"Mo Chen, what's so good about a chip, this kind of broken chip is probably some kind of garbage file, you go to the trash can to look for it, it's all over the street, why look so carefully."

An Xing had some doubts about Mo Chen's behavior of researching chips, in his opinion, this was just an ordinary chip, and there was no need to spend time researching it.

"What do you know, Mochen must have his own considerations, maybe this chip is an important document." An Yang gave An Xing a brain and began to teach a daily lesson.

"Harm, how can we be so lucky, we can pick up important documents, who is full of food and support, not to hide important information well, but to throw it away." An Xing argued unconvinced.

Mo Chen ignored the small quarrel between Anyang and Anxing, handed the chip in his hand to Mousse on the side, and asked, "Can this chip be repaired back and check the data inside?"

Mousse took the chip, took it in the palm of his hand and carefully looked at it, "I can repair some data, but the degree of damage to this chip is still a little high, I'm not sure to what extent the data in it can be restored." ”

"How much can be repaired, and some of the contents that can be seen can be seen." Mo Chen replied. It's better to have some information than no information.

"Okay, then I'll try it first." Mousse took out his equipment, inserted the chip into the light brain, and began to try to repair the data, and Anyang Anxing on the side also stopped arguing and watched. Even Little Flower Vine and Little Piggy are leaning together with two small heads, staring at Mousse's computer screen.

It took about half an hour for Mousse to repair some data, mainly some text files, looking at some work records, opening it, all of which were trivial data, as well as strange symbols.

At first glance, it looks unorganized and messy, like some draft calculation data.

"Harm, I'll just say it, this is a junk file, I guess it's just a draft document that someone threw away at will." An Xing glanced at these messy data, had a headache, and came to a conclusion directly.

I couldn't understand the data, and I didn't think it was interesting, so I took back my little head, thinking that it was worthless.

But An Yang looked at it carefully for a while, but felt that these data were not simple, so he said: "These data look messy, but some of the symbols are professional terms, much like some symbols on Uncle Qing's work notes." ”

At this mention, Mo Chen, who was still frowning and thinking about the content of this document, suddenly had an idea, pointed to Mousse's computer screen, and his tone was a little urgent.

"Mousse, go to the next medical terminology database, quickly match this document with it, and then pull it out to see the content of the document."

Mousse listened to Mo Chen's advice, clicked, and doubled in a few seconds, retranslating these symbol data.

At the beginning of the translation of the result document, the title of "An Tiantian's body detection and matching degree measurement" appeared in large letters.

All:!!!

Body detection? What is this about Tianbao's body test?

Everyone's eyes widened, and they all looked a little surprised, even Mo Chen, who was usually the most calm, felt a little surprised when he saw this title.

He guessed that this chip might be an important document, but he didn't expect that this was actually about Tianbao's situation, what did the Ming family test on Tianbao? And what about this matching degree measurement?

Mo Chen's mind was full of questions, and he took Mousse's computer in a bit of a hurry and quickly flipped through the contents of the document.