"The police station has already filed a case and said they'll deal with it immediately."
"Ah Ze, do you think it's because of your video? You're so smart. I love you. "
"Let's not talk about this for now. Are you coming tonight?"
"No, I'm too tired from practicing during the day. Why would I come? "
"To serve you."
"Get lost."
His sister hung up the phone.
Qin Ze breathed a sigh of relief. Even without the video, he believed that with the old man's connections, this matter would be resolved, but it might be troublesome. He didn't understand what Wang Guomin was thinking. Did he think he could do whatever he wanted? But that was how people were. When they had power, they would become arrogant. Plus, it involved his nephew, so he took the risk and did something dangerous?
11 o 'clock in the afternoon, at the University of Finance and Economics.
Professor Li had class in the morning and didn't come to the classroom. A girl swiped the screen of her phone. After a long time, she exclaimed, "Hey, hey, have you guys seen the video? It's the one that's been causing a lot of trouble recently … The Police Gate." She named it without permission.
"I've heard of it, but I've been too busy these days to pay attention. My WeChat Moments were flooded yesterday, and it's still the same today. "A boy laughed.
The girl took a deep breath. "Then you definitely haven't seen the video. F * ck, it's Qin Ze. It's Qin Ze. The one who was stabbed is Qin Ze."
The whole classroom was silent. The next moment, there was an uproar. "Impossible."
"The one who was stabbed is Qin Ze? So he didn't come because he was injured? "
"Professor Li didn't say anything …"
"Where's the video? Let me see, let me see."
The girl was also shocked. "I'll send it to the group. Take a look."
Everyone clicked on it. The video was a little slanted. It should have been taken secretly. The background was a hospital room. A middle-aged policeman walked into the room, followed by a middle-aged man and a woman.
"I want to see your ID."
"Police from the Jiangwan Police Station, Comrade Wang Guomin, right? Ask away if you have any questions."
They were sure that the voice in the video was Qin Ze's.
Then it was Qin Ze, a student at the University of Finance and Economics.
That's right, it really was him.
The classroom quietened down. Everyone lowered their heads to watch the video. When they were watching it, they were surprised, curious, and gossipy. But after watching it, everyone felt indignant.
It was too much of a bully.
So what if they were related? Just because they were related, they could stab others? He even f * cking bit back and asked for medical fees.
From a psychological point of view, this was a kind of "sympathy of the weak." A little policeman dared to be so arrogant. What if it happened to him? Once they put themselves in his shoes, the anger and fear in their hearts would explode.
The classroom was filled with curses. "There are so many scum nowadays."
"This is too much. This is simply unforgivable."
"Hmph, the black sheep should be held accountable."
"Let's complain online."
Yang Chen did not participate, and his eyes flickered.
In the midst of the discussion, it was already half past eleven. Professor Li pushed the door open and came in. His eyes reflected a sharp light as he looked around at the crowd and said seriously, "What's going on? It's so noisy."
A girl said sweetly, "Professor, we were discussing Qin Ze's matter. We just found out."
Professor Li nodded and sighed along with her topic. "The black sheep are always inevitable."
"Everyone has been doing well these past few days. Sunday is the deadline for work, which means that we won't have much time to spend together. Now, I wish everyone a bright future …" Professor Yang gave an emotional speech on the podium.
"Your group leaders are very outstanding. Yang Chen, your academic level is excellent. I think highly of you. I also hope that you can be down-to-earth in the future and walk out your own future."
Yang Chen stood up and smiled. "Thank you, Professor. I will."
Yang Chen was happy and his face was flushed. He stayed up late yesterday to complete the progress that Qin Ze had left behind. This morning, Professor Li praised him. Without Qin Ze as a stumbling block, his status was restored. Once the modeling was completed, he would be able to get his first bucket of gold during the internship period. According to his estimate, it would be five to six thousand. It could be considered as making up for the loss of money the day before yesterday.
Today was Thursday. There were three more days before everyone was dismissed.
Everyone applauded. Some were hopeful, some were disappointed.
Professor Li pressed his hand and the teacher suddenly quieted down. He was about to say, "Everyone, go and eat." The door of the classroom banged twice.
The lady with glasses, Wang Shiyu, was the closest to the door. She usually acted as the "gatekeeper". She got up and opened the door. When she saw two comrades in police uniforms, she was stunned.
The police said, "Excuse me, is Yang Chen here?"
Everyone in the classroom turned to look at him.
Police?
What are the police doing here?
"Yes … Yes." Wang Shiyu turned around and looked at Yang Chen, whose face was pale.
