The door of the Lamborghini opened, and He Zhichu walked out with a frosty look on his face.
He was wearing a well-cut light blue striped shirt with simple lines, black hunting pants, and the hem of the shirt was tied into a belt. The two feelings of wildness and elegance were intertwined, and they were actually very harmonious.
Yin Shixiong put away the phone and was about to follow him to take a look. He turned around and saw several Mercedes-Benz cars driving over one after another. Several tall Caucasian men in suits and leather shoes walked out of the cars, holding briefcases. They looked like elites at first glance. The look of a lawyer.
Yin Shixiong stopped.
These people should be the helpers brought by He Chu.
Seeing He Zhichu supporting Gu Nianzhi so vigorously, Yin Shixiong was happy, but there was always some hidden worry and uneasiness in his happiness.
They are all adults and generally know that there is no free lunch or free benefit in this world.
However, as Gu Nianzhi's professor, it makes sense that He Zhichu would protect her at critical moments.
Yin Shixiong squinted his eyes and decided to wait and see again. Don't draw the wrong conclusion. It would be bad to make people laugh.
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He Zhichu put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked to the reception desk of the campus police office with a gloomy handsome face with a mysterious and contradictory temperament. He said coldly: "Where is Gu Nianzhi? I am her mentor and I am here to take her back. "
The fat black policewoman sat behind the reception desk and said without raising her head, "I'm sorry, but Gu Nianzhi cannot be released on bail."
"Bail? Who said I want to be released on bail?" He Zhichu's voice became even colder, and he knocked on the policewoman's computer: "Let her out immediately, or I will sue you for illegal detention, and you will spend the rest of your life playing minesweeper in prison. ."
"Eh? Didn't you say no bail? Why do you want me to let her out again? Tsk tsk..." The fat black policewoman raised her head arrogantly and looked at He Zhichu.
There are so many professors at Harvard University, and this black policewoman hardly recognizes any of them, and she doesn't need to recognize them, because they have nothing to do with her work.
He Zhichu's brows furrowed even more tightly, "You really can't talk to a legal blind man. You are not the police station, so you are not qualified to ask for bail. I'll say it again, don't worry about it. Otherwise, you can find someone to go to the police station. Bail yourself." He Zhichu said, picking up his cell phone to call the police.
Only then did the fat black policewoman realize it. She stood up from her seat in fright and pointed to the corridor on one side tremblingly, "She... she... she is over there... in the third room..."
He Zhichu immediately turned around and walked to the other side of the corridor.
In the detention room of the campus police department, Gu Nianzhi's hands were raised high and handcuffed to an iron frame.
Fortunately she was tall enough, otherwise she would have had to stand on her tiptoes.
An older white school policeman looked at Gu Nianzhi with a smile, and there was a hint of evil in his cloudy eyes.
He stood in front of Gu Nianzhi and looked up and down her body.
Gu Nianzhi raised her hands above her head and was handcuffed to the iron frame. This position made her chest more straight, her waist slimmer, and her legs as straight as two straight lines.
"Little girl, your skin is so good, you can't even see the pores up close." The old white school policeman said, stretching out a hairy hand, wanting to touch Gu Nianzhi's red and swollen cheeks, " Poor guy, why did he get slapped in the face like this?"
Gu Nianzhi turned his head sharply, trying to avoid the old school policeman's hand.
Click!
Suddenly there was the sound of a pistol being loaded at the door.
"Extend your hand one more centimeter, and I guarantee that it won't grow on your wrist anymore." Immediately afterwards, He Zhichu's face as cold as frost and snow appeared at the door of the detention room, holding a stick in his hand. The silver pistol was pointed at the wrist of the old white school policeman with its black muzzle.
The white old school policeman looked back and froze immediately. He slowly raised his hands in a gesture of surrender and said repeatedly: "Misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!"
"Misunderstanding?" He Zhichu raised his phone with his other hand, "I have already taken pictures of what you just did. If I want, I will send you to jail for hundreds of years in a minute."
The criminal law here in the United States prefers to add up the sentences for various crimes. In many cases, the final sum can sentence a prisoner to hundreds of years.
The old white school policeman was so frightened that sweat broke out on his forehead, and he kept saying: "I just looked at her injuries, I didn't mean anything else!"
"Nothing else? - You handcuffed her like this just to see her injuries?" He Zhichu walked over step by step with a gun raised, "Lean against the wall, squat down, hold your head, If you dare to move, I will blow your head off."
Gu Nianzhi looked at He Zhichu in surprise, licked his lips a few times, but said nothing. He simply closed his eyes and pretended to faint.
He Zhichu turned around and saw Gu Nianzhi "fainted". He couldn't help but smile and said to himself: "... not so stupid." With that, he asked the old white school policeman for the key and unlocked Gu Nianzhi. He picked her up with handcuffs and walked out of the detention room.
The lawyers who followed him outside left a lawyer's letter for the campus police office before following He Zhichu away.
The sergeant of the campus police department who came over after hearing the news was so angry that he jumped on his feet and scolded his subordinates: "How can we let that girl go?! She injured someone who the military wants to protect. How can we not take responsibility?!"
"Chief... This is the lawyer's letter left by the professor just now. Take a look." The fat black policewoman timidly pushed over the lawyer's letter left by He Zhichu's subordinate.
The police chief opened it and took a look. His face turned red and white. He was embarrassed for a long time and said, "I will send this to the military. We have tried our best. If they don't want to let the student go, they can come forward themselves." ."
…
He Zhichu carried Gu Nianzhi into his Lamborghini, placed her in the passenger seat, fastened her seat belt, and then went around to the other side to drive.
The motorcade headed towards Harvard Medical School Hospital.
The injuries on Gu Nianzhi's body and face required a doctor to issue an injury certificate.
As soon as they arrived at Harvard Medical School Hospital, He Zhichu's cell phone received a call from the US military.
"Professor He, please hand over Gu Nianzhi. She must bear legal responsibility for injuring our people."
"Lieutenant Colonel Peter, since you are so aggressive, we can only meet in court." He Zhichu hung up the phone without hesitation and ordered his subordinates, "Immediately sue the U.S. military for lynching my students. I want to see it, It’s the American law that’s more powerful, or the U.S. military.”
It takes a minute for a lawyer to submit a petition to the court.
Fifteen minutes later, Lieutenant Colonel Peter received news that Professor He Zhichu of Harvard Law School had sued him and his department to the state circuit court.
"Fuck you! How dare you sue me!" Lieutenant Colonel Peter lost his temper, but after his subordinates gave him the status of He Chuchu, he had no choice but to stop.
The military is very powerful, but can he order the army to directly kill He Zhichu
Of course not. Before he gave the order, He Zhichu had probably taken him to a military court and imprisoned him for hundreds of years...
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Today is August 1st, which is Major General Huo’s holiday. Dear friends, I forgot to vote a few more monthly votes to congratulate you!
To celebrate, four updates today.
This is the fourth update.
Today’s four updates have been completed
Good night, folks.
Also, on Monday, I forgot the recommended voting list.
O(∩_∩)O~.
(To be continued.)