The ice on the roof of the building melted, and the young man stood in a pool of biting ice water, his body still condensed with a layer of frost, and his hair shimmered with ice crystals one by one.

With a wave of his hand, more than a hundred warriors disappeared in the blink of an eye, and if you looked closely, you would find that abstract light and shadow gathered and recycled into his hands.

"These shadow guards are really useless, and I don't know how to catch up. ”

The young man complained in his mouth, raised his hand and wiped it in the air, "Call the head of the Special Investigation Department of the Nanhu District of the City Defense Army." ”

"Wait, it's connecting. ”

After a while, ripples on the water surface appeared in mid-air, points of light gathered, and a figure appeared, Calis Du Chen turned around, and the corners of her pursed lips opened, "How's it going?"

"Report to sir, mission failed. ”

Calis's ten fingers were crossed in front of her chest, her tone was slightly impatient, her expression was not good, and her warning eyes seemed to cross the communication light curtain to reach the young man's body. "Captain Tarot Curry, I believe in your abilities. ”

"Although the mission failed, I temporarily lost the trace of the target person, but I found something else. ”

Tarot Curry talks about the sudden mirage.

Caris recalls the findings reported by the Tarot, and each of them shows that Moye is different, and the emergence and disappearance of the mirage may not be inseparable from it.

And the key to this is the unknown origin of the ink night, Caris flipped through the character investigation report to the last page, each page is a question mark and an ellipsis, to put it simply, there is no such person.

Moye wasn't a registered citizen of Peters, but her ability to enter and leave the complex was a testament to the sheer level of authority.

"Find out the people. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

"I'll raise your authority for the time being, and you're solely responsible for this matter and not to alarm the district. ”

"Yes. The relaxed smile on Taro Curry's face faded, and with a serious expression, he placed the palm of his right hand on his chest, which flashed with a tree vine dagger pattern.

When ** hung up, the light and shadow in front of the tarot were scattered, and the scattered points of light disappeared without a trace.

Tick

Tick

The melted water continued to drip downward, and with Tarot's footsteps a string of water marks on the ground, when he walked to the corridor and entered the room, the wet water on his body had evaporated, and even the frost on his head had melted and evaporated, and his soft hair was fluffy and scattered on his shoulders.

The left hand was raised, the fingers were drawn out of thin air, and the light purple light converged, "Comprehensive search, blockade of the work area, and call up full-frame monitoring." ”

The hands on the blank dial jumped a few times, and the white-collar worker in the bathroom who had been stripped of his clothes was cowered in a corner and fell asleep.

"Wake up. ”

Tarot waved his right hand in the air, and five shadow guards appeared.

These soldiers, covered in black combat uniforms, stepped forward and lifted the sleeping worker, patted it, did not wake up, shouted, did not wake up, shook, still did not wake up.

Tarot didn't finish speaking, just his fingertips flicked impatiently around the seams of his pants, and this time the shadow guard's movements suddenly increased a lot.

Syllable!

A slap in the face, left and right bows.

"Drug coma?" Tarot muttered to himself.

"What about surveillance?"

Tarot asked again on the communication end, and the results were not encouraging.

The full picture of white-collar workers being abducted and robbed in front of Tarot is useless.

In the picture, there is only a figure that is about to become a wind, and then it floats away, and then it is gone.

"Multi-elemental attributes?" Tarot muttered to himself and waved his hand to turn off the surveillance footage in the air, looking down at the white-collar worker on the ground holding the toilet bowl and smiling and spitting bubbles, his fingertips moving lightly.

The shadow guard stretched out the tip of his finger and touched the worker's forehead, and a white light flashed slightly, and the energy was triggered.

A cursor of information appeared in front of Tarot, which was visible only to him, and he glanced at the information to bring up the important identity information, "Immediately locate the current location of Bob Ma, Engineer III, and screen through the monitoring information." ”

Since Mo Ye was wearing the horse engineer's clothes, it was likely that he had infiltrated the work area disguised as him.

Tarot didn't know why his immediate boss and mentor would go out of his way to investigate this suspected mentally motivated hunter soldier, and he didn't even want to alarm other districts, there was a more convenient and faster way than manpower.

