A foul smell suddenly emanated from the garbage station in the back alley of the Jinlou building on Tang Street. As Tang Ren pinched his nose and searched for expired barbecued pork, his shovel suddenly hit a hard object - a half-meter-tall bronze Guanyin statue floated out of the swill, its surface covered with dark red rust spots.
"This... this is the trademark of the Lin Group." Qin Feng used a tactical dagger to scrape off the rust. The microscope showed that it was actually a cluster of condensed nanomachines. "Each... each machine carries hemoglobin decomposing enzymes."
As soon as Su Chen's scalpel touched the rust, blood-like streaks suddenly appeared on the blade. The system alarm rang: "A targeted gene-editing virus has been detected, and the target is AB type RH negative blood." He looked up suddenly, "Where is the deceased?"
Amid the sirens, Kuntai's roar shocked the crows away: "The internet celebrity 'Cyber Yang Guifei' who disappeared three months ago!" The zipper of the body bag was stuck, revealing half of the face that was corroded into bronze by nano-rust, and the skin behind the ear was left with an unfinished phoenix tattoo.
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Under the ultraviolet light of the morgue, the chest of the corpse suddenly rose and fell on its own. Tang Ren was so frightened that he knocked over the cinnabar powder, and a holographic projection emerged in the red mist - the virtual image of Boss Lin was reciting the Diamond Sutra, and the patterns on his cassock were actually flowing binary codes.
"He...he programmed the nanomachine!" Qin Feng called up the micro-CT scan of the corpse, and the lungs were full of miniature Buddha-shaped structures. "Each...each Buddha-shaped structure stores a different version of the algorithm for the curse of the past."
Su Chen used a laser pen to remove the nano-rust layer, revealing the bronze watch movement embedded in the chest. When the second hand passed twelve o'clock, the corpse's throat suddenly trembled, and it chanted the "Song of Everlasting Regret" reconstructed by the sound pattern. The system recognized that the rhythm of the pronunciation was consistent with the frequency of the shock wave of the laboratory explosion three years ago.
"This... this is a consciousness resonance device." The forensic doctor used tweezers to clamp the biological crystal between the gears, "Use... use sound waves to activate dormant nanomachines."
Tang Ren's AR glasses suddenly started playing a live broadcast of selling goods. In the screen, "Cyber Yang Guifei" was promoting the bronze Guanyin: "Family members! Please respect the Bodhisattva of technology to keep you safe!" He was horrified to find that all single user IPs corresponded to AB type RH negative blood holders.
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When raiding the underground foundry, the three teams encountered a robotic arm that was 3D printing bronze Buddha statues. Each Buddha statue had a nanomachine capsule embedded between its eyebrows, and the base was engraved with different passages from the Heart Sutra. Tang Ren used a peach wood sword to split the control console, and the flying sparks formed a mandala totem in the air.
"This... this is a genetic resonance array!" Qin Feng's gloves were scorched by the electric current. "It uses... the sound wave frequency of the Heart Sutra to activate specific gene sequences!"
Su Chen inserted the scalpel into the coolant pipe, and the handle projected the entire criminal network: the remnants of the Lin family distributed nano-machines through live broadcasts. When AB type RH negative blood users recited Buddhist scriptures, the machines in their bodies would construct miniature Buddha temples, gradually transforming the hosts into bronze puppets.
Tang Ren suddenly pointed at his live broadcast account and screamed: "When did I become the number one seller?!" The background data showed that he sold 999 Guanyin statues last night, and the reward he received was a virtual relic made of nanomachines.
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The centrifuge in the forensic laboratory suddenly went out of control, and the separated nanomachines reassembled themselves in the culture dish. When Su Chen froze them with liquid nitrogen, they actually formed the fingerprint pattern of the mentor. The system traced back the data flow and found that all the Buddhist scripture codes were mixed with the firewall key of the laboratory three years ago.
"Teacher... used the Shurangama Mantra to encrypt the consciousness backup!" When Qin Feng cracked the voiceprint lock, the corridor suddenly rang with the sound of chanting. The cleaning lady's radio automatically played the Great Compassion Mantra, and the sound waves triggered the nanomachine in Tang Ren's pocket to wake up.
When Kuntai led the team into the chanting site, the believers were twitching synchronously - their eyeballs gradually became metal, and the vibration frequency of their vocal cords resonated with the bronze Guanyin. Tang Ren used a loudspeaker to play "The Most Dazzling National Style" to disrupt the rhythm, and the believers suddenly danced in the square, and the nano-rusting stopped temporarily.
"This... this is using sound waves to fight sound waves!" Su Chen injected magnetic fluid into the unconscious believer, "Nano... nano machines will be disturbed by magnetic fields of specific frequencies!"
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The final showdown at the abandoned astronomical observatory unfolds. The remnants of the Lin clan use a radio telescope to send Buddhist scripture codes to the back of the moon, attempting to activate the nanomachines in the bodies of believers around the world. Tang Ren climbs up the parabolic antenna to spread cinnabar, and is burned half of his eyebrows by the high-voltage arc.
"You...you want to create the Vairocana virus!" Qin Feng smashed the control console with an electromagnetic pulse gun, "You want to...want to turn all species into bronze puppets!"
Su Chen inserted the scalpel into the main server, and the system began to reverse compile the quantum Buddhist scriptures. When the progress bar reached 99%, the mentor's projection suddenly appeared: "The real way to go requires a burning house!" The entire terrace was ablaze with blue flames - the nanomachines reassembled into a seated statue of Sakyamuni in the high temperature.
Tang Ren picked up a fire hydrant and rushed towards the Buddha statue: "Let me let you have a taste of my nectar!" The moment the high-pressure water flow shattered the Buddha statue, 100,000 believers regained consciousness at the same time, and the nano-rust chips they coughed up formed a lotus totem in the air.
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At the celebration party for the case, Tang Ren's bronze right hand was still twitching - he grabbed the nanomachine with his bare hands, causing some metal to seep into his blood. Qin Feng's new tactical glasses can see through the frequency of sound waves, and at this moment he was staring at the faint bronze blood vessels on Su Chen's white coat.
As fireworks lit up the night sky, a strange message suddenly popped up on Su Chen's system. The relay station on the back of the moon sent back a set of Buddhist scripture codes, which turned out to be a countdown image before the laboratory explosion three years ago. In the last frame, half a bronze face flashed across the safe house that should have been empty.
(A new shadow is gathering)
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