Hero Cultivation System

"Commissioner Ye, No. 23's cervical vertebrae were broken with heavy techniques. The person who did it must have brute force. No. 23 may have died without even struggling. Only a few bruises on the neck were left on his body.

From the strangulation marks, it was judged that the murderer was about 15 to 20 centimeters taller than No. 23. The murderer approached No. 23 from behind, hooked his left hand around No. 23's neck, then clasped his right hand, while pressing his head with his right palm.

A twist..."

Ye Zhenzhen took a long breath after listening to the preliminary judgment of the appraiser. Although it could not clear Liang Gong's guilt, at least the appraisal opinion was favorable to Liang Gong.

No. 23 is 1.7 meters tall. According to the appraisal, the murderer is between 1.85 and 1.9 meters tall. Liang Gong is only over 1.7 meters tall, which is inconsistent with the appraisal.

Stepping onto the hard-sleeper carriage where the murder occurred, the scene was still in its original state. The appraisers in the team climbed up and down, measuring the dimensions. The carriage was completely full that day, but there were certainly not too many Chinese people of this height.

"Commissioner, look!" the appraiser pointed to the upper bunk and said: "The upper bunk is more than 1.9 meters above the ground. Even if it is

It would be quite difficult for ordinary people to climb up there, let alone put No. 23, who had a broken cervical vertebra, back into his bunk."

He gestured, and Ye Zhenzhen and several of his men understood what he meant. After No. 23 died, his body was limp. Even with brute strength, it was difficult to exert force, so one person could lift his body and put it back.

It's hard to imagine the upper bunk. Even if you force it hard, the body will always hit the bed, which should wake up the nearby passengers.

"Therefore, I judge that there may be two murderers. After one person committed the murder, the other person helped put No. 23 on it. This person cannot be much shorter, otherwise he would not be able to reach it with his hands."

Two big men, about 1.85 meters tall, had a clearer goal.

"Commissioner, we have initially asked a few passengers, and they have almost no memory of No. 23, and no one has talked to him, but at least there was no conflict. We are still looking for the remaining passengers."

Ye Zhenzhen nodded. No. 23 was good at hiding and tracking, so it was natural that the passengers had no impression of him. In any case, the possibility of Liang Gong committing the crime had been greatly reduced. This was her initiative to ask Ye Cheng to catch him.

This is the best news I heard after arriving in Spring City, and my brother has more reasons to protect him.

Oops, Brother Gong, why can’t he be calm wherever he goes? Is it because the God of Plague is still alive?

However, after all, Liang Gong was the target of No. 23, and No. 23 belonged to another branch and was not directly under his brother, so Ye Cheng couldn't forcefully suppress the case because of selfishness. Liang Gong's isolation

Protection is imperative, otherwise it is hard to say what kind of crime he will suffer at the hands of investigators.

"Where is the target? Have you found it?"

"Found it. Fortunately, No. 23 placed something on the target. We have locked the location."

"Okay! Act as planned."

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Six o'clock in the morning.

Liang Gong walked out of the rented house and looked at the white clouds and mist around him.

The clouds and mist cover the clothes drying racks and huts, and the surrounding buildings and homes are covered in a layer of gauze, vaguely poetic and picturesque, like a fairyland.

Spring City is really a good place.

It has been three days since I arrived in Spring City, and I'm probably still not used to it. Liang Gong got up early for three consecutive days, and there was always clouds and mist outside.

Looking at the distant mountains that were faintly revealed between the buildings, and the slightly exposed red tiles of the temple on the mountains, with mountains and water, he felt that this place was more suitable for people to live in than Wuyang.

The only strange thing is that Qian has the meaning of "what a bird". That day, he revealed it a little bit and refused to say any more.

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Anyway, the system boss didn’t respond at all. Even if something happened, it couldn’t be a big deal!

Due to urbanization, the rural area that was originally a suburb of Chuncheng City can no longer be seen in this area. Real estate companies have enclosed the land and built high-rise buildings. Many people who cannot afford to buy houses in the city center have moved in one after another. It is no different from the city center.

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However, administratively, it still belongs to Qingfeng County, which is part of Chuncheng City. No wonder the rent is much cheaper than in the center of Zhuchuncheng City.

I really have to thank Qian for bringing him here. The budget I gave him was too low, and this was the only place where I could find a private room with less than 600 yuan a month.

Walking on the empty streets, because it was too early, there were not many people coming and going. At most, they were people rushing to buy groceries, breakfast and morning luck. His goal was the unknown restaurant outside the vegetable market in front of him.

