I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but these cars were not parked under the teaching building, but at the entrance of Guanghua College. So if He Xiangping wanted to get in the car, he could only walk there.
, it takes fifteen minutes to walk.
Many teachers and students heard about He Xiangping's arrest by the police, and they all ran out to watch. So, He Xiangping, who was handcuffed and held in the middle by two policemen, saw the strange behavior of the teachers and students in this college.
His eyes moved slowly.
In the past, teachers and students looked at him with envy and admiration, but now, He Xiangping could feel the ridicule and disdain in those eyes, many of which were filled with gloating. No wonder, He Xiangping used to be so conceited.
He was aloof and often looked at others with a condescending eye, but now he encountered the situation of being pushed down by others. He Xiangping finally felt the sense of humiliation that he would rather hide in a hole than see anyone.
Now, He Xiangping just wanted to leave here as soon as possible and away from everyone's sight. Especially he felt that Yang Jiabao seemed to be in this crowd, looking at him with contempt. But those people seemed to be doing it on purpose.
It was like taking him on a parade with a very leisurely pace, and there was no rush to take him back.
The dean of Guanghua College heard about He Xiangping and hurried over. After all, he had a deep love for He Xiangping and planned to train He Xiangping as his successor. Moreover, he had a deep love for He Xiangping.
In recent days, He Xiangping's reputation has soared, which has also made Guanghua College have a big face. Now that these people are arresting He Xiangping in such a high-profile manner, isn't it equivalent to giving Guanghua College a slap in the face?
"Why did you take away the professors from our college?" As soon as the dean arrived, he saw He Xiangping being handcuffed, and anger suddenly surged in his heart. He asked these questions regardless of the situation.
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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 other opinions, Dean, you can report it to my superior. But now please
Get out of the way or we can charge you with obstructing law enforcement."
Then, he rudely pushed the dean aside and walked forward with He Xiangping, whose face was pale.
The dean behind shouted loudly: "I want to find your director!"
The police officer sneered and said, "It's useless to ask our director. This is an arrest order issued directly by the Ministry of Public Security."
When he arrived at the entrance of Guanghua College, he saw that there were already many reporters here. He Xiangping's face turned even paler and he shouted to the police officer in front of him: "Officer, take me out of here quickly, take me out of here quickly!"
But as soon as they finished speaking, the reporters rushed up to surround them. Microphones representing various TV stations also crowded in front of He Xiangping. The lenses of the video recorders were all pointed at He Xiangping, and the flashes of the cameras were even brighter.
It keeps flashing.
"Professor He, the stocks you predicted before are suspected of illegal trading and economic crimes, and the stock prices have also dropped from the highest limit of 30 yuan to 20 cents. I would like to ask, are you aware of the illegal trading of those stocks?
?" the reporter asked.
"I don't know!" When He Xiangping heard that those stocks had dropped to the limit, his heart kept sinking. He had just asked his securities broker to sell the stocks. If it fell to the limit now, he might be out of stock.
It's no longer possible.
Regarding He Xiangping's denial, the reporters did not give up and asked closely: "Professor He, why did these comrades from the Economic Crime Investigation Bureau arrest you? Are you related to the behind-the-scenes trading of those stocks?
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"No, I have nothing to do with them!" He Xiangping yelled: "I went back with □ just to assist in the investigation. Do you know that I am assisting in the investigation! I am not a criminal!"
"Professor He, this incident caused heavy losses to many investors. Do you think you have any responsibility for this?"
He Xiangping was stunned for a moment, his face kept changing, and finally he gritted his teeth and said: "I don't think I have any responsibility. I just said that these stocks would rise, and they did rise. However, the financial market is inherently high.
It's risky, no one can predict what will happen next moment. Besides, I didn't force them to buy it, so what's my responsibility?"
From a certain perspective, He Xiangping's words do make sense. Which stocks investors buy are their own decisions and have nothing to do with others. However, even so, how can those investors who lost all their money do this?
It was easy to let He Xiangping off, but what He Xiangping said was considered extremely irresponsible by many people.
"Okay, okay, we have to take him back to the bureau. Please give him some face and get out of the way." Seeing that the reporters had almost finished asking questions, the police officer asked someone to squeeze out a way and asked He Xiang.
Pushed flat into the police car.
Until the police car started moving, reporters around him kept taking pictures, and He Xiangping also left in a flash of light.
