The Yanxia Martial League is not only a national-level martial arts organization, but also a first-class intelligence organization.

There is information, intelligence, anecdotes, and history about the martial arts circle, and there are special personnel in the martial arts league to compile and record them.

Early the next morning, when Gen Chunzi entered the house with breakfast, Chen Tianao happened to receive a message from the abbot of Kongxuan.

"Sir, the list and brief description have been sent to the mailbox, please check it."

After replying to a message, turn on the computer in the room.

When he saw the file attachment in the mailbox, Chen Tianao couldn't help but jump his eyelids.

A document that is 20MB in size.

The records of the Wumeng are all purely textual.

In other words, the records in this document are full of 1,000,000 words!

Chen Tianao suddenly regretted it a little.

Who knows if the gang of people in the Wumeng can write so much, when will this be found.

Bite the bullet open.

Dense.

Character names, biographies, years of birth and death, and characteristics of the exercises.

It's just that there are too many entries.

Gen Junzi stood next to him, stretched out his head to look, and his little face suddenly showed sympathy.

"Master, with so much information, looking for it aimlessly, won't it be very hard, or I'll help you see some of it."

Chen Tianao's face suddenly straightened.

"Junko, does the hotel have a conference room for the company?"

"Yes."

"Help me find one, the one with a projection screen."

As the most luxurious super-star hotel in Yandu, meeting room opportunities are standard.

Some big bosses, whether in the accommodation or on the plane, work all the time.

Pure seeds are highly efficient.

Ten minutes later.

Chen Tianao sat in this large room that could accommodate forty people at the same time, standing directly on the table, looking ahead.

Gen Junko is responsible for operating the computer and documents, and the huge projection screen is four meters long and two meters wide.

In this way, as soon as the document is opened, the ordinary small print is as big as a teacup.

Ning Yanran and Han Xinrui, because they heard that there was information (gossip) about the Wumeng to read, volunteered to come over as secretaries, and also stared at the screen, responsible for preventing omissions.

What Chen Tianao is looking for is a vague person.

Hu Jiufeng's secret weapon technique has reached the point of perfection, and such a person definitely has a record in the martial arts.

Age, unknown, can only be extrapolated back to 40 years or less to check.

The initial strength is not very clear, although he is now about the strength of the pseudo-underworld, but when he debuted, he may not be particularly strong.

Majoring in hidden weapons, the strength is above the sixth grade, man.

That's the three filters.

"Junko, put the document in full screen, and then adjust the font size to the minimum."

As Junko Gen operates, the black text on the white background on the screen begins to gradually become smaller.

What used to be a palm-sized square word on the projection has now become the size of a coin.

"Zoom out again."

The font is only the size of a baby's tiny fingernail.

"Shrink again."

The font has become about the size of an ant.

"Keep shrinking to the end!"

Ning Yanran hurriedly raised her hand beside her.

"Master! We can't see what it says now! ”

"Get down to business, don't make trouble."

scolded the apprentice who came to touch the fish.

Gen Junzi obediently dragged it to the end.

Now, on the huge screen, the Chinese characters are only the width of the tip of a toothpick, and they look almost a dot.

"Master, is it okay?"

Gen Junzi stared hard at the computer screen, she was so close that she couldn't see clearly.

"The font size is OK, and then scale the pagination of the document to one hundredth."

“……”

The three girls in the conference room were stunned.

One meal.

The final result is displayed on the screen.

Han Xinrui couldn't help but sigh.

"This black pressed piece is like black powder splashed on the whiteboard, and I can't see anything clearly!"

Originally, a screen could only display one page, about a thousand words.

After reducing the font size, a page can display 9,000 words.

The screen is zoomed in as a whole, and you can only read one page, but now you can read 20 pages at the same time!

In other words, on the current projection, 180,000 words are displayed at one time!

Gen Junzi couldn't help but rub her eyes, feeling that her eyes suddenly hurt after watching too much of the screen.

"Master, is this really okay?"

Chen Tianao said lightly.

"You just hold the mouse, I'm done, and I'll call you to turn the page as a whole."

Ten seconds later.

"Flip!"

The three women were shocked at the same time.

That's it?

180,000 words!

If you haven't finished reading the character settings yet, right?

Ten seconds, what a joke.

Muttering and muttering, Yuan Chunzi did not dare to slack off at all, for fear of slowing down Chen Tianao's efficiency.

Click.

Another ten seconds.

"Turn it over again!"

Han Xinrui and Ning Yanran sat next to them, and they didn't quarrel to look at the screen to help, the reading speed of 180,000 in ten seconds, and their god-like eyesight, they had already given up.

"Flip!"

"Flip!"

Chen Tianao's eyes, like a high-speed camera, flashed the picture, and he couldn't imagine that there was still a stage of recognition and reading!

If you have such ability, a library will be finished in a month.

After turning it over more than thirty times in a row.

"Stop! Page 3, line 10 onwards, zoom in! ”

Gen Junko, who was already in a hurry, suddenly felt a shock.

Click-click-click.

The mouse wheel goes up all sorts of ways.

The font instantly returned to the size of a coin, and the three girls felt that the whole world was clear.

On the screen, it begins with a simple sentence.

"Gu Sanrui, the pinnacle of the seven grades of the hidden weapon, in the first month of the year of Gengzi, he challenged the elders of the Wumeng in the Tianchi of Baishan Mountain, and fell under the cliff of the snowy mountain after being defeated, and died."

Chen Tianao repeated it in the innermost.

"Ancient ...... Sanrui. ”

The owner of this name, who appeared seventeen years ago, was only at his peak for a moment, and when he publicly challenged the Martial Alliance Elders at that time, he was defeated and killed, and only this record was left.

However, the name is really reminiscent.

Sanrui, Jiufeng......

Chen Tianao flipped down and suddenly found a more familiar name in the record.

This Gu Sanrui, the elder of the Wumeng who challenged back then, was none other than Qu Meichen, the owner of Qixiu Villa at the time.

That is, the mother of the current elder Qu Lanfei!

Chen Tianao thought about it.

Qu Lanfei and Xiao Yu are about the same age, only about thirty years old, and her mother, who is fifty years old when she dies, should still be alive.

I quickly dialed a phone number.

Pick it up in a few seconds.

"Mr. Chen, are you looking for me?"

"Master Qu Zhuang, ask someone with you, have you heard of the name Gu Sanrui?"

There was a few seconds of silence on the other side of the phone.

Suddenly, Qu Lanfei's tone was filled with excitement and infinite anger.

"Sir! Even if I die, I will never forget this name. ”

Chen Tianao was overjoyed.

There is a score!

"He seems to have fought with your mother, did your mother mention anything about him?"

The other side was silent for a second, and Qu Lanfei's tone suddenly became extremely sad.

"Sir...... My mother passed away seven years ago, and Gu Sanrui is the mother-killing enemy I was looking for! ”