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On September 7, 2002, at 19:42, I injected the Church Ink sample into the synchrotron accelerator. Within an exposure time of 55 femtoseconds, the X-Ray Diffraction pattern revealed a four-dimensional chemical formula. When reduced using the Graphene carrier discovered in 2005, the Cobalt Blue molecules surprisingly decomposed into the mitochondrial DNA of a victim from a 1986 murder case.
"Color Cognition Tampering System!" The biochemist suddenly cut the power. "The Prion in the ink will distort the retinal Cone Cells..." His lab coat spontaneously ignited, and from the ashes emerged Olympic Venue explosion coordinates drawn with bone glue.
At that moment, the Quantum Computer automatically rebooted, and a holographic projection displayed Cui Meishan operating at the church console in 1986. The Magnetorheological Fluid in her hand suddenly transcended time and space, coalescing on the surface of my protective suit into a key shape—an exact replica of the Quantum Entangled State of the Rooftop Water Tank and Iron Box.
I dashed toward the Abandoned Missile Silo, where the biochemical warning sign at the wellhead bled under the moonlight. As I inserted the key into a quantum lock manufactured in 1995, the well cover suddenly revealed its rusted state from 1986. During my descent, the lead coating on the cabin walls continuously released the scent of Church Ink, while the Geiger counter locked in radiation levels at 55 microsieverts.
Inside the laboratory at the bottom of the well, five cultivation pods were operational. Clones of Cui Meishan floated in orange nutrient solution, each body missing its left leg's Fibula. When I scanned for clone identification with a laser scanner, the barcode suddenly reconfigured into Zheng Shiyu's Police Badge number—exactly matching the arrangement pattern of the indentation in the frame of the Blood-Red Dressing Room.
"You finally arrived." The original Cui Meishan emerged from the shadows; her wheelchair's armrest deployed a Nano Knife. "Do you see the beauty of a time-space closed loop? The key you created seven hours ago..." The blade suddenly quantum leaped to appear beside Li Eun-hee's carotid artery in 1986.
20:55 Ultimate Color Perception Judgment
I pressed the spectral separator button, and suddenly, the laboratory was flooded with yellow-green light at a wavelength of 550 nanometers. Under this specific spectrum, Cui Meishan's Deep Blue Uniform visibly transformed into blood red, while the Church Ink on her wheelchair began to decompose into prions that neutralized Nano Robots.
"Did you think that Color Vision Deficiency was a weakness?" I splashed Magnetorheological Fluid onto the cloning pod. "This is the key to penetrating quantum fog..." The liquid suddenly manifested under specific spectra, exposing conduits connecting five Olympic Venue sites through Infrasound.
Cui Meishan's cold smile abruptly ceased as her Nano Clusters began to attack her original self. Under 5500K illumination, all glass covers of the cloning pods revealed blood-red formulas—this was precisely the equation for combining Church Ink with Cone Cells receptors.
21:17 All Things Return to Color
As the Abandoned Missile Silo began to collapse, I grasped onto what remained of Cui Meishan's wheelchair. An X-Ray fluorescence scan revealed that its Titanium Alloy frame sealed within were the ashes of a former principal. When rinsed with a solvent made from Church Ink, these ashes suddenly reconfigured into a holographic will—exactly what he had drafted as a blueprint for revenge after losing his guaranteed admission due to bone cancer.
"Red is the color of repentance." I splashed ink onto the Quantum Computer terminal, "Now let everything return to reality..." All the screens suddenly erupted with raw data streams, merging the crime scene from 2002 with the church from 1986 under the spectrum of Cobalt Blue.
As the police rushed into the laboratory, Cui Meishan's wheelchair was tilted at a 55-degree angle amidst the ruins. A cluster of Nano Robots formed the final message in the air: hidden within the spectrum of a Quasar, 550 light-years away, lies the ultimate code to all unsolved murders.
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