After coming for a few days, Liang Gong discovered that in addition to porridge, steamed buns, soy milk, and fried dough sticks, the people in Chuncheng had noodles and rice noodles for breakfast. This was something Wuyang could not see.

After entering the country, he followed the locals and went to a fly restaurant. He ordered three liang beef noodles. As soon as the noodles came up, he saw the red spicy oil, green shallots, and pieces of brown beef that were stewed to perfection, followed by the fragrant smell of Sichuan peppercorns.

It penetrates into the heart and lungs, and the appetite comes up immediately. After eating the noodles in two or three mouthfuls, spitting out the air and sweating, it couldn't be more satisfying.

Thinking that he was about to make a fool of himself, Liang Gong couldn't help but speed up his pace. Just as he turned the corner, four police officers suddenly came to block his way.

"Is your name Liang Gong?" The tall police officer spoke standard Mandarin.

He was suddenly shocked. Several police officers were really looking for him. He had just arrived in Spring City and had not done anything yet. How could the police come to his door?

"I'm Liang Gong, what can I do?" Liang Gong felt very at ease because he didn't do anything he wanted to do, but he felt that something was not right.

"We suspect that you are related to a train murder case and would like to ask you to assist in the investigation." It was still a tall police officer, but his attitude was quite polite.

"What does the murder case have to do with me?" Liang Gong looked around at the several police officers and felt that two of them looked familiar.

"Whether there is a relationship or not is not up to you. I hope you can cooperate with the police." After the tall man said this, he winked at his companion, and the other two police officers came up behind Liang Gong and held him hostage.

Although these four police officers were just a piece of cake to him, based on his long-standing respect for the police and his clear conscience, Liang Daxia followed the four police officers into the black car on the roadside without any resistance.

Sitting in the car, two police officers sat next to him, one on the left and one on the right. As soon as the door was closed, he felt a slight pain in his neck as if he had been bitten by a mosquito. Then he began to feel dizzy, his eyes couldn't focus, and his eyesight gradually darkened.

, he seemed to see the tall man's apologetic smile before losing consciousness.

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"What the hell is this place?"

Just woke up from the dizziness, Liang Gong was still not quite awake, his eyes were all green when he opened them.

"Beep! The system reminds that the host has been poisoned by Ecstasy. It is recommended to swallow an antidote pill. The redemption requires 1 drop of hot blood. Does the host carry out the redemption procedure?"

Although Liang Gong, who was dizzy, didn't know why he was poisoned by Ecstasy, he knew that the system could not harm him, so he said: "Exchange!"

After a detoxification pill with all the sweet, bitter, spicy and salty flavors entered his stomach, Liang Gong slowly recovered and began to look at the place where he was.

This is a square room about ten square meters in size. The whole room is green from top to bottom. There is only a bed against the wall. There is no other furniture. Liang Gong is lying on this bed.

He gently got up and got out of bed. The soft touch of his feet on the ground told him that it was soft rubber. Then he touched the surrounding walls and even the bed. They were also made of the same material. It was soft and quite tough and not easily damaged.

He was wearing a white robe, and the original clothes and the soul-returning knife on his back were gone.

I walked around on the ground and touched along the wall, only to find that there was a door on the wall opposite the bed. It was made of soft rubber, so it was not easy to find at first. However, there was no handle on the door, and it was tightly connected to the wall, making it impossible to open it. Open inside.

Although there is no iron fence here, it is still a closed cell.

"Nima, what is this place? How did I get in?"

Liang Gong sat down on the bed and carefully searched through the memories in his mind. He then remembered that he fell into a coma after being escorted into the car by four police officers. He had no memory of how he got to this hellish place after that. He thought that the stinging pain like an insect bite was the result of the police officers treating him. Injected with ecstasy.

Is this the Public Security Bureau? Why did the police send him here? Didn't they ask him to assist in the investigation? Why did they inject him with drugs?

After much deliberation and no answer, Liang Gong became angry. He stood up and circled around the room, shouting in the air: "Let me out, why are you locking me here? Let me out!"

After yelling for a long time and getting no response, he raised his fist and punched the wall hard, and kicked him a few times with all his strength. Apart from bouncing himself back to the ground, it had no effect at all. Frustrated, he sat back on the bed and watched. The soft rubber all around talks to itself:

"What's the use of soft rubber? It doesn't hurt when you hit it, it doesn't break when you kick it... Damn it!"

Speaking of this, he already vaguely knew where this place was...

"Oh no! This isn't an isolation room in a mental hospital, is it?"

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There is a happy event for a relative tonight, so the second update will be a little late, dear friends, please forgive me.