponent's elbow was resting on the car window.

Li Qiao tapped his finger on the desktop, and an idea was ready to come out.

The Bentley dedicated to the royal family, the flag that shows the identity, and the six-car configuration, if it is a member of the Childman family, it is not impossible.

Li Qiao paused the surveillance video and zoomed in on the screen, carefully watching the white gloved hand, long and straight, but it was difficult to tell whether it was a man's hand or a woman's.

However, even if a woman wears European-style court gloves, it should not be such a plain white style.

Thinking about it, Li Qiao didn't struggle with this matter for too long. She quit the surveillance, turned off the computer, and left the study.

Whatever should come will come.

After a while, she looked through the case data in her bedroom.

When seeing the third typical symptom, Li Qiao stopped turning the page and looked up at the thick dark night outside the window, her thoughts diverging.

At this time, the cell phone under the pillow vibrated.

Li Qiao took it out and swiped to answer when she saw the number on it.

The other party didn't need her to speak at all, so she started to make a statement.

At the end, I gave another sentence: "The information about Ming Dailan can only be found at present. The rest should be destroyed, and Shang Zonghai, whom she married to Pama at the beginning, does not seem to be voluntary."

Li Qiao didn't even say anything, and the phone hung up.

She put down the phone, was silent for a moment, got up and went to the small bar of the suite to take out a bottle of brandy, and drank it half a cup.

Three years ago, Ming Dailan did go to Diancheng, but no one knew what she did.

The information showed that she had only stayed in Dian City for a day before hurriedly returning to the British Empire. A month later, Grand Prince Zellman suddenly inherited the title.

This move broke the system that the duke could only inherit the title after his death, and also caused many speculations from the outside world.

There are rumors that the Duke of Childman has long been seriously ill and is unable to recover.

Out of the importance of the Duke’s family, the royal family also acquiesced to the Duke’s abdication and succession to the throne.

But in the face of suspicion about this matter, the Childman family and the royal family have always kept secret.

Moreover, Ming Dailan is the second wife of Childman. The two have a daughter, who is 14 years old this year.

Li Qiao digested all the information after drinking three glasses of wine.

Although not comprehensive enough, it is enough to snoop on.

Li Qiao sits at the bar sipping the wine, gently circling his fingers on the table.

Suddenly, a message lights up the phone screen.

Li Qiao unlocked and saw the content, which was a panoramic view of the manor from the satellite.

The manor covers a very wide area, and the resolution is not particularly clear. There is a comment in Burmese below: Childman Manor.

Li Qiao glanced at the scene that was too large to estimate, put the phone aside, and poured half a glass of wine again.

She has already begun to calmly analyze that if she joins hands with Shang Yu, she will have some chance of winning against the Childman family.

The ducal family is backed by the royal family, and cannot be underestimated.

...

The next day, Li Qiao still left a bodyguard for Zong Yue, and she took the other to Mies Township.

She slept very late last night and kept sleeping in the car on the way from the city center to the town.

Next to the seat was the case data given by Su Mo, but it was not placed in the hotel because he was worried about being seen by Shang Yu.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the car arrived in the small town of Mies.

Li Qiao unhurriedly shook out of the carriage, lifted her reddish eyelids and looked at the top of her head.

The mist shrouded heavily in the sky, dull and depressing.

Li Qiao rubbed her forehead and walked up the path, while the bodyguard followed her.

Following the route in his memory, he came to Su Moshi's office, and his voice on the phone happened to be heard from the open door.

"Dad, how old are you and still do things so freely?" His teasing tone was filled with a little bit of displeasure.

"..."

I don't know what the other party said, Su Moshi's eyes flashed brightly, "If you still insist on relocating, let alone strike, it is possible for them to take to the streets."

"..."

"Okay, as long as you don't change your mind, no one will make trouble."

During these two-word conversations, Li Qiao understood.

It seems...the relocation has changed.

She lowered her head and curled her lips, her eyes filled with playfulness.

Perhaps it was not his father who changed his mind, but the rude capitalist.

After a while, Su Moshi hung up the phone, he raised his eyebrows and looked out the door, jokingly: "You won't come in, are you waiting for me to invite you?"

Li Qiao opened the concealed door with her toes, walked lazily to sit in front of him, raised her legs and raised her eyebrows, "No need to move?"

She didn't mean to eavesdrop, who asked Su Laosi to call without closing the door.

Su Moshi smiled at the corners of his lips and said in a serious manner: "Your method has worked. Yesterday afternoon, I specially arranged some people to spread the news, threatening to strike after the relocation of the headquarters.

My dad may have also heard of it. He just called me and told me not to move, and he asked me to calm the committee members. "

Li Qiao pouted her lips without comment.

The next time, Su Moshi took her to the research room of a mental illness expert.

This is also Li Qiao's first in-depth involvement in the field of paranoid personality disorder.

Throughout the day, she was like a compressed sponge, trying to absorb all the knowledge related to the disease.

I have gradually gained a superficial understanding of the manifestations and suppression methods of the disease.

In a blink of an eye, two days passed.

Li Qiao spent the whole day in the small town of Mis, and even reduced her sleeping time by a few hours.

Because she stayed here to exchange and study, Shang Yu also postponed her return.

As for Zong Yue, she was playing around in the Port of London every day, but after two days of playing, she became a little tired.

After all, no matter how fun the attraction is, it is enough to go to once.

In the evening of that day, Li Qiao was still in the research room communicating with expert Ruide about the onset cycle and manifestations of paranoid symptoms.

A stack of documents nearly half a meter high was placed on the desk.

Li Qiao picked up a piece of information on it, and when he opened it, he asked Reid for advice in standard English accent.

She took a signature pen to write and draw on the document. Just when she raised the third question, the door of the research room was knocked from outside.

Reid's assistant went to open the door. Outside the door was Li Qiao's bodyguard. He looked serious and reported: "Miss Li, there is something wrong with that Miss Zong."

(End of this chapter)