If you can't figure it out, just give up and wait patiently for the result, Tarot's curiosity immediately put aside and threw himself into the work at hand.

"I want to be precise. ”

This time there was no reminder of insufficient permissions, and all instructions were answered.

Tarot shrugged and smiled, "It's a good feeling to have high authority." ”

What Tarot didn't know was that at this time, there was also His Excellency the Mage who felt the same way as him.

With the rune slate in hand, I have ...... in the world Oh no, it's unimpeded to get anywhere.

Mo Ye held a disguise mask that was so fake that people here could see it at a glance, but it was not dismantled and arrested.

"This four-D printed mask is probably not even a toy product here. Xiao Qi was both excited and emotional after coming to this conclusion, the difference in civilization level is too big, maybe he is also the level of children's toys, this idea came out and made Xiao Qi's frightened tears roll in his eyes, almost tears, and suddenly felt very sad.

Mo Ye, a semi-literate and illiterate, can't understand the tangled feelings of his own brain-thinking children.

The white-collar worker's colleague saw through Mo Ye's disguise the moment he looked at him, and the other party looked at Mo Ye's face, his brown pupils dilated, first confused, and then suddenly realized.

The expression is so clear and understandable, Mo Ye doesn't need to spend his mind thinking to see it clearly.

Oops, found disguised.

Mo Ye thought about how to deal with this situation, whether to stun this person with medicine, or to flash people immediately.

After all, being recognized all the way can't be integrated into the investigation, let alone want to do something else.

However, the plot was reversed.

The man stared at Mo Ye, nodded knowingly after suddenly realizing it, and said tentatively, "Micro service private interview, plainclothes disguise?"

How to face this situation, Mo Ye nodded subconsciously.

"Inspector, don't worry, I won't say it, you're busy with your work, I won't delay you. After saying that, he smiled and left, and went back to work.

Mo Ye stood in place a little confused, and was once again mistaken for an inspector, what the hell is this inspector doing?

Not only one person, but every staff member who met after Mo Ye had the same attitude, 'We know that you are a private visit to Weifu, we don't say', 'We concentrate on work, we don't talk to you'

Everyone smiled with such a clear look, Mo Ye was a little inexplicable, and felt a little weird, no matter what, although there were some small twists and turns in the work area, it unusually smoothly unfolded.

The block where Ink Night was located at this time was completely transparent and divided into different office areas, and from the conversations of the people and the contents of some bulletin boards, it seemed that this was a mechanical engineering area, and the engineers were involved in different research projects.

Each project team has a different number of engineers, and some of these engineers are engaged in research and drawing.

Mo Ye looked sideways at the project sign outside this area, and couldn't understand it.

"Psionic Engine Reactor Maximum Energy Release ...... Gravitational Waves"

"Speak the lingua franca. ”

"Master, I have translated. ”

It's good, not only the text can't be understood, even if Xiao Qi translates the text into the current lingua franca of the Star Alliance, Mo Ye is still confused.

According to Xiao Qi, this is the only research that it can translate and understand so far, and it can't understand the rest of the content involved.

Even Xiao Qi's eyes are black, and there is no difference between illiteracy, let alone ink night.

The amount of knowledge reserve is so small that Mo Ye feels ashamed, and suddenly feels that he has read too little, thinking about the vastness of the universe, the long road to pursue the true meaning of magic, and the limited energy, it is not a very difficult thing to forgive his ignorance.

Mo Ye randomly chose a room to enter.

There is a door made of silver light outside each project research room, and non-researchers are not allowed to enter, and the engineer who was walking into the wrong door was seen before the night was dragged away by the silver light.

But when Mo Ye tried to enter, he raised his wrist, and the rune slate bracelet automatically shook, unimpeded, and he wanted to go wherever he wanted.

It was so smooth that Mo Ye suspected that she was actually in a fantasy world, and everything was just her imagination.

Walking into the project research room, Mo Ye visually measured the area of about 500 square meters when he looked outside the door, but when he walked in the door, Mo Ye knew that he still had too little knowledge.

At least 1,000 square meters of open space, engineers and researchers wear uniforms of different colors and necklines, and each focuses and works.

In Mo Ye's opinion, many people are just standing, their hands scribbling around in the void, there is no light screen, there is no such thing as a light curtain, and there is no display on the wall, nothing.