He really wanted to know what was going on. He wanted to call Xiao Qian to find out. However, □□ took away his mobile phone and did not allow him to contact the outside world. He Xiangping wanted to ask the man who had behaved towards him before.
Very angry, what is the situation in the stock market?
However, after he asked, the person stared at him very resentfully for a long time, making He Xiangping feel like he was staring at a cobra. He finally withdrew his gaze, and the person didn't say a word.
He Xiangping didn't dare to ask anymore.
Back at the Investigation Bureau, He Xiangping was thrown into a room. There was no bed, no table, no stool, not even a toilet or a light. It was just an open space of more than ten square meters, and the only "decoration" in the room.
, there is a small brick-sized window on the wall facing the door, and it is also separated by a thick layer of glass, so the sound cannot get through. He Xiangping stood on tiptoe and could see what was outside.
See the blue-grey monotonous wall.
Naturally, He Xiangping had no experience of being brought into a police situation, so he was very uneasy when he was squatting in the corner. He was afraid that his money would be tied up, and that the incident involving those stocks would ruin his reputation.
They will sell themselves for small amounts of money, fearing that what they long for will turn out to be an empty dream, and they are even more afraid that everything they originally owned will be lost.
"Let me out! I want to get out! Let me out quickly!"
He suddenly jumped up and rushed to the door, banging the iron door hard, making a "bang bang" sound, which echoed and lingered in the sealed room together with his roar.
"I am a professor at Peking University, I am a master's tutor at Guanghua College, and I am the god of Chinese stocks. Let me out quickly!"
After banging on the iron door for ten minutes, the iron door finally opened.
He Xiangping subconsciously wanted to squeeze out through the crack in the opened door, but someone kicked him in the chest and flew him backwards.
Ever since he was a child, he had never been attacked like this. He was rolling on the ground holding his chest, moaning in pain. Then he saw two people walking in, punching and kicking He Xiangping on the ground, and mouthing
He also cursed: "I told you to yell, I told you to yell! You've done something wrong and you're so damn arrogant!"
Both of them were veterans, and the blows on He Xiangping made him extremely painful without causing visible scars. He Xiangping, who had never experienced such a beating before, couldn't stand the pain anymore, so he put down his dignity and begged for mercy.
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The two men also vented their anger, and finally spat at He Xiangping before closing the iron door and walking away.
He Xiangping curled up on the ground, shivering with pain all over his body. What made him even more uncomfortable was that he, who was originally respected by others, was now a prisoner and had to be humiliated and beaten. The most important thing was that he had no way of knowing what was going on outside.
situation, so I can't come up with corresponding solutions, which can only increase the anxiety.
It wasn't until night fell outside and the room was shrouded in deep darkness that the iron door opened again.
Light filtered in from outside the door. He Xiangping, who was still huddled on the ground, squinted his eyes and looked over, but he could only see two figures walking in. They took his hands, one on the left and the other on the right, and dragged him out of the room.
After being beaten and not having anything to eat or drink for most of the day, He Xiangping almost collapsed. He could see clearly that the two people dragging him away were the same people who had beaten him before.
They took He Xiangping to a much more spacious room. There were sofas, coffee tables, TVs and heaters here. 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 be there.
The person who cannot appear here - Zhou Hao.
Zhou Hao was sitting on the sofa in the reception room with his legs crossed, his face very comfortable. When He Xiangping was dragged in, a policewoman brought hot milk tea and exquisite cakes, and placed them respectfully on Zhou Hao's face.
On the coffee table in front.
He Xiangping, on the other hand, was roughly pressed down on a hard solid wood chair by the two men. His hands were also tied behind the back of the chair. He himself was facing Zhou Hao.
"Leave two of us here, and let the others go back."
Only then did He Xiangping notice that there was a man in his forties sitting on the sofa next to Zhou Hao. After hearing what the man said, everyone left the place except the two who were guarding behind He Xiangping.
reception room and closed the door.
Zhou Hao looked at He Xiangping with a smile on his face and said, "Teacher He, why are you so haggard after we haven't seen you for a few days?"
He Xiangping's chest rose and fell violently twice, then he took a deep breath and said weakly to Zhou Hao: "What are you doing here?"
Zhou Hao snorted and said with a smile: "To be honest, I am here to show off your power to Mr. He."