Chapter 2 Framing
"What?"
Tang Hou was startled and looked at Xu Heng in disbelief.
“Am I suspected of robbing and killing Lin Cheng?”
Xu Heng also had a look of astonishment on his face and looked at each other with Tang Hou.
But soon, he remembered something, frowned, and his face gradually became gloomy.
This scene is so familiar.
Six years ago, Lao Xu was also tortured away by the inspector in this old house.
The crime is suspected of murdering his wife.
Afterwards, news all over the city reported on the matter. Martial arts master Xu Hanshan was found guilty of killing his wife and was sentenced to life imprisonment. He was deprived of the right to visit the prison. Even the place of imprisonment was kept secret.
Xu Heng knew very well that his mother was not dead at all.
The night when his father was kidnapped, his mother appeared in front of him and told him not to pursue the matter and live a good life. Then she left in a hurry without any news.
It was impossible for Xu Heng not to investigate. Over the years, he had been trying to find out the truth secretly.
But there were many doubts, but nothing could be found. Everything seemed to be deliberately covered up.
And now, the old case is happening again?
A groundless crime fell on him suddenly, just like what happened to Lao Xu back then?
“First it was my dad, and now it’s my turn?”
Xu Heng clenched his hands into fists and looked at the middle-aged man.
I was slightly moved in my heart. If I were taken to the inspection department like this, I would probably be accused of murder for no reason, just like Lao Xu did back then, and his whereabouts would never be known.
“Do not try to resist arrest and escape, otherwise we have the right to convict and kill you on the spot.”
The middle-aged man seemed to be aware of Xu Heng's intention and slowly spoke a warning.
A fierce momentum loomed and rolled towards him.
Xu Heng’s pupils suddenly contracted and his scalp felt numb.
The other party was not joking. If he tried to escape, these people would definitely kill him.
Those who can work as errands in the Inspection Department are at least second-stage warriors.
How could I, a mere high school student and a first-stage warrior who has only opened up the six meridians, escape from under the eyes of this group of people?
Xu Heng immediately gave up his impulsive thoughts and nodded: "I can go with you, but I have to make a phone call first."
“I have the right not to give you this right, take it away!”
The middle-aged man rejected Xu Heng's request without hesitation and waved his hand at the same time.
Several members of the inspection department immediately filed in outside the door, took out their handcuffs and walked quickly towards Xu Heng.
Xu Heng did not resist, and looked at Tang Hou who was still in a daze: "Call my senior sister!"
“Huh? What?”
Tang Hou finally reacted at this time. Seeing Xu Heng's hands being handcuffed, his expression finally changed: "Wait a minute, you guys are just going to arrest someone right now? Where's the evidence? Where's the arrest warrant? You..."
Bang!
Before he finished speaking, a member of the inspection department next to him suddenly punched Tang Hou in the chest with lightning speed.
Tang Hou stumbled backward in an instant and fell heavily to the ground. He coughed out a mouthful of blood, his entire face lost color, and he could not even speak.
“Stop, what are you doing?”
Xu Heng shouted, forcing himself to break free from the hold of two members of the inspection department, and was about to step forward to help.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound and a black stick hit him **** the back of the head.
Along with severe pain, a strong sense of dizziness hit Tianling Gai, and Xu Heng collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
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Hum!
I don’t know how long it took, but the harsh trembling sound echoed throughout my head again.
Xu Heng woke up from a coma with a splitting headache, and something seemed to be struggling to get out of his head.
He subconsciously wanted to open his eyes, but found that he couldn't.
The severe pain made him unable to help but open his mouth and wanted to scream. His Adam's apple kept surging, but no sound came out.
“Whoosh!”
Suddenly, everything seemed to have been paused.
The chatter in my mind disappeared, the world became quiet, and the pain receded quickly like a tide.
His consciousness actually entered the inner vision, and he saw an object in his mind that looked like a "spoon", which had just stopped vibrating and began to glow with blazing white light.
“This is...Beidou?”
Xu Heng was greatly shocked.
Since the year before last, he has discovered that he has a secret.
While practicing martial arts to open up the meridians, my consciousness was suddenly drawn to my mind and I saw a vague object similar to a "spoon" inside.
