Everyone was in an uproar. Tang Zheng had killed someone in front of so many people. This matter had blown up.
This was not a life and death competition. There had to be someone responsible for a murder case.
Everyone looked at Tang Zheng with a complicated expression. Even the audience members who had supported Tang Zheng just now had forgotten what to say. They were at a loss.
The deceased's disciples had already called the police. Someone blocked Tang Zheng's path, as if they were afraid that he would escape. However, no one made a move. They all knew that they were no match for Tang Zheng. They were also worried that they would follow in the footsteps of their sect leader.
However, pairs of resentful eyes were vividly displayed.
"You can't escape. The police will be here soon. There are so many witnesses. Don't even think about escaping the punishment of the law."
Tang Zheng frowned and said sternly, "My punch could not have killed him. There must be something wrong."
"Twisting words and forcing logic. How dare you twist words and force logic after killing someone? You're too much of a bully. Everyone, help us testify. This person killed our sect leader, but he denied it. Is there such a despicable person in the world? Allowing such a person to participate in the Martial Arts Society Convention is ruining the convention's reputation. "
Tang Zheng looked on coldly and said, "Whether or not I am qualified to participate in the Martial Arts Society Convention is not up to you. As for his death, there will naturally be a forensic doctor who will give a verdict."
"Okay.
Then we'll wait and see. Let's see how you escape the law and the condemnation of your conscience. "
In the face of everyone's questioning, Tang Zheng's expression did not change. His mind was already racing. He still had no way to investigate the cause of the other person's death. He could only wait and see.
After a while, the police car drove directly into the stadium. The deceased was carried into the car, and Tang Zheng was directly taken to the car by the police.
Tang Zheng did not resist because he was not guilty. He also wanted to understand the reason.
The elimination competition came to an abrupt end. It could not be held. It was temporarily changed to the next day. Some of the police brought people back to the police station, while others recorded the statements of the witnesses. As for the deceased, he was sent to the police station for an autopsy.
Pa!
Someone slammed the table in front of Tang Zheng. The two policemen opposite him began to ask questions, and Tang Zheng answered them in detail.
The two policemen's expressions were a little strange. Killing someone with one punch, how strong was this person's hand? These martial artists really shouldn't be provoked.
"According to everyone's testimony, the victim was killed by you with one punch. What do you think about this?" The police asked over and over again, and they connected many clever questions together. If Tang Zheng lied, he would be exposed.
This was the most basic interrogation routine, but Tang Zheng was telling the truth. His answers were the same several times without any discrepancy.
"He took my punch, but whether or not he died because of this punch, I am not sure, but one day I must declare that my punch can't kill people." Tang Zheng said solemnly.
In several other interrogation rooms, the deceased's disciples insisted that Tang Zheng deliberately killed the victim and must be severely punished. Although some of the audience confirmed that the victim died under Tang Zheng's fist, they still defended him, thinking that it was impossible. Perhaps the victim was scared by Tang Zheng.
The news of the death in the elimination competition had spread, and there was a lot of discussion. The competition between the Cessation of Martial Arts Faction and the Anti-Martial Arts Faction continued. Both sides had their own opinions. Some people even suggested that the victim had a serious illness, so he died suddenly. Some people also suggested that the victim knew that he was not a match for Tang Zheng, so he was scared to death.
In short, there was a fierce discussion, and no one came to a conclusion.
At the end of the interrogation, Tang Zheng repeatedly reiterated that he was not the murderer. Although there were many witnesses, the autopsy results of the deceased were still needed to prove it. As the biggest suspect, Tang Zheng, was left in the police station.
This time, Tang Zheng did not resist, but was very cooperative. This made the police officer who handled the case suspicious and feel flattered.
As for Li Xiaotian and Ye Dingdang, the two did not follow to the police station. Before Tang Zheng was taken away, he secretly told the two to look for clues. There was something fishy about this matter.
The two immediately took action, and more and more information about the deceased gathered. When night fell, Tang Zheng was lying alone in a single room in the guard room. After making sure that there was not much movement around, he quietly made a dummy with a pillow and lay on the bed. After covering himself with a quilt, he sneaked out of the room.
How could a guard room like this trap him? He appeared and disappeared like a ghost, passing through the passageways and arriving at the basement.
The basement was eerie, and it was chilling. This was the place where the police conducted the autopsy. The reason Tang Zheng was willing to stay at the police station was because of this corpse.
In the middle of the night, the forensic doctor had already left, and the basement was empty. Tang Zheng had even seen ghosts before, so of course, he was not afraid of this environment.
On the cold operating table was a corpse with its chest and stomach cut open. It was obvious that the autopsy had just been carried out. Tang Zheng recognized at a glance that it was the person who had fought with him.
