After receiving the text message from Song Zifu, Chu Ting felt very uneasy. Although she was eager to know what Song Zifu was up to, she also knew he would never tell her. After pondering for a long time, Chu Ting sighed, "Ah, so be it."
Let's set aside Chu Ting's sigh and Song Zifu's intentions for now. Let's see what Xia Huna is doing.
Ever since evening study hall began, Xia Huna had been saying goodbye to his wheelchair. According to the system's calculations, after healing his injuries, his precious wheelchair no longer had any effect on restoring or improving his physical fitness. The only benefit of the wheelchair might have been its comfort.
Since it was no longer useful, before sending it back to the secret base for storage, Xia Huna decided to give it away and let it serve one last purpose.
"Little wheelchair, from tomorrow onwards, you will be carrying a girl. I suppose you'll be very happy."
The farewell ceremony for the little wheelchair continued until eleven o'clock. Only then did Xia Huna reluctantly turn off the lights and lie down on his bed.
The Six Spirits Great Lake was still very quiet at night, with only the intermittent sound of the wind and the dying chirps of various insects to be heard.
Soon, more than an hour passed. As the moon rose to its zenith, its watery moonlight casting upon the ground, a shadow suddenly appeared on Xia Huna's windowsill. "Heh, living in such a nice house. Could he have a special deal with the principal? But it doesn't matter, because by tomorrow, all of this will be mine."
The person was Song Zifu. He tiptoed to Xia Huna's bedside, looking at the neatly folded clothes on the nightstand, as well as treasures like Poké Balls and a mobile phone. Song Zifu nodded, "Hmm, one Great Ball and two Poké Balls should be fine. His phone also has what they call a Key Stone, so that should be correct too. So careless, I'll take them then."
Song Zifu directly took the items from Xia Huna's nightstand and then slipped away from the windowsill. He had originally intended to take Xia Huna's wheelchair as well, but it was simply too heavy. Song Zifu also considered removing the items from the wheelchair to sell for money, but he feared making a noise that might wake Xia Huna, so he eventually gave up.
Song Zifu climbed down from the second-floor balcony using a rope. Upon reaching the courtyard on the first floor, he took out two bottles of white wine from a bundle placed in the yard and opened them. Song Zifu brought the white wine close to his nose and sniffed. "Such good wine, to be wasted like this. Consider yourself lucky. I'll use it to mourn you."
Saying this, Song Zifu poured the two bottles of white wine onto Xia Huna's garden. Before leaving, Song Zifu took out a match, struck it, and tossed it onto the grass.
The flames, fueled by alcohol, instantly ignited Xia Huna's house. Song Zifu fled far away, watching the house burn in the raging inferno, a disgusting smile spreading across his lips. "No matter how young you are, or what a teacher you are, aren't you still going to die at my hands?"
After a brief moment of arrogance, Song Zifu quickly fled because he saw the fire spreading towards Tong Ruo's place.
Tong Ruo and Zheng Xiaoxiao were soon awakened by the heat. Seeing the house ablaze, they rushed out of the house, called the police, and began to fight the fire. After a night of struggle, the fire was finally extinguished. The once beautiful semi-detached house was thus consumed by the flames. In Xia Huna's section, which burned the fiercest, the people of Six Spirits University only found a charred corpse and three Poké Balls.
With such a major incident, the people of Six Spirits University decided to investigate thoroughly. However, the suspect, Song Zifu, was quite confident that he would not be caught because he had investigated and found no cameras around the house. Although he had a disagreement with Xia Huna, it could not be used as direct evidence.
Hiding in his dormitory, Song Zifu decided to first transfer the three Pokémon to his home. After all, if they were still in his possession, it would be easy to get into trouble if searched. However, when he arrived at the school's Pokémon Center, he was informed that empty Poké Balls could not be transferred.
Caught off guard by the empty Poké Balls, Song Zifu tried the other two as well, but to no avail, they were all empty. Song Zifu left the Pokémon Center in a daze and threw all three Poké Balls into the trash can.
Song Zifu's actions last night had failed. Even in the middle of the night, Pokémon were awake when they came out of their Poké Balls. Song Zifu was worried that the Pokémon might be too noisy if he opened the Poké Balls, so he didn't check them. He only saw a Great Ball and two Poké Balls and assumed they belonged to Xia Huna's Pokémon, resulting in a mistake.
Since the Poké Balls were incorrect, Song Zifu naturally began to doubt whether the Key Stone he held was real. Verifying a Key Stone required a Pokémon capable of Mega Evolution, which he did not possess. Therefore, he could only hide the Key Stone for the time being.
Shortly after Song Zifu hid the Key Stone, people from the Pokémon Police Department arrived and immediately apprehended him. Song Zifu was still unconvinced and retorted, "What are you doing?"
