Double evil in the business district

Chapter 439 Xiao Yue's Investigation: Preliminary Investigation into the Theft of Scientific and Technological Achievements

Xiao Yue's protective boots rolled over the glass fragments on the ground, and the friction between the soles of the shoes and the bulletproof glass made a sharp whine.

She took off the protective mask with honeycomb-shaped holes corroded by the spore mist. As the blue light of the wedding ring swept across the dome of the laboratory, the genetic spiral reflected on the curved glass was turning into a data stream and dissipating, splashing tiny fluorescent lights like a popped soap bubble.

"The last complete backup of the quantum entanglement monitoring system was 72 hours ago." Her fingertips brushed the edge of the console, her nano-gloves scraping off a few grains of metal dust reeking of gunpowder. "Someone has used bioelectricity to overwrite the iris verification record." "Inside the violently disassembled server chassis, twelve synaptic conduction chips shattered like the corpse of a crushed beetle."

The incubation chamber in the southeast corner of the laboratory was still oozing lavender condensate. When Xiao Yue squatted down, the blue light of the wedding ring suddenly reflected three afterimages at the crack of the chamber.

She tore off the electronic kapok vines wrapped around the culture tube and found that the half-melted low-temperature label still had her father's unique wavy signature - the signature that should have appeared on the first generation experimental sample that was destroyed last week.

"Director Xiao!" "Researcher Zhao's white coat was stained with fluorescent blue spore powder. He backed up and bumped into the magnetic levitation cart. The neurotoxin inhibitors on the test tube racks jingled. "The data cleaning procedure is... is in accordance with the safety manual..."

A dark red light flashed in Xiao Yue's mechanical prosthetic eye, and the biometric system detected the abnormal acceleration of the other party's carotid artery pulse.

She held the condensation-stained chip between them, watching the ripples of fear that exploded in his pupils. "Teacher Zhao taught me that cracking the genetic lock requires three sets of dynamic keys." The electronic kapok, frozen brittle by liquid nitrogen, suddenly exploded in the incubator, and a metal petal landed on his trembling left ring finger—where a fresh scar from a circular burn was found.

The laboratory's emergency lighting began to flash, and Xiao Yue heard the tracker on the back of his neck beeping.

The resonant frequency of the electronic kapok in the Finance Department is being transmitted through the bone marrow, generating quantum entanglement with the genetic spiral that has not yet dissipated in the corner of the wall.

When Zhang Baoan rushed in with a pulse detector, she was using her wedding ring to cut open the secret compartment at the bottom of the incubator. The blue light reflected twenty-eight bullet holes arranged in the pattern of the Shen family's military emblem.

"Director Xiao, the spore concentration in the ventilation system has exceeded the permitted level by 300 times." Zhang Baoan's voiceprint reader suddenly sounded an alarm, and the electromagnetic adsorption device on his tactical boots was collecting the shell fragments scattered on the ground. "These ballistic traces...are the latest nano-armor-piercing bullets circulating on the black market."

Xiao Yue's clavicle chip suddenly heated up, and when she pulled open her collar, she saw the biological code under her skin being reorganized.

A holographic clock hovered above his retina, its scarlet countdown showing 1003 hours remaining until the core technology was leaked.

When the three-dimensional ballistic model sent by Detective Chen overlapped with Shen's transportation route map, she suddenly pressed her throbbing temples - in those tampered security records, the time of Researcher Zhao's iris verification was exactly the same as the maintenance log of Shen Ting's robotic arm.

The laser barrier at the emergency exit suddenly turned blood red, and Xiao Yue's wedding ring cracked amid the alarm.

The moment the blue light leaked into the fingerprint lock, she saw the spore mist in the ventilation duct gathering into the quantum cloud model in her father's laboratory.

When the last bit of sanity was about to be torn apart by the resonant frequency, the laboratory's explosion-proof door suddenly leaked out a golden bioelectric current - that was Shen Ting's mechanical prosthesis vibrating at a frequency unique to cracking the genetic lock.

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The moment Shen Ting's mechanical prosthesis penetrated the laboratory's explosion-proof door, the golden bioelectric current wrapped around Xiao Yue's wrist like a living thing.

The beeping of the tracker on the back of her neck suddenly turned into a low-frequency vibration, and the quantum resonance frequencies that were about to tear her nerves were precisely tuned into soothing microwaves.

"The respiratory rate has exceeded the warning value for 37 seconds." Shen Ting's nano-combat suit still had the unique low-temperature frost of a space elevator. As his mechanical knuckles clasped Xiao Yue's trembling wrist, the reorganized code of her clavicle chip flashed across his tactical eyepiece. "Excessive intake of central nervous system inhibitors can cause quantum brain area overload."