Tang Zheng saw the autopsy results next to the corpse. It was clearly recorded that the deceased had died from a heavy blow to the heart.
Tang Zheng was shocked. The two of them looked down. Sure enough, the chest of the corpse was cut open, and the heart was indeed ruptured. It seemed to have been caused by a heavy blow.
However, Tang Zheng carefully examined the corpse a few more times. Other than the heart, the other internal organs were intact. Even the skin did not have any traces of a fist.
This was extremely abnormal. Moreover, he believed that his punch could not have ruptured the other party's heart. At the time, he had already discovered that the other party only knew how to use fancy moves, so he had deliberately reduced his strength. That punch would have only caused a dull pain in the other party's chest, but it would not have been fatal.
Just as he was thinking hard, he suddenly felt the air around him become cold, as if the temperature had dropped by a few degrees.
He could not help but shiver. However, it was not out of fear. Instead, he was surprised to see a soul float up from the corpse.
Although this person had been dead for a long time, the soul had not completely left the body. At this moment, the Yang energy was the weakest and the Yin energy was the thickest in the world. His soul had finally left the body at midnight.
The soul glanced at Tang Zheng, and his eyes flashed with surprise. Tang Zheng's heart skipped a beat. The souls he had seen before were muddle-headed, but this soul was obviously much more awake and had a lot of consciousness from when he was alive.
Tian Chanzi had once told him that this kind of situation was rare, but it was not impossible. For example, if the deceased had a strong obsession, or if the deceased was a powerhouse when he was alive, then the soul would be much stronger. Even after death, the soul would not immediately become muddle-headed.
Although this person only knew how to use fancy moves, he was obviously more powerful than ordinary people. His soul was much stronger.
This made Tang Zheng overjoyed. Since the other party still had the consciousness of when he was alive, then he could directly ask him about what happened when he was alive.
"How did you die? My fist definitely couldn't kill you, so did you die because of some other reason? "Tang Zheng directly asked.
The soul looked at Tang Zheng in surprise.
"You don't have to be surprised. I can see you and hear you. As long as you tell me the truth, I will definitely avenge you," Tang Zheng said.
The soul screamed, "You are the one who killed me."
Hmm?
Tang Zheng suspiciously wrinkled his eyebrows and said: "Let me reiterate, that punch of mine definitely won't be able to kill you. The one who killed you is someone else. You are already dead, so why would I lie to you?"
The soul was startled and stared blankly at Tang Zheng, as if he was trying to determine whether Tang Zheng was telling the truth.
"The moment you hit me, my heart started to beat faster. I felt blood fill my heart completely in an instant. A strong force broke through my heart, and then I lost consciousness," the soul said after recalling.
Tang Zheng's eyes lit up and said, "You are saying that the strong force in your heart came from within, and not from external pressure?"
Huh?
The soul was not an idiot and immediately realized the crux of the problem. "It seems like that is the case." After all, he had also practiced some martial arts, so he understood that the pressure caused by the heavy blow was definitely from the outside, and not from the inside out. This meant that Tang Zheng's fist was indeed not the real cause of his death.
The soul was at a loss. He usually did not have any heart disease, so why would he have such symptoms?
Tang Zheng thought more and pondered for a moment before asking, "What did you do before the match?"
"Nothing much? I felt a little nervous, so I drank a glass of water to ease my nerves, "the soul said.
"Water!" Tang Zheng's heart skipped a beat. "The problem must be in that glass of water. Otherwise, it doesn't make sense."
"After I drank the water, my nerves did not ease. Instead, my heart beat faster. I became even more nervous." The soul recalled and seemed to have realized something.
"Did someone drug me?"
Tang Zheng nodded with a serious expression. "Most likely, but the key is who is the murderer. What evidence do I have to prove this?"
The soul was at a loss. "I didn't offend anyone. Why would someone want to harm me?"
"They didn't harm you, but me. It's only because you are my opponent that they attacked you." Tang Zheng had already figured out the crux of the matter. There must be some drug in that glass of water that caused his heart to explode. Coincidentally, his punch had landed on the soul's chest, so it gave people the impression that he had killed the soul.
It was too vicious. Such a flawless plan left him speechless. Did they want him to be unable to continue participating in the martial arts tournament?
Who would do such a thing?
The answer was obvious. If it was not Yu Zhankui, then it was Wales behind him. The forensic doctor did not find any evidence. It must be that the drug was special and did not leave any traces in the soul's body.
Tang Zheng had no proof. It was impossible for him to say that he found the ghost of the deceased and solved this murder case together with the other party.
"I knew they wouldn't let it go, but I didn't expect them to be so insidious. It's only the knockout round and they're already playing tricks."
Whoosh whoosh
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