At 10 pm, in a spacious and bright room, a beautiful orange-haired woman was sitting on the sofa.
She had a voluptuous figure, and her sinful chest could drive any man crazy.
An enchanting smile appeared on her seductive face as she looked at a row of cell phones on the coffee table and chuckled, "The game has begun."
The next day, police stations across Xikang City received emergency calls one after another that something big had happened.
The Special Investigation Team rushed to the crime scene at the first moment. There were too many crime scenes, so they went to the nearest one.
By the time the Special Investigation Team arrived at the scene, the place had been cordoned off by the police. A few people quickly entered the room.
Qin Forensic Doctor was responsible for the autopsy, Li Yang collected evidence with Zhao Xiaobao, while Wu Xin and Wei Dongqing began to observe the room.
More than an hour later, Wei Dongqing was smoking in the aisle. He knew this matter was too big and would probably make the top brass very upset.
Soon, Li Yang ran over, drenched in sweat, with an anxious look on his face.
"Yangzi, what's the situation?" Wei Dongqing asked.
It was the first time Li Yang had such an expression. He hesitated and said,
"I just contacted the police stations in each district. After final statistics, the number of deceased found has reached 14."
"Among them, 8 were officials at various levels in Xikang, the lowest were section chiefs, and one was from the Provincial Committee."
"The other 6 were their family members."
Wei Dongqing rubbed his temples with his hand: "Oh, this has become a big deal. Let's go to these scenes first and talk about it when we get back."
On this whole day, the Special Investigation Team shuttled back and forth between the various scenes, and finally discovered that there were not 8, but 9 scenes, and the number of deceased rose from 14 to 16.
The Xikang police would not be able to sleep tonight. This case was earth-shattering.
At around 3 am, in the conference room of the Special Investigation Team, the 5 members had solemn expressions and haggard looks.
"According to the appraisal results, the deceased all died of cyanide poisoning between 10 pm and 11 pm last night."
"Among them, 14 victims died from drinking water containing the deadly poison, and 2 died from eating poisoned fruit."
"At the scene of the incident, there was no trace of a third person appearing, nor any trace of someone being poisoned."
"Moreover, all the deceased died in their own homes with the doors locked from the inside, all closed rooms."
"This is the most inconceivable and bizarre case I've seen in so many years of my career. That’s all I know," Qin Forensic Doctor reported first.
After Qin Forensic Doctor finished speaking, Li Yang said solemnly: "According to the surveillance, no one else went to the home of the deceased after they returned home."
"And the victims were all important figures in Xikang City. With tight security in the communities, it is unlikely that someone could have sneaked in undetected on camera."
"We searched the room thoroughly inside-out and found no anomalies, except for a note."
"But this note scared me the most, because all the scenes had this note."
"It read: Sin must be paid for, executor, Disciple No. 6."
After Li Yang finished speaking, Zhao Xiaobao immediately stood up to refute: "Impossible. This case could not have been done by one person, it must have been a gang."
"Although the 9 scenes were all within the first ring road, the range is still quite large."
"It is impossible for one person to appear at these 9 locations at the same time, poison and kill people, and then escape safely."
Wu Xin frowned. She thought about it for a long time and said,
"There are too many impossibilities about this case, but it did happen as a matter of fact. One more impossibility is nothing unbelievable."
"First, how did the perpetrator poison them? That’s impossible. The deceased had locked themselves in, the surveillance showed no one came by, so how were they poisoned? And how did the perpetrator leave?"
"Second, why did so many people die of poisoning in such a short period of time? That's another impossibility."
"Finally, where did that note come from?"
Everyone fell silent. No one could answer even one of the questions, let alone all.
Wei Dongqing said, "Let's not discuss the other details of the case for now. Let's talk about that note first."
"We already knew about the Disciple organization before, but we don't know exactly what this organization does. We can only confirm it is an evil organization."
"Now, looking at the content of the note, it is probably similar in nature to the Dark Night Executioners."
"If that's the case, then this No. 6 person should not have lied. In other words, this case was done by him alone."
Wu Xin also agreed: "This kind of people usually have extremely high IQs and are extremely arrogant. They disdain lying. I agree with Team Leader Wei's analysis."
......
Then everyone began to discuss and analyze the case again, but it was frustrating since the case looked unbelievable from every perspective.
Three days later, the orange-haired woman got on a bullet train and left Xikang, arriving in Yandu City.
Inside a hotel room, the orange-haired woman opened a group chat on her phone. At this time, the chat was already very lively.
"No. 6, how did you do it? You are really awesome!"
"I admit I couldn't have pulled that off. No. 6's divine performance has almost caught up with the Leader's, flawless."
"Very impressive," No. 1 was also very appreciative.
No. 6 smiled slightly in response: "I still need to improve. I left a loophole, although the chance of it being discovered is small, but it is ultimately not perfect enough to compare with the Leader."
After a few more pleasantries and praises for No. 6, No. 1 spoke again:
"No. 6's divine performance has ended. Everyone has seen it and it qualifies.
Next up is your showtime in a month, No. 7. Get ready."
No. 7 immediately replied: "I have already started preparing."
Although the case did not spread online in these three days, mainly because the identities of those involved were not simple, the media was warned not to report it.
But among the police force and officials, this case was already spreading and being called the Xikang Mass Murder by Poisoning Case.
The superiors issued the highest instructions for the police in the entire city to fully cooperate and solve the case in the shortest possible time.
Although the Special Investigation Team had deep backgrounds, the pressure was still not small. After all, this case happened right under their noses.
But only the police themselves knew how difficult it would be to crack this case. It was almost unsolvable.
The whole case revealed unreasonableness everywhere - no surveillance, no physical evidence, no witnesses, no motive.
The only thing they had was that note, yet they didn't know where the note came from. They only knew it was left by the perpetrator. The meaning was obvious, telling the police who did it.
But for the police, that information was almost useless. Because who the hell knows who No. 6 is!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"