The two policemen walked into the classroom. The slightly older policeman took out his ID and said in a deep voice, "Yang Chen, right? Please show me your ID."
Yang Chen took out his ID from his bag. During the whole process, his face was pale, without a trace of blood.
"You are now suspected of instigating a crime. Please come with us." The policeman glanced at the ID and returned it to him. At the same time, he kept his own ID.
The other policeman took out his handcuffs and was about to handcuff Yang Chen.
Yang Chen suddenly leaned back and muttered, "I didn't break the law. I didn't break the law. Why are you arresting me?"
His eyes were filled with fear, like a rat at the end of its rope.
"Be honest. Come with us. "The police officer held his shoulders and handcuffed him.
In the classroom, everyone was dumbfounded by this scene.
What's going on?
Just now, they were lamenting about Qin Ze's incident. Now, there was another incident in front of them.
What did Yang Chen do? Instigating a crime?
Everyone in the classroom was a university student. They knew a little about the law. Even the handcuffs were put on, indicating that he had to bear criminal responsibility.
Professor Li's face was gloomy. As a school professor, he certainly couldn't turn a blind eye. "Two comrades, what crime did my classmate commit?"
The older policeman looked at him with a good attitude and explained, "We suspect that he instigated a crime. Recently, there has been a lot of trouble on the Internet. The captain of the Hongkou Police Station covered up a murderer. The person who committed the crime with a weapon has already confessed that he was instigated by Yang Chen, a freshman from the Finance Department of the University of Finance."
Professor Li was stunned.
All the students in the classroom were stunned.
They couldn't digest the news for a while. Yang Chen instigated someone to stab Qin Ze? Just for such a small matter? How narrow-minded could this person be?
Although Qin Ze and Yang Chen didn't deal with each other, to be honest, there was no actual conflict. They didn't even communicate much. If there was any resentment, it was Qin Ze who replaced Yang Chen's work. But Yang Chen himself neglected his duty first. What did it have to do with Qin Ze?
The students in the classroom all looked at Yang Chen. It was almost the same expression: I didn't expect you to be such a person.
Yang Chen's heart was like dead ashes.
At five o 'clock in the afternoon, Qin Bao Bao got off work an hour early. She went home first and put away the change of dance clothes. She didn't dare to bring it to the hospital. It would be troublesome if her mother saw it. She took half an hour to take a shower. She changed into a white short-sleeved shirt with "Brother Funny" printed on the chest. She wore a pair of light white jeans that wrapped around her round and perky buttocks. The lines of her long legs were incisively and vividly outlined.
Qin Bao Bao's figure was attractive enough. Coupled with the "knowing smile" of nine out of ten men, the rate of turning heads was even higher. Qin Bao Bao certainly wouldn't buy this T-shirt. It was Qin Ze who gave it to her.
Qin Ze bought it for her last year. Qin Ze said, "Sister, sister, I saw a T-shirt on the Internet. It's definitely tailor-made for you."
Qin Bao Bao was very happy to hear it. She said in her heart, "Brother still thinks of me."
A few days later, the express delivery arrived.
Qin Bao Bao rolled her eyes and said, "What tailor-made? Go to hell."
But her brother rarely bought clothes for her. Qin Bao Bao reluctantly accepted it.
She took the elevator to the parking lot in the neighborhood. In the reflection of the window of the small BMW, Baby Qin saw the "Brother Funny" on her chest that looked even more wretched after being propped up. She spat and regretted wearing this T-shirt out.
Qin Bao Bao arrived at the hospital at half past six. Her mother was washing her brother's underwear in the bathroom. Her brother was lying on the bed playing computer games. He looked up at her and said, "You're here."
Qin Bao Bao threw her bag on the sofa and lay down. She stretched and mumbled, "I'm so tired."
"What's so tiring about sitting in the office all day?" Her mother's nagging voice came from the bathroom.
The sister and brother looked at each other and smiled. This was a secret between them.
Qin Ze felt that the biggest benefit of his sister practicing singing and dancing was that her figure was sexier and more graceful. In the past, although Qin Bao Bao didn't have much fat, her lower abdomen was soft. When she stretched just now, her lower abdomen was firm and well-proportioned. It wouldn't be long before her Apollo's belt could be seen.
It was a real slim waist.
"Mom, when are we going home?" Qin Bao Bao mumbled in the direction of the bathroom.
She came to the hospital to send her mother home.
Because it was almost the end of the semester, she couldn't ignore the students' homework. Her son's matter also made the old man mentally and physically exhausted. The task of sending her mother home was naturally handed over to her daughter.
"It'll be a while. You talk to your brother first." Qin Ma replied.
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