Chapter 517

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Whether it was intentional or unintentional, these police cars were not parked under the teaching building, but at the gate of Guanghua College.

Therefore, if He Xiangping wanted to get on the bus, he could only walk in this way, and the distance between them would take fifteen minutes on foot.

And many teachers and students heard about He Xiangping's arrest by the police, and ran out to watch. So, He Xiangping, who was handcuffed and held in the middle by two policemen, walked slowly under the strange eyes of the teachers and students of this college.

In the past, teachers and students looked at him with admiration and admiration.

Now, He Xiangping could feel the sarcasm and disdain in those eyes, many of which were even more gloating.

It's no wonder that He Xiangping used to pretend to be aloof, and often looked at others with a superior view, but now he encountered a situation where the wall was overthrown and everyone pushed him back.

He Xiangping also finally felt the sense of humiliation that he would rather get into a hole than see anyone.

Today's He Xiangping just wants to leave here as soon as possible, out of everyone's sight, especially he feels that Yang Jiabao seems to be in the crowd, looking at him with contemptuous eyes.

However, those policemen seemed to be deliberately taking him through the streets, walking very leisurely, and there was no urgency to take him back.

The dean of Guanghua College heard about He Xiangping and hurried over. After all, he has a deep love for He Xiangping, and he intends to train He Xiangping as his successor.

Moreover, He Xiangping's reputation has risen so much in recent days, which has also made Guanghua College show its face.

Now that these policemen are arresting He Xiangping in such a high-profile way, isn't it equivalent to giving Guanghua College a slap in the face?

"Why do you take away the professors of our college?" The dean saw He Xiangping being handcuffed as soon as he arrived, and a burst of anger surged in his heart, and he questioned the policemen regardless of the situation.

The leading police officer said calmly: "Mr. Dean, we have formal procedures, and there is no problem with our law enforcement.

If you have any comments, dean, you can report to my superior.

But please get out of the way now, or we can charge you with obstruction of law. "

Then, he pushed the dean away very bluntly, and walked forward with He Xiangping, whose face was pale.

The dean behind shouted loudly: "I want to find your chief!"

The police officer sneered, "It's useless to find our chief, this is an arrest order directly issued by the Ministry of Public Security."

When he came to the gate of Guanghua College, he saw that there were already many reporters here. He Xiangping's face became even paler, and he shouted to the police officer in front: "Officer, take me out of here quickly, take me out of here quickly!"

But as soon as the words fell, those reporters had rushed up and surrounded them, marking each appliance one by one.

The microphones of the TV station were also squeezed in front of He Xiangping, the lenses of the video recorders were all aimed at He Xiangping, and the flashes of the cameras kept blinking.

"Professor He, the stocks you predicted before are all suspected of illegal trading and economic crimes, and the stock price has dropped from the highest of 30 yuan and 20 cents. I would like to ask, do you know about the illegal trading of those stocks?" ?” asked the reporter.

"I don't know!" He Xiangping's heart sank when he heard that those stocks had all fallen by the limit. He had just asked his securities broker to sell the stocks. I can't get it.

Regarding He Xiangping's categorical denial, the reporters did not give up, and asked closely: "Professor He, why did the comrades from the Economic Crime Investigation Bureau arrest you?

Are you related to the behind-the-scenes trading of those stocks? "

"No, I have nothing to do with them!" He Xiangping yelled: "I went back with the police just to assist in the investigation, you know! I am not a criminal!"

"Professor He, this incident has caused heavy losses to many stockholders. Do you think you are responsible for this?"

He Xiangping was stunned for a moment, his expression kept changing, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "I don't think I have any responsibility, I just said that these stocks will go up, and they did go up.

However, the financial market is inherently high-risk, and no one can predict what will happen in the next moment. What's more, I didn't force them to buy it, so what responsibility do I have. "

From a certain point of view, He Xiangping's remarks are indeed reasonable. It is their own decision for stockholders to buy those stocks and has nothing to do with others.

However, even if this is the case, how could those stockholders who have lost all their money let He Xiangping go so easily? On the contrary, what He Xiangping said was extremely irresponsible in the eyes of many people.

"Okay, okay, we still have to take him back to the bureau, everyone, please save face and let's get out of the way." Seeing that the reporters were almost done asking, the police officer asked someone to squeeze out a way, and took He Xiang Push it flat into the police car.

