The burn marks on the titanium alloy table top were still glowing blue, and Mou Xuan's military boots had crushed the frosted surveillance chip.
When law enforcement pilot Zou bent over, his tactical vest made a metallic friction sound, and his hand holding the ultraviolet scanner was shaking - there were clearly two overlapping palm prints on the liquid nitrogen protective layer of the freezer door lock.
"It's like someone reached into the fourth-dimensional pocket." Mu Xuan picked up the semi-solidified nitrogen crystals with the tip of the dagger. There were black diamonds the size of sesame seeds wrapped in the ice.
Chen Yao suddenly grabbed his sleeve. The barcode on the side of the incubator was decomposing into silver-gray spores, floating towards the glowing longitude and latitude lines on Cui's collar.
When legal scholar Meng pushed open the blast-proof door with the holographic code, he ran into opinion leader Fan who was bandaging member Liang's palm.
The latter's palm was embedded with a bituminous substance, and every time it twitched, it would ooze out the unique smell of preservatives in the meat processing factory's cold storage.
"According to the newly revised Article 3700..." Scholar Meng had just opened his mouth when the aftermath of the explosion shook the code out of his hand. The legal provisions suspended in the air suddenly twisted into the shape of a DNA chain.
"Old Meng, your laws can't even scan a QR code to find a compensation plan." Mou Xuan suddenly pierced the suspended article with the tip of a dagger, and surveillance images from three hundred time and space flashed in the splashing data stream.
Chen Yao noticed that in every picture there was a hand wearing a jade ring, reaching out to the cold storage door from different angles.
Law enforcement pilot Zou suddenly fired three shots at the ventilation duct.
Amid the sparks created by the silencer bullet rubbing against the metal surface, half of a pass corroded by quantum lines fell down.
Blood was oozing from the number column, and immediately condensed into anti-gravity ice cones when it dripped onto the titanium alloy floor - this was clearly an old version of the ID card that had just been scrapped last week.
"Someone within the alliance can modify the space-time anchor point." As Mou Xuan spoke, the burn mark on the circuit board behind his ear suddenly became hot, and the undried coffee stains on the conference table instantly evaporated into a star map.
Chen Yao caught two drops with a data blocker, and the liquid display screen immediately popped up the surveillance record from seven hours ago: in the corridor that should have been empty, the shadow of member Liang had an extra tail than the real body.
Propaganda officer Cui suddenly rushed in holding a holographic loudspeaker, and the legal propaganda words turned into intermittent Morse code under the interference of quantum patterns.
When Mou Xuan squinted his eyes and translated the two key words "cold chain vehicle" and "jade", the sound of tracks squeaking over ice suddenly came from the ceiling of the warehouse.
The moment law enforcement pilot Zou broke open the safety window, everyone saw three transport vehicles without wheels floating outside the quantum barrier, and the jade ring logo welded on the front of the vehicles perfectly overlapped with the surveillance footage.
"Follow the ice." Mou Xuan suddenly inserted the dagger into the ground, and the space-time bubbles wrapped around the frozen meat fragments formed a glowing path.
Chen Yao pulled off her headband and wrapped it around his wrist, and the nanosensors on the inside of the headband immediately resonated with the quantum patterns.
When they reached the seventh time-space jump point, blood-red longitude and latitude lines suddenly burst out from Cui's collar, illuminating the entire alley like the inner cavity of a circuit board.
It was at this moment that the black shadow appeared.
The man was wrapped in a nano-cloak that could refract surveillance signals, and the emerald ring on his index finger joint flashed an ominous green light.
Law enforcement pilot Zou was about to launch the locator, but found that his tactical gloves were breaking down into barcode fragments.
The moment Mou Xuan threw out the time-space bubble, the black shadow suddenly turned around to reveal a face covered with quantum lines - the facial features were clearly those of the patrol team member who had just died three days ago.
"His vital signs are still in the West District Medical Cabin!" Chen Yao suddenly screamed. The holographic medical record that popped up on her watch produced a rejection reaction with the quantum patterns of the figure in front of her.
The black shadow took the opportunity to throw out a frozen meat bag. The preservative mist sprayed out of the bag contained the coordinate parameters of three hundred time and space.
The burn mark behind Mou Xuan's ear suddenly spread to his carotid artery, and the flow of time split into parallel grids in his pupils.
When he grabbed the shadow's cloak in the crack of the eighth layer of space and time, the sudden burst of light from the emerald ring left a strange pattern on everyone's retina - it was clearly the bloody and fleshy code that grew on the legal text.
When the strong light dissipated, all that remained where the black shadow had originally stood was a cold space-time vortex, with half a corroded copy of the "Wartime Rationing System" amendment floating in the center of the vortex.
Chen Yao used a data blocker to fish it out, but found that the words "three tons" in the article were melting into asphalt, seeping into the blood vessels composed of quantum patterns along her fingertips.
(Setting up suspense) Mou Xuan suddenly pressed the hot mark behind his ear, and his time ability simultaneously issued a sharp alarm in three hundred times and spaces.
When everyone followed the asphalt traces and broke through the explosion-proof door of the spare warehouse, the tracking signals that should have existed were suddenly annihilated in the third quadrant of the four-dimensional coordinate axis - it was as if an invisible hand forcibly folded the entire physical world's chain of evidence into a garbled layer of legal texts.
The sound of the tracks crushing the ice suddenly turned into a high-frequency buzzing sound.
When Mou Xuan pulled Chen Yao by the back of the collar and rolled her behind the steel frame, three diamond-shaped freezing bullets brushed past the tactical vest of law enforcement pilot Zou and were nailed into the wall.
The explosion-proof coating that was hit crystallized instantly, and light blue preservative mist seeped out from the spider-web-like cracks.
"Thirty degrees southeast!" Chen Yao's scream was mixed with the roar of deformed metal.
The nanosensor on her wrist suddenly burst into sparks, reflecting seven blurry figures suspended outside the quantum barrier - light spots similar to legal provisions flowed on the surface of those guys' combat uniforms, and every time they moved, an afterimage of the "Wartime Management Regulations" would remain on their retinas.
Law enforcement pilot Zou knocked over the shelves to use as a cover, and ice flowers formed on his tactical gloves as soon as they touched the aluminum alloy beam. "Their weapons will rewrite the laws of physics!" He roared and threw the locator into the air, but when he pulled the trigger, he found that the trajectory of the bullet turned strangely in the direction where the legal provisions were suspended.
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