Season Division

Chapter 2 Framed

"What?"

Tang Hou was startled, and looked at Xu Heng in disbelief.

"I'm suspected of robbing and killing Lin Cheng?"

Xu Heng was also full of astonishment, and looked at Tang Hou in dismay.

But soon, he remembered something, his brows frowned, and his face gradually became gloomy.

This scene is so familiar.

Six years ago, Lao Xu was tortured away by the inspection department in this old house.

Charged with murdering his wife.

Afterwards, the whole city's news reported on this matter. Martial arts master Xu Hanshan was convicted of murdering his wife and sentenced to life imprisonment, deprived of the right to be visited, and even the place of imprisonment was kept secret.

But Xu Heng knew very well that his mother was not dead at all.

On 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.

It is impossible for Xu Heng not to investigate. He has been secretly trying to find out the truth all these years.

But there are many doubts, but nothing can be found, and everything seems to be deliberately covered up.

And now, the old case repeats itself?

Unnecessary charges fell on him suddenly, just like what happened to Xu back then?

"First my dad, now it's my turn?"

Xu Heng clenched his hands into fists and looked at the middle-aged man.

My heart moved slightly. If I was taken to the inspection department like this, I would probably be accused of homicide for no reason, just like Lao Xu was back then, and his whereabouts would never be known.

"Don't try to resist arrest and escape, otherwise we have the right to convict you on the spot and shoot you dead."

The middle-aged man seemed to be aware of Xu Heng's intentions, and slowly opened his mouth to warn.

A fierce momentum loomed, rolling towards him.

Xu Heng's pupils shrank suddenly, and his scalp felt numb.

The other party was not joking, if he tried to escape, this group of people would definitely kill him.

Those who can enter the inspection department are at least the second-stage fighters.

I am a mere high school student, a warrior of the first stage who has only opened up the six veins, how could he escape from under the noses of this group of people?

Xu Heng immediately gave up his impulsive thoughts, nodded and said, "I can go with you, but I need 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 at the same time waved his hand as a signal.

Several members of the inspection department outside the door immediately filed in, took out the handcuffs and walked towards Xu Heng quickly.

Xu Heng didn't resist either. He looked at Tang Hou who was still in a daze and said, "Call my senior sister!"

"Huh? What?"

It was only at this time that Tang Hou came to his senses. Seeing Xu Heng's hands being handcuffed, his face finally changed: "Wait, you guys are just arresting people right now? Where's the evidence? Where's the arrest warrant? You..."

boom!

Before he could finish speaking, a member of the inspection department next to him suddenly swung his fist, hitting Tang Hou's chest with lightning speed.

Tang Hou fell back in an instant and fell heavily on the ground, coughing up a mouthful of blood, his entire face lost all color, and he couldn't even speak.

"Stop, what are you doing?"

Xu Heng shouted, forcibly breaking free from the detention of two members of the inspection department, and was about to step forward to help.

boom!

With a muffled sound, a black stick hit the back of his head heavily.

Accompanied by severe pain, a strong sense of dizziness hit Tianling Gai, and Xu Heng collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

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hum!

After an unknown amount of time, the ear-piercing trembling sound resounded through his head again.

Xu Heng woke up from the coma with a splitting headache, as if something was struggling to get out of his head.

He subconsciously wanted to open his eyes, but found that it was impossible.

The severe pain made him couldn't help opening his mouth to shout, but his Adam's apple kept surging, but he couldn't make any sound.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, everything seemed to be paused.

The trembling sound 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 in his mind, an object in the shape of a "spoon", which had just stopped shaking and began to burst into blazing white light.

"This is... Beidou?"

Xu Heng's heart trembled.

Since the year before last, he has discovered that he has a secret.

When practicing martial arts to open up the meridian, the consciousness was suddenly pulled into the mind, and there was a vague object similar to a "spoon" inside.

It was just a moment, a glimpse.

He thought it was an illusion, but since then, he has made a rapid leap in martial arts.

In the early days of martial arts, it is necessary to practice various martial arts and open up the eight extraordinary meridians of the body.

Many martial arts that were difficult to master in the past, since the appearance of the "spoon", suddenly become self-taught without a teacher, and can be firmly mastered after a few practice sessions.

In just two and a half years, he has transformed from an unremarkable second-vein martial artist in high school to a martial arts genius who has opened up six-vein.

Everyone in the school was amazed by his progress, but also thought that he had inherited the talent from his martial arts master father.

Only Xu Heng himself knew that it was definitely related to the spoon in his head.

He only mentioned this secret to the "father" in the dream.

It wasn't until a few months ago that two of his meridians were broken due to injury, ruining his path to martial arts, that he began to feel that the "spoon" in his mind seemed to be about to move again.

It really was just a feeling.

No matter how hard he tried since seeing the blurry spoon inside for the first time two years ago, he couldn't bring consciousness into his head.

If it weren't for the changes brought about by his martial arts talent, he almost thought that the spoon didn't exist, and everything was just an illusion.

And now, he finally looked inside his mind again, and saw the spoon again.

Not only seeing, but also seeing clearly, no longer blurry.

This "spoon" is composed of seven nodes, each node is dazzling, and the radiance that emanates connects them into one. At first glance, it really looks like a spoon.

But Xu Heng knew very well that this thing was exactly the same as the "Big Dipper" illustration in the textbook.

"So the historical records are wrong? The Big Dipper that disappeared hundreds of years ago was not destroyed, but came into my mind?" Xu Heng suddenly thought, and then realized something was wrong.

I was only sixteen years old, so it was far from the time when Beidou disappeared.

hum!

