After all, who doesn’t have a little secret
Host, why do I feel something is wrong
After 444 copied the recipe lists, he felt that the handwriting really looked like that of the host, who had a flourishing brush calligraphy.
Although these words are written with a ballpoint pen, the habit of writing will not change.
"Do I need to tell you that?"
Of course she couldn't fail to recognize her own handwriting.
She would also be able to see the formulas she had studied and her habits in dispensing medicine.
Su Qiao stared at the medicine formulas that were being circulated, and began to carefully recall all his memories in his mind.
"Xiao Qiao, come on, check if the USB drive can be used. If not, see if you can find a way to copy the contents."
After Professor Jiang calmed down a little, he suddenly remembered that he had a small USB flash drive, and his mood, which had just been calmed down, started boiling again.
"good!"
Su Qiao put down his backpack, took out a small smart computer the size of two palms, and started the backup power supply.
Seeing that it was inconvenient for her to stand, Professor Jiang ran over and brought her a chair to sit on.
Unfortunately, just as Su Qiao had guessed, the results after the scan were not ideal.
"It's been too long. The USB flash drive has been exposed to moisture and some parts have started to rust. The contents inside can no longer be read."
"Is there any possibility of recovery?" Professor Jiang looked at her expectantly, fearing that she would shake her head.
Su Qiao carefully examined the USB drive and thought for a moment: "I need to find some tools to repair it. Maybe I can copy the contents."
"Also, this thing is too low-end and doesn't match my computer. I guess I'll have to reconfigure the computer as well."
"Okay, then you fix it quickly." Professor Jiang breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it could be repaired and the contents inside could be copied, it would be worth it even if it took a little more time.
"I have to find some useful electronic accessories and tools first." Su Qiao stood up with the USB flash drive and went to some cabinets in the corner.
"This is something from over 500 years ago. Can she really repair it?"
"Who knows? Maybe it's just for show. After all, we came here with great difficulty. We have protected it for so long, so we should show its value, right?"
Although Su Qiao appeared extremely calm, everyone still had doubts about her abilities.
Ding Hongguang pointed to the place where the safe was found and said, "I am more curious whether there are other safes like this inside these walls."
When the others heard this, some of them were eager to tear down the wall, and even Professor Jiang's eyes lit up.
Gao Cheng shook his head and stopped them: "No need to tear down the wall. I have just checked all the walls and floors of the entire basement and found nothing else."
Everyone stopped thinking.
The captain is a ninth-level psychic. If he says no, then it definitely means no.
Seeing that everyone was doing nothing, Gao Cheng began to assign people to patrol and stand guard outside, and before it got dark, he led people to search the entire base, hoping to make other discoveries.
Soon, the only people left in the basement were Su Qiao, who was concentrating on dismantling the USB flash drive, Han, who was sitting aside in a daze, and Professor Jiang and his assistant Liu Yue, who were researching the medicine formula.
The four of them were doing their own things and it was quite quiet.
"Xiao Si, go check the plane ahead."
Su Qiao carefully sorted out his memory again and searched for a long time, but he couldn't find when he had written down the recipe and left it in the safe.