It was a picture comparing two photographs.
The picture featured two separate individuals.
On the left was Lin Kerou, and on the right… was a man.
The man had rather deep set features and he seemed to be of a mixed descent.
He wore a riding suit that had a very British style about it. He held a straight posture and exuded a noble aura of the ancient West.
In the photograph, the man was looking straight ahead. He had dark hair and eyes, and his gaze was sharp and astute.
This was… Nico!
Li Beinian immediately recognized him.
And in the middle of these two people, there was a line of inscription.
The inscription made in white was especially obvious against the dark background.
Similarity 39.89%.
Similarity?
Li Beinian looked at the picture carefully and suddenly realized that there was yet another row of inscription.
It was at the bottom right corner, under Nico’s photo. The handwriting was small and unclear.
It was a row of inscription in English: Nico Rothschild.
Nico Rothschild.
Rothschild?
Li Beinian’s heartbeat quickened as she subconsciously thought of the huge pile of information that Mu Xichen had investigated.
Wasn’t the surname written on it… Rothshild:…?
When she made this connection to Nico, she was suddenly stunned.
The person she accidentally ran her car into, was actually from the Rothschild family, that she was now possibly connected to?
The mysterious and wealthy Rothschild family?
She had thought that Nico was just a British aristocrat who led a rather refined life……
Stunned, she immediately scrolled to the next photo.
The next photo was interesting.
It was of Lin Kerou.
In it, Lin Kerou wore a long white dress – in the style that was typically hers. She held a cane in her hand. There was a beautiful crown on the cane and a pair of wings in the middle.
In the centre of the pair of wings was an obvious blank space.
It looked as though something had been removed from it.
The space wasn’t big, but it was in a special position. It looked like it had lost its soul and wasn’t pretty.
Li Beinian couldn’t tell anything from this photo. She scrolled to the next one.
At first glance, the photo was exactly the same.
However, she very quickly realized the difference.
The first photo was slightly dimmer than the second. As for the rest…
Li Beinian scrolled back and forth twice before she found the clue!
While the cane in the first photo was plain, in the second photo, there was a diamond on it!
The diamond was very big, in fact it was huge and obviously very luxurious.
However, it was also obvious that it was PhotoShop-ed.
Although it did not look out of place, it was clearly manipulated. The color of the diamond and the color of the cane did not harmonize.
A ruby would have better suited it.
Li Beinian looked at the diamond and thought to herself.
She clicked on to the next photograph.
However, all of a sudden, Li Beinian stopped scrolling and her thoughts froze.
Ruby?
Why did she even think that it should have been a ruby?
This particular idea appeared to have come out of nowhere, but at the same time, there was a vague sense of that information in her mind.
However, her thoughts were like a flock of sheep that were trapped behind a barricade, running and jumping around, but not able to get out.
She must have hit on something critical!
Li Beinian’s frown deepened and her head throbbed.
What was this critical point she was missing?