The police officer from the Pokémon Police Department presented an arrest warrant. "You are suspected of murder, so you must come with us."
The officer directly took Song Zifu to the police station. Before any methods were employed, they simply showed him the video footage of him setting the fire the previous day, and Song Zifu confessed immediately. However, Song Zifu couldn't understand; he had investigated and there were no cameras near that small building, so why was he filmed yesterday?
Outside the interrogation room, Zheng Xiaoxiao, Tong Ruo, and Chu Ting watched Song Zifu.
Zheng Xiaoxiao sighed. "Little Xia had told me he might have some extremely fervent fans, so he hoped to install a surveillance camera to see who it was. I didn't expect it to end up recording something like this."
Chu Ting's eyes welled up with tears. "Last night I received a message from Song Zifu. I warned Teacher Xia, but I didn't expect Teacher Xia to still not escape."
These words were overheard by Song Zifu as he was being led out of the interrogation room. Song Zifu lunged at them, his teeth bared. "You slut, so you betrayed me! That's why the Pokémon in the Poké Balls I got were all fake!"
Startled by Song Zifu's sudden lunge, Chu Ting stumbled back and fell onto the ground. Two police officers quickly stepped forward to restrain Song Zifu and calm him down.
Seeing Song Zifu being taken away by the police, Zheng Xiaoxiao helped Chu Ting up. "This is not your fault, nor is it Xia Huna's fault. You couldn't stop Song Zifu, and you had already warned him. Xia Huna had also directly swapped out his Pokémon and Key Stone, but it's a pity he still didn't expect this madman Song Zifu to do something like this."
The news of Xia Huna's murder quickly spread throughout the entire Ming Long Kingdom. After all, Xia Huna was too famous. Both the Grand Festival Committee and the Pokémon Research Association strongly condemned the incident, as its impact was too detrimental.
Soon, Song Zifu's identity was exposed, and even his grandfather was greatly affected. Maranchi also paid close attention to the matter, instructing the relevant departments to conduct a swift trial and execution.
Therefore, a week after the fire, Song Zifu was sentenced to death. Although Song Ruoxi still tried to struggle, it was ultimately in vain, and Song Zifu left this world directly.
At the entrance of the Pokémon Court, Song Ruoxi stared at Chu Ting and the others with cloudy eyes. "You girls killed my grandson. I will remember this!"
Zheng Xiaoxiao retorted, "This is clearly your grandson's own doing. What does it have to do with us?"
As the two groups were about to clash, a voice suddenly rang out: "Wuwuwu..."
Everyone looked over and saw someone wrapped in bandages, resembling a mummy, sitting in a wheelchair, accompanied by a young girl. The mummy was making muffled sounds as he walked.
No one understood what he was saying. However, a Rotom Dex floated out from behind the wheelchair. "Uh, he's asking what you're all arguing about, Rotom."
"Rotom Dex?"
Zheng Xiaoxiao and the other two exclaimed. Why was a Rotom Dex here? In the current distribution of Pokémon in the Ming Long Kingdom, there was only one Rotom Dex, and that was Xia Huna's Rotom.
Zheng Xiaoxiao looked at the mummy. "Are you Little Xia?"
The mummy whimpered twice, and the three of them rushed forward. "You're not dead!"
The mummy whimpered unhappily, and Rotom translated for him. "Do you all wish for me to die so badly?"
After a series of explanations, everyone finally understood. Just as Xia Huna was about to be burned to death, his Pokémon friend came out and saved him. As for the corpse, Xia Huna became very agitated because it was a highly realistic Xia Huna doll he had painstakingly created to train his and Froakie's默契 (mòqì - tacit understanding/rapport).
Seeing that Xia Huna was not dead, Song Ruoxi felt very distressed. In his eyes, he had purely lost a grandson. He did not want to see Xia Huna anymore and stormed away.
However, the day after the trial concluded and the sentence was carried out, Song Ruoxi received a letter from Xia Huna. The letter read:
You know, I was actually awake when your grandson came that day. As soon as the fire started, I used Teleport to leave. Not only that, but I also specifically found a way to wake up Tong Ruo and Zheng Xiaoxiao. The only truth I told was that it was indeed a simulation doll I had made.
The reason I did this was to create the illusion of my death. This way, under pressure, the impact would be quickly eliminated, and that scumbag Song Zifu would be dealt with. I must say, my plan was too easy to succeed.
As soon as Song Ruoxi finished reading the letter, the paper and envelope began to spark and burn, instantly turning to ashes. After reading the letter, Song Ruoxi's throat felt sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Following in the footsteps of his scumbag grandson, he passed away.