At that time it was just a moment, a startling glimpse.
He thought it was an illusion, but since then, he began to make a rapid leap in martial arts.
In the early stage of martial arts, you need to practice various martial arts and open up the eight extraordinary meridians of the body.
Many martial arts skills that were difficult to master in the past are suddenly self-taught after the appearance of the "spoon", and can be firmly mastered by practicing a few times.
In just two and a half years, he went from an ordinary second-line martial artist in the first year of high school to a martial arts genius who has opened up the sixth line.
Everyone in the school was surprised by his progress, but they also thought he had inherited the talent of his father, a martial arts master.
Only Xu Heng himself knew that this was definitely related to the spoon in his head.
He only mentioned this secret to his "father" in the dream.
It wasn’t until a few months ago, when he was injured that two of his meridians were severed, ruining his path to martial arts, that he began to feel that the “spoon” in his mind was about to move again.
That is indeed just a feeling.
Ever since he first saw the vague spoon inwardly two years ago, he has been unable to bring awareness to it no matter how hard he tried.
If it weren't for the changes brought about by his martial arts talent, he would almost think that the spoon didn't exist and everything was just an illusion.
Now, he finally looked inside his mind again and saw the spoon again.
Not only see it, but see it clearly, no longer blurry.
This "spoon" is composed of seven nodes, each node is dazzling, and the radiance emitted connects it into one. At first glance, it does look like a spoon.
"So the historical records are wrong? The Beidou that disappeared hundreds of years ago was not destroyed, but came to my mind?" Xu Heng suddenly started thinking, and then realized that something was wrong.
I am only sixteen years old, which is far from the time when Beidou disappeared. Buzz!
At this time, Beidou trembled again.
It's just that this time its reaction was very gentle, and the bright light all over its body flowed slowly like running water.
Xu Heng immediately felt a wisp of coldness well up in his mind, running along the Tianling Gai and hitting his back, bypassing his tailbone and then going straight to his lower abdomen.
Layers of black mist began to appear in Dantian’s sea of consciousness, gradually condensing.
Finally, Beidou stopped trembling.
The black mist in the sea of consciousness has also condensed into a ball, and a sharp point has appeared, and the whole body is filled with biting chills.
Boom!
The next moment, Xu Heng suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from the state of inward vision.
“Seasonal totem, was that a seasonal totem just now? Did I awaken the season?”
His heartbeat couldn't help but speed up, and his breathing became slightly rapid.
The first symbol of the awakening season is the ability to see a seasonal totem appear in the sea of consciousness.
Twelve festival months, a total of twelve kinds of festivals.
The seasonal totem that was just awakened was in the shape of black mist, with a sharp horn, and today is...
"woke up?"
At this time, a cold and hoarse voice interrupted Xu Heng's thoughts.
The sound is close at hand, almost in front of you.
Xu Heng suddenly raised his head and looked forward. Sitting opposite him was a tall and oppressive figure. It was the middle-aged man who led the team to arrest him.
Looking around, this is a dimly lit interrogation room with bare walls, no windows, and a simple wooden door.
He was sitting at an old wooden table. The middle-aged man opposite him was flipping through documents with a slight frown on his face and glanced at him from the corner of his eye.
“Where is Tang Hou?”
Xu Heng gritted his teeth and asked.
Looking back at the violent behavior of the inspection department, I felt annoyed.
"Oh, he has gone home a long time ago. You were injured less than him, but you are still in coma. How dare you call yourself a warrior?"
The middle-aged man sneered coldly, his expression full of sarcasm.
Immediately, he grabbed a handful of photos from the folder and threw them on the table: "Look at what you have done, and explain it quickly."
Xu Heng’s eyes widened slightly. The photos were all of Lin Cheng’s death state captured from all angles. It could be said to be shocking.
The whole body is covered with dense wounds, on the face, neck, chest, arms, and even fingers...
All the wounds looked like they were made with a knife. Each wound was neat and minute, spread all over the body.
There are also some photos that capture the details of the wounds.
Someone wore white gloves and peeled off several wounds on Lin Cheng's body.
Hide in every wound is a tiny eyeball.
