High-level martial arts: I can choose Hextech equips.

Senior 3 (10) Class.

On the podium, a lecturer in a suit and tie is touting the advantages of military academies.

For example, the advantages of more opportunities for promotion and immediate employment after graduation are encouraged to encourage students with average or below-average grades in humanities to switch majors.

There were many similar presentations during his three years of high school, and he almost memorized the script.

It suddenly gave me a sense of déjà vu, like when I was in my first year of high school and my vocational high school teacher was giving a lecture.

Both have similar advantages.

If it weren't for the "opening ceremony," Lin Shuxuan would have switched to martial arts much earlier.

However, his cultivation had not progressed at all in three years, and the pressure he faced was too great.

The student in front of me scoffed:

"This guy must be desperate to recruit people. It's only been two months. What kind of idiot would switch to martial arts?"

His voice was quite loud; besides Lin Shuxuan, the speaker on the stage could probably hear it too, but the speaker's expression remained unchanged, and he continued at his own pace.

However, the words may be crude, but the principle is sound.

With only two months left until the joint entrance exam, switching to the military sciences at the last minute would be a very unwise thing to do.

But isn't this a bit too much? What if the other person has cheat codes...? Lin Shuxuan turned to face Bai Shasha, who was watching him and smiling.

The rich kid usually doesn't listen to the lessons, and whenever she has a spare moment, she sticks her beautiful eyes to him.

Lin Shuxuan had to admit that geniuses who could easily get high scores without studying really existed.

"Sasha, what's the casualty rate like on the front lines lately?"

The well-informed rich girl shook her head.

"People don't know, but looking at the financial reports of the front-line military region in recent years, the pensions are getting higher and higher."

One of the benefits mentioned by the speaker was the death benefit, which was so high that even Lin Shuxuan would have been tempted if it weren't for the fact that it was paid after death.

"But martial arts have a higher ceiling. For example, the upcoming martial arts tournament will select the winner and crown him. Putting aside the bright future, it will also give a lot of exposure to the company and school behind him."

"His dad really wanted this opportunity, but unfortunately he wasn't cut out for martial arts."

Bai Shasha stuck out her tongue shyly.

Lin Shuxuan was very interested in the winner's bright future, but unfortunately his "opening ceremony" was not over, so he simply didn't ask to avoid being envious.

The school bell rang.

The history teacher, who had been waiting outside, came in and chased away the lecturer who was lecturing on martial arts.

He prepared his lesson plan and began lecturing using a projector.

"This question will definitely be on the test..."

The teacher was talking about the history of the reconstruction of Xinhai City. Three hundred years ago, the Federation's powerful leader, Guan Chuan, repelled the beast tide and rebuilt Xinhai on the ruins.

His name has been passed down for three hundred years and is still a key point in major exams.

Lin Shuxuan had good grades in history.

What other students found boring historical knowledge was like a mythical story in a novel to him, a time traveler.

Thanks to this, he is highly sought after by history teachers, who hope he can become the top scorer in history.

"I'm sorry, teacher, I'm already in the shape of a martial arts student..." Lin Shuxuan and the history teacher exchanged a smile.

......

In the evening, I watched the luxury cars belonging to the Baiqi Group drive away.

He took out his phone and contacted Yu Xin.

It concerned his royalties. He had actually wanted to send a message in the car, but he was afraid that Bai Shasha would notice something amiss, so he started singing instead.

[Yu Xin: I'm on duty, let's talk in person.]

An address was also sent along with the message.

When I arrived at the location by taxi, it was the outskirts of a residential complex. The decoration of the eaves and corridors was seven or eight parts similar to that of the complex itself.

A large crowd had gathered at the entrance, making a ruckus and pointing at each other.

Just like the day before yesterday.

A sense of foreboding welled up in Lin Shuxuan's heart.

Beyond the noisy crowd, yellow police tape separated the two corpses wrapped in white sheets from the people.

Besides the constructed equations, there was also a security guard in a gray uniform with a curvaceous figure and big, wavy hair, recording the scene.

It was Yu Xin.

Seeing familiar faces calmed Lin Shuxuan down a bit.

He pushed through the crowd, approached the beautiful older woman, and, standing behind the police tape, asked:

"Sister Yu Xin, what exactly is going on here?"

Yu Xin was slightly startled when she heard the voice. When she saw it was him, she handed over her work to another security guard.

They lifted the cordon and led him to a secluded spot;

He simply handed over the case file.

"A couple died in the early hours of the morning. Their neighbors came to their house, noticed something was wrong, and reported it to the police."

"The cause of death was cardiac arrest, the same as in the previous five cases."

Yu Xin rubbed her temples, her expression grave.

Lin Shuxuan listened while flipping through the files.

He didn't recognize many of the technical terms in the case file, but the two "scene investigation photos of the corpse" were very intuitive.

The mouths of the two dead men were wide open, their eyes were glazed over, and the fear seemed to leap off the page.

Even though it was daytime, he felt as if he were in a cold, dark morgue.

A cold sweat instantly broke out on my back.

Let's review the case file and make a judgment:

[It is suspected that he experienced severe intimidation before his death.]

He returned the case file, but those two horrifying faces were etched into his mind like a steel stamp, and he could recall them even with his eyes closed.

It's almost unforgettable.

"Captain Yu, we are currently on working hours. Could you perhaps postpone your personal matters?"

A haughty man with a buzz cut walked over, speaking in an unfriendly tone.

Yu Xin frowned.

"Fang Cheng, explaining the case is the duty of a security officer, especially since he was the one who provided the clue about the television."

Upon hearing this, Fang Cheng looked at Lin Shuxuan, seemingly only now realizing that such a person existed.

He sneered:

"I knew it! Where did such a ridiculous clue come from? No wonder the case has been so difficult to solve."

Looking at the two people whose words were barbed, Lin Shuxuan was certain that his earlier judgment at the Public Security Bureau was correct.

The beautiful, mature woman was indeed being bullied in the workplace.

Despite being the boss, he couldn't win against his subordinates.

Only when Yu Xin used her authority as captain to direct Fang Cheng to continue investigating the scene did Lin Shuxuan have a chance to interject.

Ask yourself the questions that concern you most.

"I want to ask how I can get the frozen money back."

Yu Xin gently rubbed her temples. Her features were delicate, and even when she frowned, she still had a kind of cuteness.

"Fang Cheng classified your money as stolen goods and froze it because it involves a series of cases. I can't cancel the process until the case is closed."

"But you provided a lead yesterday. If you're willing to join the investigation, I can get the money back through some procedures."

Is this really how it was solved?

Lin Shuxuan was tempted, but then he hesitated, remembering the strange things he had encountered on the second floor of the deceased's house.

However, he might have already been noticed by the murderer back then, so cooperating with Yu Xin to solve the case now would actually be safer.

"No problem, let's do it this way. Take me to the scene."

The wavy-haired mature woman was stunned when she saw Lin Shuxuan suddenly adopting a sophisticated demeanor.

"What I mean is, you can just help with the paperwork; you can skip the on-site investigation."

Lin Shuxuan looked at the busy equations not far away and smiled:

"Now that we've decided to investigate, we have to work hard to solve the case and teach that snobbish guy a lesson."

Yu Xin chuckled, her big eyes curving into crescent moons.

She was already beautiful, and her smile was as alluring as a little fox.

"Alright, then follow me."

Following Yu Xin through the police cordon, they arrived at the room of the two deceased.