C517 Wuyuanwei

Whether intentionally or not, these policemen's cars didn't stop at the bottom of the school building, but were placed at the entrance of Guang Hua Academy.

So if He Xiangping wanted to get on the car, he could only walk like this. With the distance between them, he needed to walk for fifteen minutes.

Many teachers and students had heard about He Xiangping being arrested by the police and came out to watch. Thus, under the strange gazes of the academy's students and teachers, He Xiangping slowly walked forward while wearing handcuffs and being held in the middle by two policemen.

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

Now, however, He Xiangping could actually feel the ridicule and disdain in those gazes, and even more of them contained feelings of schadenfreude.

It was no wonder that He Xiangping, who was usually arrogant and proud in the past, often looked down on others with a lofty gaze, had now met with a situation where a wall was pushed down by a crowd.

He Xiangping finally felt the humiliation of wanting to hide in a hole but not seeing anyone.

The current He Xiangping only wanted to quickly leave this place and leave the crowd's line of sight. Especially what he felt was that Yang Jiabao seemed to be in the crowd, looking at him with contempt.

It was as if those policemen wanted to take him on a stroll. Their steps were very leisurely, and they didn't have the urge to take him back.

After the President of the Guang Hua Academy heard about what happened with He Xiangping, he rushed over as well. After all, he deeply cherished this talent in his heart, and wanted to take He Xiangping on as his successor to train him.

In addition, He Xiangping's reputation had greatly increased in the past few days, causing Guang Hua Academy to greatly show their face.

Wasn't it equivalent to giving Guang Hua Academy a ruthless slap in the face when these policemen arrested He Xiangping in such a high-profile manner?

"On what basis are you taking our academy's professors away?" The moment the dean saw that He Xiangping was handcuffed, a burst of anger surged out from his heart. He ignored everything and questioned the policemen.

The leader of the police said unhurriedly: "President, we have formal procedures. Our law enforcement is not a problem."

If you have any objections, President, you can do so as my superior.

But please step aside, or we can sue you for obstructing the law. "

Then, he very impolitely pushed the dean away and brought along the pale He Xiangping as he walked forward.

The dean at the back shouted loudly, "I'm looking for your bureau chief!"

The police officer sneered, "It's useless to look for our bureau chief. This is a warrant directly issued by the Ministry of Public Security to arrest him."

When he arrived at the entrance of Guang Hua Academy, he saw that there were already many reporters here. He Xiangping's face became even paler, and he shouted to the officer in front: "Officer, bring me out of here, quickly bring me out of here!"

But just as he said that, the reporters had already surrounded them, the microphones that signified the different television stations squeezed in front of He Xiangping, the cameras were all aimed at him, and the lights on the cameras were flickering non-stop.

"Professor He, the stocks you predicted previously were suspected of illegal trading and economic crimes, and their share prices also fell from the highest of 30 RMB to the lowest of 20 RMB. I would like to ask, do you know about the illegal trading of those stocks?" the reporter asked.

"I don't know!" When He Xiangping heard that those stocks had stopped falling, his heart kept on sinking. He had just gotten his brokerage to sell the stocks, now that he had stopped, he might not even be able to do anything.

With regards to He Xiangping's denials, the reporters did not give up and asked closely, "Professor He, then why did these comrades from the Economic Crime Investigation Department want to arrest you?

Do you have anything to do with the backroom transactions of those stocks? "

"No, I have nothing to do with them!" He Xiangping shouted loudly, "I will only go back with the police to assist with the investigation. Do you know what I will do? I am not a criminal! "

"Professor He, this incident caused many people to suffer heavy losses. Do you think you're responsible for this?"

He Xiangping was startled, his expression kept changing, and finally, he said while clenching his teeth: "I don't think I'm responsible, I just said that these stocks will rise, and they did indeed rise as well.

However, financial markets are inherently risky and no one can predict what will happen in the next moment. Furthermore, I did not force them to buy it, so what responsibility do I have? "

From a certain point of view, He Xiangping's words were reasonable, the people buying those stocks was their own decision, it had nothing to do with others.

However, even then, how could those people who had lost everything would let He Xiangping go so easily? On the contrary, what He Xiangping had said was extremely irresponsible in the eyes of many people.

