Mou Xuan stared at the red chalk marks that kept multiplying at the feet of Propaganda Officer Cui, and the seventy-two hours of images in the time cracks flashed on his retina.
Chen Yao suddenly loosened her nails that were pinching his wrist, leaving three scratches on the leaking wall of the air-raid shelter.
"Last time in the B-area granary." Her voice was trembling with metallic friction. "When the mother stole the children's rations, everyone was reading the "Illustrated Guide to the Law of Supplies" on the wall."
The hexagonal clock in Mou Xuan's pupils suddenly froze - in the surveillance footage three days ago, the mother was pointing at the cartoon icon of "Emergency Evacuation" on the bulletin board, but in the manual held by the law enforcement team, the same icon was drawn as a shield with chains.
"It's not that the pictures are not vivid enough." Meng, a legal scholar, suddenly had a gleam in the dark. The cover of the code he was holding was oozing with asphalt-like substances. "It's that static images cannot present the multidimensionality of the law."
Chen Yao suddenly pulled off the silver chain around her neck, and the micro-projector in the pendant projected a holographic image on the wall.
The three-dimensional image of yesterday's conflict in Area D is being reconstructed on the screen: when the member surnamed Liang raised a wrench and smashed the public water tank, the "intentional damage" icon originally posted on the wall suddenly twisted into a piranha.
"We need to make them stand at the moment when the law takes effect." Mou Xuan knocked his knuckles on the rusty pipes in the air-raid shelter, shaking off three crystals. "Professor Meng, make an interactive holographic scroll of the 27 conflict cases from last month."
Propaganda member Cui suddenly drew a vortex on the code with chalk. When the red chalk dust floated into the holographic projection, the action of Liang member smashing the water tank suddenly split into six possible branches.
When his wrench was ten centimeters away from the water tank, the entire picture suddenly froze in icy blue.
"At this time, a multiple-choice question popped up." Fluorescent powder seeped out from Chen Yao's fingernails, outlining the option box in the void, "Option A: Continuing to destroy will trigger a third-level penalty; Option B: If you have hallucinations due to dehydration, you can apply..."
"It should be more bloody." Law enforcement pilot Zou suddenly stepped out from the shadows, the blood on his uniform was evaporating into mist, "Last time in the pilot in F area, when I used a tactical dagger to cut the thief's tendons, the onlookers understood 'corporal punishment' more deeply than listening to ten lectures."
Mou Xuan suddenly grabbed the crystallizing code, and the fragments of the picture in the time crack pierced into his palm: "Disassemble the law enforcement process into reversible scenario modules - Professor Meng is responsible for splitting the legal elements, and Cui Chuanchuan uses your talent for ghost stories to add plot branches to each module."
When the first set of holographic cases was projected on the C-area garbage disposal station, the seventeen members who were secretly dismantling the filters suddenly froze.
Six flashing circles of light appeared beneath their feet, each corresponding to a different consequence of their actions.
Propaganda Officer Cui stood on top of the sewage pipe, and his voice suddenly changed into the rich tone of a late-night radio host:
"Now you have picked up the third activated carbon filter - pay attention to the holographic projection on the left! If this is the raw material for the antipyretic medicine stolen for your sister who has a high fever..." The projection behind him immediately materialized a coughing little girl, "then a blue scale icon will appear above your head."
Liang suddenly threw away the wrench in his hand, and his pupils reflected the constantly reorganized legal flowchart: "So if I can find the medical area duty officer to testify within three seconds..."
"But if you want to stock up and resell——" Law enforcement pilot Zou's dagger suddenly drew a scarlet "prohibition" symbol in the void. The metal buckle of his uniform was absorbing the fear around him. "This scenario module will directly connect to the law enforcement team's pain empathy system."
Chen Yao stood on the vibrating ventilation duct and found that the legal publicity sample released yesterday was undergoing subtle changes.
The "Fairness" seal on the cover page of Area E no longer expanded, but split into two meshing gears.
When a member reached out and touched the virtual codex in the holographic projection, honey-colored light suddenly seeped out from the gaps between the gears.
"Pay attention to the seventh scenario module!" Legal scholar Meng suddenly shouted at the top of his voice. The code in his hand was automatically generating annotations. "When Wang the blacksmith chose to destroy the evidence with molten iron in the simulation scenario, the chain of legal requirements must be presented..."
Mou Xuan watched the afterimage of time after seventy-two hours shatter before his eyes, and suddenly grabbed the wrist of Propaganda Officer Cui who was about to grab the pink chalk.
Above their heads, a member who was simulating an "emergency evacuation" scenario was suddenly enveloped by a golden halo, and on the half-pack of compressed biscuits that fell out of his pocket, the piranha icon of "private property" was fading into an image of a mother fish protecting her cubs.
From deep within the air-raid shelter came the roar of supply boxes being stacked again, and Chen Yao's silver chain pendant suddenly began to heat up.
She turned her head and looked in the direction of Area D. The scale seals that were still dripping with blood yesterday were now splitting into countless rotating silver weights.
(Continuation)
When three mutant cockroaches fell from the sewage pipe into the holographic aperture, Liang's Adam's apple suddenly rolled violently.
His calloused palm was suspended five centimeters above the wrench, and the medical area attendant on duty in the projection was emerging from the void holding an electronic medical record book.
"My sister's antipyretic medicine..." The sweat beads on the back of Liang's neck dripped onto the activated carbon filter, evaporating with a sizzling sound and emitting white smoke with a sulfur smell.
Six scenario branches were spinning at his feet at the same time, and three of them, dotted lines leading to the green channel of the medical area, suddenly flashed.
Propaganda officer Cui at the top of the sewage pipe suddenly lowered his voice: "Now try to say Article 14 of the Emergency Rescue Law." The holographic projection behind him began to play the image of the little girl coughing out ice chips, and every cough shook off snowflakes made up of legal provisions.
"During the period when a relative is seriously ill..." Liang's pupils suddenly shrank into pinpoints, and the emergency lights on top of the air-raid shelter cut light and dark stripes on his face. "Can you apply for... apply for temporary requisition rights for supplies?"
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