At this time, Beidou trembled again.

It's just that this time its reaction was very gentle, and the radiant light all over its body flowed slowly like running water.

Xu Heng immediately felt strands of chill in his head, along the Tianling Gai, hit his back, bypassed the tailbone, and then went straight to his lower abdomen.

Layers of black mist began to appear in the sea of ​​dantian consciousness, and gradually condensed.

Finally, Beidou stopped trembling.

The black mist in the Sea of ​​Consciousness has also condensed into a ball, and a small sharp corner emerges, and the whole body is braving a biting chill.

boom!

The next moment, Xu Heng suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from the state of internal vision.

"The festival totem, was that the festival totem just now? I awakened the festival?"

His heartbeat couldn't help but increase, and his breathing was a little short.

The first symbol of awakening the festival is to be able to look inside to see a festival totem appear in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Twelve festival months, a total of twelve festivals.

The newly awakened festival totem is black and misty, 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, and there was a burly and tall figure sitting opposite him, full of oppression, 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.

I was sitting in front of an old wooden table, and the middle-aged man on the opposite side was flipping through the documents with a slight frown, and glanced at him out of the corner of his eye.

"Where is Tang Hou?"

Xu Heng gritted his teeth and asked.

Recalling the violent actions of the inspection department, I was annoyed for a while.

"Heh, he went home a long time ago. You suffered less injuries than him, but you have been in a coma until now. Do you still have the face to call yourself a warrior?"

The middle-aged man snorted 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 yourself, and take the initiative to explain it."

Xu Heng's eyes widened slightly, and the photos were all snapshots of Lin Cheng's death from various angles, which can be said to be shocking.

There are dense wounds all over the body, on the face, neck, chest, arms, and even fingers...

All the wounds seemed to be cut out with a knife, and each wound was neat and subtle, all over the body.

There are also some photos that capture the details of the wound.

Someone wearing white gloves peeled off several wounds on Lin Cheng's body.

Every wound hides a tiny eyeball.

Xu Heng didn't have mass phobia, but looking at the densely packed wounds on Lin Cheng's body, he thought that each wound was full of eyeballs after being opened...

He couldn't help but shudder, what kind of terrifying method is this?

"So...do you think that a mere high school student martial artist who has opened up six veins can kill Lin Cheng by this method?" Xu Heng said, with a sneer on his face, and looked directly at the middle-aged man.

Even if he wanted to frame him, wouldn't that be too forceful?

boom!

"Xu Heng, I don't have the patience to listen to your nonsense." The middle-aged man slammed the table with a look of disgust and sternness on his face: "Now is our chance to give you the opportunity to confess your accomplice, otherwise we will find out who you are. You will be dealt with strictly."

accomplice?

Xu Heng opened his mouth, good guy, so he wanted to frame me for finding an accomplice to kill Lin Cheng with such a weird method?

Boom!

At this time, someone knocked on the door of the interrogation room, and a tall woman with short hair pushed the door 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 has a kind of beauty full of power. Anyone who sees it will sigh, "It's a pity not to ride three rounds."

"Captain Zhou!" The middle-aged man stood up suddenly 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: "I checked it out, it is indeed the missing item in Lin Cheng's room."

When Xu Heng saw the contents in the transparent bag, his expression changed immediately.

"Xu Heng, what else do you want to say?" The middle-aged man looked at Xu Heng.

"Impossible, this is obviously left over from my old house, how could it belong to Lin Cheng?" Xu Heng shouted immediately.

There are two transparent bags, one of which contains an old newspaper, which is exactly the one Xu read in the dream this morning, and there is obvious thick dust on it.

The other transparent bag contained the coins, which were originally hidden under the newspaper, but fell out of the table when he pulled the newspaper this morning.

"Captain Zhou, we gave him the chance, and he didn't cooperate." The middle-aged man frowned, showing a hint of impatience on his face.

"Well, let's follow the procedure first." The woman nodded.

"Okay." The middle-aged man turned around and left the interrogation room immediately.

boom!

With the sound of the heavy door closing, only the woman and Xu Heng were left in the interrogation room.

"My name is Zhou Yanan, the captain of the second detachment of the Darong City Branch of the Inspection Department. By the way, I'm also a seasoner." The short-haired woman looked at Xu Heng with a faint smile on her face.

When Xu Heng heard the word "Season Master", he couldn't help but look at him more.

Although season masters are rare, they are not mysterious. Even in the streets and alleys, ordinary people can occasionally see season masters appearing, but this woman can become the captain of the inspection department at a young age, and her season ability should not be simple.

"You just lost a chance to confess and be lenient, but I am willing to give you another chance." Zhou Yanan spoke again.

"I've been confessing all along, I didn't kill Lin Cheng at all, and I don't have any so-called accomplices!" Xu Heng said in a deep voice.

"So stubborn?"

Zhou Yanan still kept a smile on her face, stretched out her hand and sat down on the chair. Her slender and plump right leg was raised and lightly placed on her left leg. The tight pants instantly became tighter, outlining the muscles of her thigh arc.

"It seems that you don't know much about our inspection department's ability to investigate cases. 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 that something was missing, and used the season ability to track the location of the item, and then the action team arrested you and took you from your home. These two things were found, and the whole process was recorded on video.”

"Just now you said that this newspaper was left over from your old house? Heh, would you like to see the date on it?"

She smiled and lifted the transparent bag containing old newspapers to Xu Heng.

At the header of the newspaper, the date is clearly written—January 4, 273 in the Northern New Calendar.

Xu Heng was stunned for a moment. This date...was clearly yesterday's newspaper.

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