Photographic paper-printed photographs, which have been extinct for a few years.

Now they are electronic photos made of holographic technology, and most of the carriers are a magnetic sheet the size of a fingernail, which can store hundreds or thousands of holographic photos in a magnetic sheet, insert them into a player the size of a mobile phone, or simply store them in a mobile phone, and they can be read and played.

Wei Qingyun's eyesight was several times greater than usual, and when the photo flew down, he had already caught a glimpse of what was on it.

It was a family photo, in which was Master Wei Haoran, and the senior brother when he was a teenager, there was no master, but the master was holding something in his arms.

The photo falls upside down, with the back facing up. Wei Qingyun chuckled in his heart, hey, it's evil.

Wei Qingyun looked at it, rubbed his fingers, hesitated for a while, and then turned the photo over.

It was really sent by the senior brother, because, according to the virtue of the senior brother, this kind of photo can only be in his hand.

If it weren't for his permission, anyone who dared to secretly take pictures of him, or hide his photos, would be killed by him as long as he found out—erasing his memory, or, simply killing him.

Wei Haoran was holding a small quilt in his arms - a child was wrapped in it, and the child was full of milk, and he was just a full moon and less than half a year old.

Wei Qingyun suddenly lay down on the bed - looking at the kid blinking his eyes, the second monk was puzzled for a while.

"Hey, this father and son, they're so clueless when they do things."

Why did the senior brother send a photo to himself at this time? Seeing the master holding the child, smiling sheepishly, the senior brother was gloating, eighty percent of it was related to the child in this photo.

This can't be the illegitimate son of the old guy, right? No wonder Shi Niang divorced him.

Let me help them find their children?

But this information is too little, and in terms of finding people, it is easier for my senior brother than me, and the resources he can mobilize are to find a needle in the Pacific Ocean, and it won't take more than a few days.

Well, it seems that this kid is really Lao Wei's illegitimate son, and with his master pressing him behind his back, he didn't dare to look for someone with great fanfare.

Perhaps, this kid has some special circumstances, and it is easier for his friends to find, for so many years, I haven't heard the old guy mention it, hehe.

Wei Qingyun pondered vigorously, and after a while, he fell asleep again.

More than 20 days have passed, Wei Haoran's consciousness has finally recovered, during the day, his eyes will move around, his brain activity is very frequent, although he has not opened his eyes, he can mumble a few words, the language function has been affected to a certain extent, and some words are not very clear.

"Almost, in another ten days and a half months, you should be able to wake up completely." Professor Zhang patted Wei Qingyun on the shoulder, half comforting him and half comforting himself.

Wei Qingyun licked his lips and wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips and swallowed them back, he turned his face and smiled at Professor Zhang, a little ashamed, and turned to leave.

He originally wanted to ask Professor Zhang about the photo, but he was too embarrassed to take out his hand, he heard the senior brother mention that this Professor Zhang is very familiar with the teacher's wife, although he is like Wei Haoran's iron buddy, in fact, it is still "my mother's family." ”

He was afraid that if the child was really Wei Haoran's illegitimate son, he would let the senior sister know that the senior brother was inquiring about the child's whereabouts, but it would be troublesome, and the senior brother would have to cut himself alive.

He has never seen Shi Niang, but judging from the impression given to him by Wei Haoran and his senior brother, Shi Niang should be a very powerful woman, a man who is so domineering as a senior brother, when he mentions his mother, he immediately becomes like a cat, not to mention Master, an old bastard with a temper, but in front of Shi Niang's photo, it is like a little sheep.

I really don't know that he is like this, why did the master divorce him?

Is it really that child's life?

"Hey, Uncle Zhang, do you want to ask about something?" Wei Qingyun asked with a hippie smile.

"Tsk, look at your virtue, you know it's not good, say, what do you want to know." Professor Zhang pretended to be mysterious and played haha.

"My master and my mother, what happened back then?" Wei Qingyun asked casually.

"Huh?" When Professor Zhang heard this, he was stunned, blinked his eyes, and waved his hand at Wei Qingyun: "There's nothing to say, there's nothing to say, ah, children's families, don't ask about adults." ”

"Hey, it's been all these years, what can't you say, you see you're nervous, hehe, hehe, hehe."

"Don't hehe, hehe, it's useless, Ang, it's easy to say anything else, this kind of thing, you can't say it."

"Okay, okay, don't ask, in the future, Uncle Zhang, you won't have my big nephew in person, ah, let's go, don't look for me if you have something to do."

"Hey, you," Professor Zhang knew that he owed the family favor, so he quickly eased his face and said reluctantly: "Who dares to say anything behind his back about his affairs with the eldest lady, why did he suddenly ask this?" Is it related to your brother's letter? ”

"No, it has nothing to do with that," Wei Qingyun said categorically: "I'm just wondering, my master has such a big incident, why didn't my master come to take a look." ”

"It's your master's fault for this."

"Blame my master?"

"Or else? Can you blame the eldest lady? ”

Hehe, a big lady, is really the head of her mother's family.

"What did my master do wrong to make such a fuss?"

"Hey, man, sometimes it's inevitable that you can't control yourself, okay, don't ask, get out of here, if you let the eldest lady know that we are discussing this behind our backs, there will be no good fruit for me to eat."

When Wei Qingyun heard it, this is almost the same. Man? Can't control yourself? It seems that I guessed correctly.

Wei Qingyun came out of the secret base, returned to a safe house in Yancheng as soon as possible, turned on the computer and connected to the Internet, and sure enough, more than a dozen emails were waiting for him anxiously. It was all sent by Lin Xiaohu.

Wei Qingyun copied the email, deleted the original, and disconnected the network, only then did he open a decipherment software and transcribe all the emails.

Wei Qingyun clicked on the latest email - Eko Yamamoto was arrested and escaped from prison?

It's still hard to stop, the workload has been a bit too much in the past few months, hey, it's time to take a vacation for yourself.

Wei Qingyun continued to look through other emails, and as soon as he read about Xie Lingyan's injury, he heard the mobile phone on the table vibrate several times in a row.

The first message is from Air China, tomorrow at 9 a.m., the ticket information from Yancheng Airport to Narita International Airport.

"Dear Mr. Lin Xiaoxiong......"

The last two are all sent by Hong Tianbao, one is Mr. Lin Xiaoxiong's electronic identity card and the electronic document of the international passport, as well as the digital certificate of the two documents. There is also a piece of hotel reservation information.

Just as Wei Qingyun received the email, a receipt message was transmitted to Lin Xiaohu's mobile phone, and he immediately notified Hong Tianbao.

A few minutes later, Wei Qingyun became Mr. Lin Xiaoxiong.

"Huh."