Some people are standing in transparent instruments, dancing with their hands or making careful movements.

At this time, if someone came over and introduced Mo Ye, this was actually a ward in a mental hospital, and Mo Ye also believed it.

These uniformed staff members looked so focused on their hideous expressions, muttering to the air that they looked completely nervous.

"What are they doing?"

Xiao Qi didn't answer Mo Ye immediately, but paused for a moment before replying, "Do research." ”

Wouldn't this answer be too perfunctory?

Mo Ye glanced at Xiao Qi, only to see that this little guy's eyes were full of blue data streams flashing, obviously doing high-intensity calculations.

Mo Ye stood in the front hall for a while and walked inward, and a researcher in uniform with white cuffs was stunned for a moment when he saw Mo Ye, and then pretended to be calm and pretended to leave as if nothing had happened, but was stopped by Mo Ye.

Since he has been mistaken for an inspector, he may as well exercise his rights.

"Lead the way. ”

"Huh?" the researcher looked down at the air in front of him and then at Moye, apparently regretting that his eyes met Moye's.

"Take me around. ”

The researcher scratched his hair, looked around at his colleagues who were looking after their work, and could only accept the helpless fate of becoming a guide.

The researcher stood beside Mo Ye to lead the way, pointing to the staff on the left side who were standing in different block compartments and comparing hands to the air, and introduced, "This is our program practice team, they simulate the program running in the mimic space, look for bugs, do the final inspection, and after they pass this program, they can enter the warehouse to be implemented and apply for a trial." The researcher was very excited when he talked about this, and the depression of being caught as a guide calmed down slightly.

Walking straight ahead, there is a two-hundred-meter runway, and when I walk forward, Mo Ye's eyes are slightly bright, and I make an interesting discovery.

This laboratory uses the technology of embedded space, and Mo Ye had read about it in Mr. Bled's notes, but he didn't have time to study it in detail, so he didn't expect to see the entity here.

The actual capacity of the space inside the door is much larger than it appears to be outside, but it does not take up physical space.

As the researcher continued to walk down with Mo Ye, Mo Ye once again found himself underestimating the space technology here.

The embedded space is not a single but a nesting doll form, one embedded in the other, and a long string can be pulled out with a pull, which is almost infinitely extended.

"This is the design room, where all the relevant concepts are presented and concept drawings are drawn. ”

Mo Ye now understood what these people were doing with graffiti on the air, and she couldn't see those patterns.

Straight ahead, I made a turn and entered another embedded space.

The number of embedded spaces is surprisingly large, which means that the spatial technical capabilities involved must be very powerful, and they need to be carefully calculated and matched with the spatial master's mental power matrix.

So far, the unknown ink night has not found any gaps in the nested space, and the connection is perfect, without the slightest unstable fluctuation of spatial energy.

A perfect, exquisite masterpiece.

But in this place, in this building of this city, this incomparably incomparably complex space technology in Mo Ye's heart can actually be quantified and popularized.

Since this project research room is like this, Mo Ye believes that it is impossible for other research rooms to favor one over the other, and the configuration should be similar.

This kind of shock is extremely shocking for Mo Ye.

Seeing Mo Ye's footsteps pause, the researcher leading the way looked over a little nervously, worried that he had said something wrong, and that if the inspector heard that it would hinder the progress of the research project.

The researcher then said, "Would you like to see a demonstration of the engineer's concept blueprint, which will soon move on to the second phase of mimicry manipulation." ”

The researcher reached out and slapped it outside one of the dancing engineer compartments, and a string of cursor text popped up.

Mo Ye didn't know what this person had done, and the scene she saw in front of her immediately changed.

The Engineer, who had previously seemed to be slapping around in the air, was now entangled in colorful metallic lines, and he was able to catch the scattered points of light and refill them into the lines.

Moye's barren imagination couldn't guess what he was doing, it looked like he was knitting a sweater, but instead of wool but with those data streamers.

In the blink of an eye, the previous feeling of floating in the air disappeared, and the scene in front of her returned to reality, and Mo Ye's expression on the simulated mask stiffened, thinking about whether to ask or not, she didn't understand what kind of sweater the engineer was knitting at all.