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The projector in the Criminal Investigation Division cast the login interface of the Dark Web onto the wall, as a dozen technical officers worked to crack the fifth layer of the dynamic key. Chen Nuo's fingers unconsciously brushed against the evidence bag containing the SD Card, a micro-storage device extracted from the deceased's stomach, still stained with pale yellow gastric fluid.
"I found it!"
The Technical Chief, wearing Blue Light Glasses, suddenly slammed his hand on the table. "They are using Neural Pulse Live Streaming Technology. The last Death Live Streaming was just a preliminary test."
Amidst the cascading lines of code on the screen, a blood-red skull icon emerged. Su Yu's Thermal Cup tilted unexpectedly, spilling Goji Tea and leaving brown stains on the evidence report.
In the surveillance video, the pupil of the Seventh Victim was undergoing abnormal dilation, with iris patterns flickering and distorting like a malfunctioning display screen.
Forensic Old Zhang removed his rubber gloves, revealing fingertips wrinkled from being soaked in Formaline. "All the corpses have nano-level bite marks on their necks; it appears to be an implantation injury from some kind of brain-machine interface." He held up a microscope photo, where black residues in the skin tissue glimmered with an eerie metallic sheen under polarized light.
The SWAT Captain's Tactical Tablet suddenly buzzed; on the Three-Dimensional Terrain Map, seventeen red dots were gathering at an abandoned Biochemical Research Institute on the outskirts of the city. As he pushed open the rusted blast door, a damp, moldy smell mixed with fresh blood filled the air—thirty Cryo Chambers were arranged in a star formation, droplets of water condensing on their lids reflecting dark red emergency lights.
"This is not a game; it's a consciousness execution ground."
Lin Pei tore away the Neural Connection Cable from the Seventh Capsule, and pale blue Nutrient Solution dripped down her forearm. The temples of the Youth in the Pod were embedded with eight tungsten probes, and a timer on their chest displayed a countdown of 72 hours, with veins beneath their skin bulging into bizarre circuit-like patterns.
At midnight, an alarm from the Cybersecurity Bureau blared abruptly, as traffic on the Dark Web surged to an unprecedented 300% peak. In the Live Broadcast, five hundred Participants were trapped in an endlessly replicating glass maze; their screams had been processed through voice modulation, transforming into a chilling electronic symphony.
Danmu flooded across the screen like a crimson storm: [This time, the odds are thrilling], [I want to see that doctor in a white coat die first].
The sparks flew from the Technical Chief's Keyboard, as data within the Holographic Projection of the Virtual City began to collapse. A Decryption File sent by the Hacker Alliance played automatically, with a Mechanical Voice stating: "Maze Core is the Judgment Court of a Quantum Superposition State. Every choice splits into new parallel worlds..."
The tip of Su Yu's pen punctured a scene photo, as time of death on the Forensic Report bizarrely began to reverse. When she touched the Neural Sensor inside the Evidence Box, countless fragments of memories flashed before her eyes—masked figures in bird-beak masks at the Judgment Court, melting Golden Balance, and her own shadow standing at the Defendant's Stand.
"They are using the Collective Unconscious to construct this execution ground!"
With a kick, Lin Pei smashed open a buzzing Server Cabinet, illuminating fresh bite marks on her neck with blue light from an auxiliary power source.
Twenty Brainwave Amplifiers were resonating, and suddenly the corpses on the Forensic Autopsy Table opened their eyes in unison, displaying the same countdown numbers on their retinas. The SWAT Captain's Night Vision Goggles malfunctioned, revealing an area fifty meters underground in the research facility with an abnormal heartbeat frequency.
As he broke through the concrete wall, under the Cold White Light lay three hundred Ice Coffins, each lid inscribed in blood with different countries' Legal Provisions. A Live Broadcast abruptly cut in with real-time footage of the police raid, causing the viewer count to surge past fifty million. The Danmu comments began to flood in: [How long can the bet hold?], [I want to see the female coroner skinned alive].
The Golden Balance of the Virtual Court started to tilt, with avatars of all viewers appearing in the Jury seats. "This isn't a battle of offense and defense; it's cognitive pollution!" The Technical Chief ripped off his burning Tactical Gloves, his palm print forming a data virus on the screen. When the Cybersecurity Bureau cut off the city's network, five hundred Cryo Chambers simultaneously released Pale Pink Gas, distorting the Electrocardiograms of the Participants into the shape of a gavel on the monitoring screen.
Lin Pei's Pistol jammed, and the bullet melted into liquid metal at the firing pin. She retaliated by stabbing her Tactical Dagger into the Server Terminal, splattering Cooling Liquid that crystallized into blood-red ice in midair. The red dots on the Holographic Map began to spiral in a Fibonacci sequence, and the Autopsy Report from the Forensic Laboratory flipped open by itself, each page revealing Su Yu's fingerprints.
Just as the gavel of the Virtual Court was about to fall, Su Yu suddenly snatched away the Technical Chief's Neural Sensor. Her pupils transformed into an eerie silver under the torrent of data: "They found me..." This phrase echoed from five hundred Participants simultaneously as a massive ERROR prompt flashed across the Live Broadcast.
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