"Alright, alright, we still need to bring him back to the police station. Everyone, give him some face and step aside." Seeing that the reporters had asked enough, the police officer got his men to squeeze out of the way and pushed He Xiangping into the police car.

Even after the police car had started moving, the surrounding reporters still continued to take photos. He Xiangping also left in a flash.

He really wanted to know what was going on. He really wanted to call Little Qian and ask him. But the police had taken his cell phone away and wouldn't allow him to contact the outside world.

He Xiangping wanted to ask the cop who was showing his anger at him before what the situation was like on the stock market.

However, after he asked, the policeman glared at him for a long time, causing He Xiangping to feel as if he was being looked at by a cobra. Finally, he retracted his gaze and the policeman did not say a single word, so He Xiangping did not dare to ask anymore.

Returning to the investigation department, He Xiangping was thrown into a room. There was no bed, no table, and no chairs.

The only "ornament" in the room was a small brick window on the wall facing the door. There was also a thick layer of glass that prevented sound from passing through.

Only when He Xiangping stood up high did he be able to see the green-gray, monotonous wall outside.

He Xiangping naturally did not have the experience of being brought into a trap, so he, who was squatting in the corner, felt extremely uneasy.

He was afraid that his money would be tied up, that those stocks would ruin his reputation, that small amounts of money would betray him, that what he longed for would eventually turn into a dream, and that everything he possessed would be lost.

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

He suddenly jumped up and threw himself in front of the door. He pounded on the metal door with all his might. "Bang! Bang!"

"I'm a professor at Peking University, I'm a master's teacher at Guanghua University, I'm the Stock God of China, quickly let me out!"

After pounding on the metal door for ten minutes, it finally opened.

He Xiangping was just about to squeeze out from the opening of the door, but he was kicked in the chest, causing him to fly back.

Since young, he had never received such an attack. He clutched at his chest and rolled on the ground, moaning in pain.

Two police officers walked in and started punching and kicking He Xiangping who was on the ground, cursing him: "I told you to be noisy, I told you to be noisy! "He's so f * * king arrogant even after committing such a crime!"

The two of them were veterans, when it hit He Xiangping, it made him wish he was dead, but at the same time, it didn't cause him any injuries.

He Xiangping, who had never experienced such a beating, could not take the pain anymore and immediately let go of his dignity to beg for mercy.

The two policemen vented their anger and then spat at He Xiangping before closing the iron door and leaving.

He Xiangping curled up on the ground, the pain from his entire body made him shiver, and what made him even more uncomfortable was, he, who was originally respected, had now become a prisoner, about to be humiliated and beaten up.

The most important thing was that he could not know what was going on outside, so he could not come up with an appropriate response. He could only increase his uneasiness.

It was only when night fell and the room was shrouded in darkness that the metal door opened.

Light flowed in from outside the door, and He Xiangping, who was still curled up on the ground, looked over, only to see two human figures walking in, grabbing onto his hands from the left and right, pulling him out of the room.

After being beaten, and being unable to eat or drink anything for the greater part of the day, He Xiangping was about to collapse from exhaustion. He saw clearly that the two men who had dragged him away were the police officers who had beaten him up.

They brought He Xiangping to a very spacious room. There was a sofa, a coffee table, a television and a heater. It should be the reception room of the investigation department.

And what shocked He Xiangping the most, was that he actually saw a person that should not have appeared here, and could not have appeared here — — Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao was sitting cross-legged on the sofa in the reception room, looking extremely satisfied. When He Xiangping was dragged in, a policewoman brought hot milk tea and exquisite cakes over, respectfully placing them on the tea table in front of Zhou Hao.

As for He Xiangping, he was rudely pressed into a hard wooden chair by the two policemen. Both of his hands were held behind the back of the chair as he faced Zhou Hao.

"Leave two people behind, we'll return the rest."

Only now did He Xiangping notice that there was a man who was in his forties sitting on the sofa beside Zhou Hao. Hearing his words, other than the two policemen behind He Xiangping, the rest of the people left the reception room and closed the door.

Zhou Hao looked at He Xiangping with a face full of smiles, and said: "Professor He, why have you become so haggard after just a few days?"

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

Zhou Hao laughed: "Speak the truth, I am here to show off my strength to you, Professor He."