The iris patterns of Xiao Yue's mechanical prosthetic eye flickered, and the holographic countdown projected on the retina suddenly stopped when it touched Shen Ting's military-grade biofield.

She grabbed the man's forearm, which was adorned with a neural connector. The blue light from the cracks in her wedding ring intertwined with the gilded current of the prosthetic limb, forming a DNA double helix. "At 2:00 AM last Wednesday, there were traces of plasma cutting in your military-grade repair shop."

The emergency lighting in the laboratory dome suddenly returned to normal. The moment Shen Ting took off his tactical eyepiece, Xiao Yue saw six overlapping military emblem watermarks deep in his irises - that was the quantum key of the Shen Group's highest authority.

His stardust-stained thumb traced the burn marks on her clavicle chip and projected the verification records of the three dynamic keys directly onto her retina. "The night the munitions transport vehicle was hijacked, someone used my bio-frequency band to open the genetic lock."

Zhang Baoan's pulse detector suddenly issued a shrill alarm. When everyone turned around, they found that the monitoring terminal was leaking fluorescent blue liquid.

The surveillance video on the holographic projection screen was missing a key segment of 23 minutes and 17 seconds, and the electronic kapok surveillance footage in the Finance Department corridor was replaced by the quantum cloud model of Xiao's father's laboratory ten years ago.

"The missing portion covers three safety buffer zones." Detective Chen's augmented reality gloves were reconstructing the trajectory model. The three-dimensional map suspended in the air suddenly cracked into spiderweb-like patterns. "The other party used a military-grade information annihilation bomb, which can generate 800TB of garbage data per second."

Xiao Yue's nano gloves left five concave fingerprints on the operating table. When she called up the maintenance records from last week, she found that Researcher Zhao's iris verification records had extended tiny data tentacles, quietly eroding the maintenance log of Shen Ting's robotic arm.

Suddenly, a test tube exploded in the corner of the laboratory. The hem of Researcher Zhao's white coat swept over the magnetic levitation cart, and thirty neurotoxin inhibitors formed a strange Möbius strip on the ground.

"Director Xiao! The ventilation system..." Zhang Baoan's voiceprint recognition device suddenly went black, and the shell fragments absorbed by his tactical boots automatically arranged into the pattern of the Shen family's military emblem.

The moment he pulled out the electromagnetic pulse gun, Detective Chen's augmented reality gloves suddenly grabbed a cloud of evaporating spores in mid-air - the quantum topological structure of half a fingerprint was solidified in it.

When the blue light of Xiao Yue's wedding ring swept across the fingerprint afterimage, Shen Ting's mechanical prosthesis suddenly unfolded into an octagonal analyzer.

Under a quantum microscope wrapped in gold-plated electric current, trace amounts of graphene tissue fluid emerged from the grooves of the fingerprint - this is exactly the nanorobot lubricant circulated on the black market in the military supplies theft case last week.

"The 92.7% match for the biopheromone came from Incubation Chamber No. 3." Lawyer Zhou's holographic code hovered above the evidence, as rigorous forensic identification procedures deconstructed the fingerprint's quantum code. "According to the supplementary provisions of Article 47 of the Frontier Technology Protection Act, this type of genetic marker can only come from Class A confidential personnel."

Xiao Yue's mechanical prosthetic eye suddenly focused automatically, and the retinal projection suspect screening system popped up seventeen rotating DNA models.

When the third gene spiral completely overlapped with the fingerprint residue, the tracker on the back of her neck suddenly converted the pain signal into a shudder - the seventh name on the list, flashing red, was the number of the first generation researcher who should have been reduced to ashes in the explosion of her father's laboratory.

The bulletproof glass of the laboratory suddenly reflected a distorted human figure. When Xiao Yue turned around, she saw that Researcher Zhao's protective mask was dissolving.

The burn scar on his left ring finger oozed out a fluorescent blue liquid, which became quantum entangled with Lawyer Zhou's holographic code the moment it dripped onto the ground.

Shen Ting's military-grade biofield suddenly unfolded into a protective shield, isolating the sudden gamma-ray burst outside the nanoscale force field.

"There are 712 hours left." Xiao Yue bit her tongue to stay awake and encrypted the list of suspects into a quantum key and implanted it into her wedding ring.

As her mechanical prosthetic eye's iris locked onto the flickering question mark at the end of the list, the bullet holes in the secret compartment on the bottom floor of the incubator suddenly began to rearrange themselves - this time showing a countdown pattern of the last three seconds before the explosion in her father's laboratory.