Chapter 158: Gambling on truth and falsehood: Decisions in the fog of intelligence



The air in the control room suddenly vibrated, and the silver lines on Mou Xuan's collarbone began to flow.

While the afterimage of him disappearing from the spot was still lingering on everyone's retinas, the sound of metal collision was heard outside the safe house.

In the cracks of time, Mou Xuan stared at the vending machine under the awning of a convenience store five hundred meters away. The seventh row of shelves that had been knocked crooked by Messenger Qi three days ago was now facing the main entrance of the Alliance safe house.

The moment he returned to reality, Mou Xuan grabbed Envoy Qi's tactical vest and threw him against the wall: "The gyroscope you used to modify the mechanical pigeon, is it a military product you got from the black market last week?"

Chen Yao's electromagnetic pulse gun was already against Messenger Qi's jaw, and the barrel was buzzing due to the rapid charging.

The always impetuous courier smiled and said, "The road surface where the military trucks pass by will leave behind a unique high-frequency resonance wave. Among the three pigeons I released, one of them particularly likes to chase after these ripples and peck for food."

The holographic map suddenly flickered, and the blue light spots representing enemy reconnaissance aircraft began to shake irregularly.

Mou Xuan let go of his hand and looked at the red mark on Envoy Qi's neck caused by the tactical vest: "I'll give you eight hours."

When the fake material transportation route was implanted into the enemy's communication network, Chen Yao was injecting liquid nitrogen into the freezing bomb.

She watched Mou Xuan use his time ability to repeatedly calibrate the angle of the electromagnetic barrier. The blood stains on his tactical gloves condensed into dark red ice crystals in the low temperature.

"There are two sets of thermal energy reactions in the southwest direction." Analyst Yu's voice trembled with a rare tremor. In the surveillance footage in front of him, strange steam was coming out of the abandoned subway station that should have been empty.

Inspector Cai suddenly raised the ultraviolet lamp, and in the shadow under Ren Shirong's treatment bed, half of a capsule with teeth marks was emitting a faint glow.

Mou Xuan pulled open the safety pin of the electromagnetic barrier, and the silver light of the time power and Chen Yao's freezing bomb exploded at the same time.

When the disguised transport convoy turned into an ice crystal storm five hundred meters away, the real spore trap had already sneaked into the East District cold storage along the underground drainage network.

"They've taken the bait!" Messenger Qi's mechanical carrier pigeon broke through the bulletproof glass of the safe house, with half a burnt data cable entangled in its claws.

On the holographic map, the red marks representing the enemy were frantically rushing towards the wrong blasting coordinates.

Chen Yao suddenly pressed down on Mou Xuan's bleeding collarbone. The coolness of the medical gel mixed with the warmth of her palm: "You deliberately overloaded your time power for three seconds in order to cause a phase deviation in the electromagnetic barrier?"

In the blue light of the all-clear, Mou Xuan looked down and saw that the ice on the side of Chen Yao's military boots was melting.

This man, who was always calm to the point of being cruel, allowed himself for the first time to rub the hair behind her ear with the back of his bloody hand.

As the alliance members cheered and counted the spoils, Inspector Cai silently handed the deciphered enemy communication records to Mou Xuan.

On the last page of the cryptographic map, next to a coordinate that had been repeatedly scrawled was a winged python symbol - that was the totem that had appeared in the sky above the nuclear explosion point that had caused Mou Xuan's death three months ago.

The heavy rain outside the safe house stopped at some point. Mou Xuan looked at the distorted moonlight on the glass curtain wall. The metallic clanging sounds of Chen Yao adjusting her guns could be heard regularly behind him.

An encrypted email notification suddenly popped up on the console, and the sender column clearly showed the number of a comrade-in-arms whom he had buried with his own hands in his previous life.

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