Xu Heng doesn’t have trypophobia, but looking at the dense wounds on Lin Cheng’s body, he thought that every wound would be filled with eyeballs after being opened...
He couldn't help but feel horrified. What kind of terrifying method is this?
"So... do you think that a high school warrior like me, who has access to the Six Meridians, can kill Lin Cheng in this way?" Xu Heng said, unable to help but sneer on his face, looking directly at the middle-aged man.
Even if you want to frame someone up, is this too forceful?
Bang!
"Xu Heng, I don't have the patience to listen to your nonsense." The middle-aged man slammed the table with disgust and sternness on his face: "Now is the time for us to give you a chance to confess your accomplices, otherwise we will find out who you are. You will definitely be dealt with severely.”
Accomplice?
Xu Heng opened his mouth, "Good guy, so you want to frame me and find accomplices to kill Lin Cheng in such a weird way?"
咚咚!
At this time, there was a knock on the door of the interrogation room, and a tall woman with short hair pushed the door open and entered.
The woman's facial features are very delicate, her skin is fair, and her glamorous temperament reveals her ability.
The most eye-catching thing is the two slender legs wrapped in tight pants, which have a powerful beauty. Anyone who looks at them will sigh, "It would be a pity not to pedal a tricycle."
“Team Zhou!” the middle-aged man suddenly stood up and shouted, with awe on his face.
The woman nodded lightly, walked in, and threw two items wrapped in transparent plastic bags on the table: "After checking, they are indeed the items lost in Lin Cheng's room."
Xu Heng's expression suddenly changed when he saw the contents of the transparent bag.
“Xu Heng, what else do you have to say?” The middle-aged man looked at Xu Heng.
“Impossible, this is obviously leftover from my old house, how could it be from Lincheng?” Xu Heng shouted immediately.
Two transparent bags, one of which contained an old newspaper, which was exactly the one that Lao Xu was reading in his dream this morning. There was still obvious thick dust on it.
Another transparent bag contained the coins, which were originally hidden under the newspaper. They fell out of the table when he pulled the newspaper this morning.
“Team Zhou, we gave him the chance, but he didn’t cooperate.” The middle-aged man frowned, with a hint of impatience on his face.
“Well, let’s follow the procedure first.” The woman nodded.
“Okay.” The middle-aged man immediately turned around and left the interrogation room.
Bang!
As the heavy door closed, only the woman and Xu Heng were left in the interrogation room.
“My name is Zhou Yanan, captain of the second detachment of the Darong City Inspection Department, and by the way, I am also a season commander.” The short-haired woman looked at Xu Heng with a faint smile on her face.
Xu Heng couldn't help but look at the other person when he heard the word "season master".
Although seasoning divisions are rare, they are not mysterious. Even in the streets, ordinary people can occasionally see seasonal divisions appearing. However, this woman can become the detachment leader of the Inspection Department at a young age, so her seasonal commanding ability should not be simple.
"You just lost an opportunity to confess and be lenient, but I am willing to give you one more chance." Zhou Yanan spoke again.
"I have always been honest. I did not kill Lin Cheng at all, and I have no so-called accomplices!" Xu Heng said solemnly.
“So tough-talking?”
Zhou Yanan still kept a smile on her face, stretched out her hand to pull out the chair and sat down. Her slender and plump right leg was lifted up and placed lightly on her left leg. Her tight pants instantly became tighter, outlining her thigh muscles. arc.
“It seems that you don’t know much about the investigation capabilities of our inspection department. If there is no evidence, we will not bring you here.”
She said and picked up the two transparent bags: "First of all, from the time I entered Lincheng's room and found out that something was missing, and used my seasonal ability to track the location of the item, to the time the action team arrested you and removed you from your home. These two items were found and the entire process was recorded on video.”
“You just said that this newspaper was left over from your old house? Oh, do you want to take a look at the date on it?”
She smiled and held up the transparent bag containing the old newspapers in front of Xu Heng.
At the header of the newspaper, the date is clearly written - January 4, 273 BC.
Xu Heng was stunned for a moment. This date... was clearly from yesterday's newspaper.
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(End of this chapter)