Until the police car moved, the surrounding reporters continued to take pictures, and He Xiangping also left without a trace in the bursts of flashes.

He really wanted to know what was going on, and he really wanted to call Xiaoqian to find out. However, the police confiscated his mobile phone and did not allow him to communicate with the outside world.

He Xiangping wanted to ask the policeman who was very angry with him before, what happened to the stock market.

However, after he asked the question, the policeman stared at him very resentfully for a long time, making He Xiangping feel like he was staring at a cobra, and finally retracted his gaze, and the policeman didn't say a word, He Xiangping Ping didn't dare to ask any more.

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He Xiangping of the Investigation Bureau was thrown into a room. There was no bed, table, or stool in the room, not even a toilet or a lamp.

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In such an open space of more than ten square meters, the only "decoration" in the whole room is a small window the size of a brick on the wall facing the door, and it is separated by a thick layer of glass, allowing the sound to pass through. stay home.

He Xiangping stood on tiptoe to see the monotonous blue-gray wall outside.

Naturally, He Xiangping had no experience of being brought into the bureau, so he was very uneasy crouching in the corner at this time.

He is afraid, afraid that his money will be locked up, afraid that those few stocks will ruin his reputation, afraid that they will betray him for small money, afraid that what he longs for will eventually become an empty dream, and even more afraid that what he originally owned will be lost. lose.

"Let me out! I want to get out! Let me out!"

He suddenly jumped up and rushed to the door, pounding on the iron door vigorously, making a "bang bang", echoing and wandering in the sealed room together with his roar.

"I'm a professor at Peking University, I'm a master tutor at Guanghua University, and I'm a Chinese stock god, let me out!"

After beating on the iron door continuously for ten minutes, the iron door finally opened.

Subconsciously, He Xiangping was about to squeeze out through the open door, but was kicked on his chest and flew back backwards.

Ever since he was a child, he had never been attacked like this before. He hugged his chest and rolled on the ground, groaning in pain.

Two policemen came in, punched and kicked He Xiangping on the ground, and cursed: "I'm calling you, I'm calling you! You're so fucking arrogant after committing a crime!"

Both of them are veterans, and hitting He Xiangping on him would make him miserable without causing performance scars.

He Xiangping, who had never experienced this kind of beating, couldn't stand the pain, so he put down his dignity and begged for mercy.

The two policemen also vented their anger, and finally spat at He Xiangping before closing the iron gate and walking away.

He Xiangping curled up on the ground, shivering from the pain all over his body, and what made him even more uncomfortable was that he, who was originally respected by others, was now a prisoner, subject to humiliation and beating.

The most important thing is that he has no way of knowing the situation outside, so he can't think of a corresponding countermeasure, which can only increase his anxiety.

It wasn't until night fell outside and the room was shrouded in deep darkness that the iron door opened again.

Light came in from the door, and He Xiangping, who was still huddled on the ground, squinted his eyes and looked over, but could only see two figures walking in, one left and one right holding his hands, and dragging him out of the room.

After being beaten, and without eating or drinking for most of the day, He Xiangping almost collapsed. He saw clearly that the two people who dragged him away were the policemen who had beaten him before.

They brought He Xiangping to a much larger room, where there is a sofa, a coffee table, a TV and a heater.

Qi, it should be the reception room of the Investigation Bureau.

What shocked He Xiangping the most was that he actually saw a person who shouldn't and couldn't be here——Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao was sitting on the sofa in the reception room with his legs crossed, his face was very comfortable. When He Xiangping was dragged in, a policewoman brought hot milk tea and delicate cakes, and put them on Zhou Hao respectfully. On the coffee table in front.

But He Xiangping was roughly pushed down on a hard solid wooden chair by the two policemen, and his hands were also buckled on the back of the chair, and he himself was facing Zhou Hao.

"Leave two people, and the rest will go back."

It was only then that He Xiangping noticed that there was a man in his forties sitting on the sofa next to Zhou Hao. Hearing what the man said, everyone left the reception area except for the two policemen guarding behind He Xiangping. room and closed the door.

Zhou Hao looked at He Xiangping with a smile on his face, and said, "Mr. He, why are you so emaciated after only seeing you for a few days?"

He Xiangping's chest heaved violently twice, then he took a deep breath, and said weakly to Zhou Hao, "What are you doing here?"

Zhou Hao grinned and said, "To be honest, I'm here to show off to you, Mr. He."

(end of this chapter)

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