Mou Xuan's fingertips rolled over the edge of the candy wrapper, and the electronic ink exuded a rusty smell as the mycelium entangled it.
The crisp sound of the neon tubes exploding was still vibrating my eardrums. The melted cream from the celebration cake was dripping down the corner of the table, condensing on the ground into the shape of the seventh star of the Big Dipper.
"Chief Qi just replaced the chip for the patrol team last month." Assistant Liao squatted on the ground and picked up half a piece of fluorescent moss with tweezers. His young face was illuminated by the incandescent light of the cold storage. "But this pattern..."
The pattern of the military boots was abnormally clear in the rubbing of the ice wall, and Mou Xuan's mycelium suddenly drilled into the ventilation duct.
On that snowy night in her previous life, Chen Yao had used this kind of ice crystal trap to kill a stalker - her eyelashes were covered with ice at the time and she said that the diamond spacing of the military anti-slip pattern should be 2.3 mm.
Now the rubbing on the wall is 3 mm thick.
"Bring the list of materials from Warehouse No. 3." Mou Xuan's mycelium suddenly turned at the vent and brought back a few orange-flavored rainbow candy crumbs.
When he said the word "supplies", the mucus on the back of the candy wrapper suddenly glowed with phosphorescence, and the seven supernatural codes began to rearrange themselves like startled fireflies.
Assistant Liao's computer suddenly popped up an alarm, and he stepped back in panic, knocking over the liquid nitrogen tank: "This is impossible!
The cold storage temperature record shows... "
Mou Xuan's pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip.
The hyphae wrapped in the liquid nitrogen tank was thrown towards the shelf in the southeast corner, and eighteen overlapping footprints emerged in the extremely cold fog.
Those footprints were devouring the white frost condensed in the cold storage, just like the mutant jellyfish that devoured his sister in his previous life.
"There was a living heat source here three hours ago." Chen Yao's voice came from the beam above her head. The sight of her hanging upside down on the ice ridge almost made Assistant Liao drop the detector.
The ice crystal dagger was pressing against a melting surveillance camera, "but there were only blue screen snowflakes in the surveillance memory."
Mou Xuan's mycelium suddenly pierced his temple.
The ripples of time going back made the iron door of the cold storage appear in a double image, and he saw himself standing here and frowning twenty-five minutes ago - and the tip of the hyphae of that "self" was stained with a peacock blue scale that shouldn't exist.
The electronic clock in the real cold storage suddenly rang to tell the time.
When Assistant Liao looked down at his watch, Mou Xuan had already crushed the third floor tile in the southeast corner with mycelium.
The old bloodstains were developed into a map under the illumination of mycelium - it was the air-raid shelter route map that he had exchanged with Chief Qi for twenty tons of diesel.
"Go to Zheng Moushi and ask for the maintenance records of the mechanical spiders in the last three days." Mou Xuan suddenly pressed the candy wrapper into the sweaty palm of his assistant. The seven ability codes had been spelled out in the shape of the handle of the Big Dipper. "By the way, ask the medical department who has taken over the peacock blue inhibitor."
Chen Yao's ice crystals froze the assistant's trembling fingers at this moment.
When the peacock blue scales were held under the breathing light, the tiny lines suddenly began to flow, forming a secret code used by a certain organization to mark its prey - exactly the same pattern as the scalpel that had been used to cut open his abdomen in his previous life.
From deep inside the cold storage came the sharp sound of mycelium rubbing against metal.
The hem of Mou Xuan's suit moved without wind. He stared at the fresh blood scabs in the ventilation duct, and a clicking sound like the winding of a clock came from his throat.
The time ability caused double images to appear on his retina, and he saw a dark figure using a robotic arm to stick electronic tags on the cold meat packaging boxes.
The label barcode flashes in retrospective vision with the rhythm of Morse code.
When Mou Xuan in reality reached out to grab that spot, the entire row of shelves suddenly collapsed.
Chen Yao's ice shield froze the flying steel frame at the last second, and an arrow made of peacock blue scales emerged from the dust, pointing directly to a welding point on the ceiling of the cold storage that was leaking water.
"Help me connect to the 12-second time anchor point." Mou Xuan suddenly untied his tie and wrapped it around his right hand. As the mycelium emerged from his fingers, it carried the bitter almond smell of nitroglycerin. "After three seconds, I will fire seven shots at your two o'clock position."
Before Assistant Liao could reach for his pistol, Chen Yao's ice crystal bullets had already shattered the iron sheet where the water was leaking.
When old ice mixed with electronic components rained down, Mou Xuan's hyphae pulled out half of a chip that was being demagnetized in the cracks of time - on it was engraved the orbit of the third star of the Big Dipper with nanometers, as well as half of the snake-shaped brand that he had seen on the back of the traitor's neck in his previous life.
The cold storage alarm suddenly sounded.
The moment the backup lighting came on, all the hyphae pointed towards the sewage pipe in the northeast corner.
Mou Xuan's leather shoes rolled over the sparking chip, leaving the mark of the Beidou Tianshu star on the steel floor, and those peacock blue arrows were pointing to the abandoned subway station highlighted with a red circle on the air-raid shelter map.
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The rust from the sewage pipe fell on Mou Xuan's shoulders, and the Big Dipper symbol wrapped with mycelium glowed with a cold blue light in the darkness.
Assistant Liao held up a modified ultraviolet searchlight, and when the beam swept across the cracks in the concrete, it startled a group of electronic fireflies - the rhythm of the flapping wings of those fingernail-sized mechanical insects was exactly the same as the Morse code of the cold storage chip.
"The third star of the Big Dipper corresponds to Yaoguang." Mou Xuan suddenly used hyphae to draw a star map on the water-soaked wall. The peacock blue scales vibrated at a high frequency in his palm. "But the star track angle here is offset by 0.7 degrees."
Assistant Liao hurriedly took out his tablet to take notes, and the tip of his pen pierced the virtual keyboard.
The young investigator didn't notice that the rainbow candy crumbs on the soles of his shoes were melting, forming strange orange-yellow vortices in the water.
When the vortex touched Mou Xuan's mycelium, the translucent filaments suddenly straightened into eighteen steel needles.
"Don't move!"
Mou Xuan's low shout startled the entire swarm of electronic fireflies.
In the remaining light tracks of their wings, the Big Dipper map on the wall suddenly twisted into a spiral symbol - it was exactly the death totem he saw in the traitor's pupils on that snowy night in his previous life.
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