For a family massacre case, Sun Yi, captain of the HS City Criminal Police Brigade, had not slept a wink for three whole days. Now that the case had finally been solved, he returned home and, without a word, collapsed into bed.
But he had barely lain down when someone outside began pounding on the door.
"Sir, sir! Get up, something terrible has happened!"
The banging was as loud as a drumbeat. Even if Sun Yi wanted to pretend not to hear it, he could not. He groggily opened his eyes and immediately felt discomfort all over, especially around his nose and mouth, where something sticky seemed to be clogging them.
He instinctively wiped at it, only to find his hand covered in a dark brown, viscous fluid that gave off a faintly choking, fishy stench.
Blood?!
That completely woke Sun Yi. He sprang out of bed and warily looked around, only to discover that his messy bedroom had changed beyond recognition.
Paper-paned wooden windows, a large bed draped in brocade curtains, a wardrobe carved with Five Blessings Holding Longevity, a crane-shaped candlestick standing atop a dragon turtle's back—and, most notably, a Gold Thread Great Ring Blade gleaming coldly on a wooden rack by the western wall!
What the hell was this...
For a moment, Sun Yi's mind went blank again. In his daze, he could not tell whether he was awake or simply dreaming too deeply.
Then he suddenly spotted a Bronze Mirror half a man tall beside the Gold Thread Great Ring Blade. His heart stirred, and he hurried over in three quick strides. With three parts fear and seven parts anticipation, he cautiously brought his face close to it.
The face reflected in the Bronze Mirror still had thick brows, large eyes, and a square jaw, but it was at least a dozen years younger. Its features were sharper, its frame considerably more burly—and even more eye-catching was the bronze-colored musculature, as though forged from steel and iron.
Mermaid lines, eight-pack abs, an inverted-triangle build...
Sun Yi unconsciously flexed his arm, and a mound-like bicep bulged up. By conservative estimate, it was at least the size of a D cup!
This...
Could this be the legendary transmigration?!
Sun Yi staggered half a step backward, his mind a complete mess. Then the corner of his eye caught the Gold Thread Great Ring Blade again. He did not know what possessed him, but he suddenly felt an urge to hold it in his hand. Without thinking, he reached out and grabbed the weapon.
The blade looked impressively weighty, yet when he picked it up, it felt as light as a sheet of aluminum.
Sun Yi accidentally put a little too much force into it, and the nine bronze rings clanged wildly. The crisp collisions seemed strangely magical, stabbing through his ears and deep into his brain. Then countless fragments of memory exploded in his mind!
Great Zhou, Guangde 9th Year?
Sun Shaozong, Military Attache stationed in Qian Xiang Country?
He had offended Prince Yizhong?
And he had an elder brother named Sun Shaozu?
Those memory fragments were incomplete and utterly disordered. It took Sun Yi quite some effort to piece together a rough outline.
This body had originally belonged to someone named Sun Shaozong. He came from a military family of the Great Zhou dynasty and had nearly lost his life after offending a powerful figure at court. Left with no choice, his elder brother Sun Shaozu had pulled some strings to send him to Qian Xiang Country to lie low for a while.
Still, hiding from trouble did not mean Sun Shaozong had left the embrace of the Great Zhou court. He was now Great Zhou's Military Attache stationed in Qian Xiang Country, holding the substantive rank of Imperial Guard, Rank 6 Commandant. He commanded more than thirty guards at the embassy and was effectively second only to Ambassador Niu Yongxin.
Though Sun Yi could not quite figure out what era in history this Great Zhou dynasty and Qian Xiang Country belonged to, after receiving those memory fragments, he at least had a basic understanding of the times. That made him feel somewhat steadier.
Sigh~
Since he had already transmigrated here, he could probably only resign himself to it.
Just as Sun Yi... no, Sun Shaozong, was caught in a swirl of emotions yet had no choice but to face reality, the drumlike pounding sounded again. "Sir, sir! Get up! Lord Niu has been assassinated!"
Ambassador Niu Yongxin was dead?!
A piece of information immediately surfaced in Sun Shaozong's mind: according to the Great Zhou Laws, if a court envoy died a violent death in a foreign land, every accompanying guard had to pay with his life!
Damn~
Wasn't he Niu Yongxin's guard commander now?!
He had only just transmigrated and was already about to lose his head. This was even more miserable than delivering his own head from a thousand miles away!
Sun Shaozong had no time to think. Carrying the Gold Thread Great Ring Blade, he stepped forward and lifted the door bar. With a casual shove, the two doors flew apart like sheets of paper, slamming into the walls with a bang that sent dust raining down from the beams.
He stepped over the threshold and saw a short man in full armor standing outside. He grabbed the man by the collar and effortlessly lifted him before his eyes, demanding loudly, "Niu Yong... Lord Niu—how did he die?!"
"Ghk... ghk..."
The short man kicked and flailed in midair, making strangled noises. How could he possibly manage a coherent answer?
Only then did Sun Shaozong realize that he had nearly choked the man to death. He hurriedly set him carefully back on the ground—ah, apparently the fellow was not particularly short. It was merely that Sun Shaozong's build was so enormous that everyone else seemed lacking in height.
And judging by this fellow's weight, Sun Shaozong also realized that the Gold Thread Great Ring Blade was not actually so light. It might even be several pounds heavier than he had initially guessed.
Those bronze-colored muscles really were not just for show!
"Cough... cough, cough..."
The not-so-short short man coughed for quite a while before recovering. With a grief-stricken face, he said, "Wasn't Lord Niu invited today to attend the wedding feast for Qinglin Prefecture Governor Ruan Liangshun's new wife? At the feast, more than a dozen thieves suddenly attacked and assassinated Lord Niu, killing him and the four brothers accompanying him!"
Qinglin Prefecture was the capital of Qian Xiang Country, while Ruan Liangshun was its prefecture governor. In modern terms, he was roughly equivalent to the mayor of the capital.
As Sun Shaozong pieced together the relevant information in his mind, he heard the "short man" mutter resentfully, "If not for you, Commandant, suddenly feeling unwell and being unable to go with them, Lord Niu would not necessarily have lost his life. Even if all those assassins were piled together, they would not be enough for you to cut down in two or three strokes! Much less succeed and still have most of them escape amid the chaos!"
That resentful tone did not sound like flattery.
Considering the monstrous strength hidden in this body, if Sun Shaozong had been there, he might really have been able to stop those assassins as the man claimed...
Wait!
A flash of inspiration struck Sun Shaozong. He quickly shifted the Gold Thread Great Ring Blade to his left hand and carefully examined his open right palm. Then he roared, "Feng... Feng Xin, immediately gather everyone in the embassy at the Front Hall! Tell them I will call roll one by one. If anyone looks suspicious, seize him at once!"
It took him quite some effort to recall the identity of the short man before him: Feng Xin, one of the two seventh-rank inspectors under his command.
Uh~
Considering that the other inspector had already died alongside Niu Yongxin at the Ruan Residence, Feng Xin was now the only inspector left under him.
Yet upon hearing the order, Feng Xin did not seem inclined to carry it out. Instead, he sighed dejectedly and shook his head. "Sir, it's useless. Both the eastern and western city gates have already been locked, and the embassy is surrounded by Qian Xiang Country's troops. With our few men, there is no way we can break out! I think this time we are doomed. We will all have to be buried alongside Lord Niu..."
Seeing Feng Xin grow more and more despondent, his eyes reddening as Gold Beans were about to fall, Sun Shaozong could no longer bear it. He grabbed him and lifted him into the air again, shaking him wildly like a lantern, while rebuking him, "I order you to gather everyone right now, immediately, at once! Do you understand?!"
"Under... understood! This subordinate will go at once!"
Feng Xin felt as though every bone in his body was about to fall apart. How could he dare defy the order any longer? He hurriedly scrambled out of the courtyard.
Tsk~
What a disaster out of nowhere!
Watching Feng Xin's back disappear beyond the door, Sun Shaozong's expression fell as well. The city gates were shut, and the embassy was under heavy siege. Escape was clearly impossible. The only path to survival was likely to capture the fleeing assassins before the news reached Great Zhou and earn redemption through merit.
Fortunately, as a criminal police officer, solving cases was what he did best!
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