Hello, Mr. Major General

The Lamborghini door opened, and He Zhichu walked out with a frosty expression.

He wore a light blue striped shirt with a tailored fit and simple lines, black safari pants, and the hem of the shirt was tied in a belt. The two feelings of wildness and elegance were intertwined, which was very harmonious.

Yin Shixiong received the phone and was about to follow him to take a look. He turned around and saw several Mercedes-Benz cars coming one after another. There were several tall white men in suits and leather shoes and briefcases who looked like elites. The appearance of a lawyer.

Yin Shixiong stopped.

These people should be the helpers brought by He Chu.

Seeing He Zhichu supporting Gu Nianzhi with such a big fanfare, Yin Shixiong is happy and happy, but there is always some worry and anxiety in the happiness.

They are all grown-ups, and generally know that there is no free lunch in this world, and the benefits are free.

However, He Zhichu, as Gu Nianzhi's professor, protected her at critical moments, which made sense.

Yin Shixiong squinted his eyes and decided to wait and see again, not to draw the wrong conclusion, it would be bad to laugh and be generous.

...

With his hands in his trouser pockets, He Zhichu walked to the reception desk of the school police office with a sullen and mysterious face, and said coldly: "Where is Gu Nianzhi? I am her mentor, come and take her back. "

The fat black policewoman sat behind the reception desk and said without looking up, "I'm sorry, but Gu Nianzhi cannot be released on bail."

"Bail? Who said I want bail?" He Zhichu's voice became colder and knocked on the policewoman's computer: "Let her come out immediately, or I will sue you for illegal detention. You will play minesweeper in prison in your next life. ."

"Huh? Didn't you say not to bail? Why do you want me to let her out again? Tsk tsk..." The fat black policewoman raised her head arrogantly and took a look at He Chu.

There are so many professors at Harvard University. This black policewoman hardly recognizes them, and she does not need to recognize them, because they have nothing to do with her work.

He Zhichu's brows furrowed more tightly, "You can't talk to the blind. You are not a police station, so you are not qualified to mention the word bail. I will say it again and leave it alone. Otherwise, you can find someone to go to the police station. Bail yourself." He Zhichu said, picking up the phone to call the police.

The fat black policewoman realized then, she got up from her seat in fright, shivering and pointing to one side of the corridor, "She...she...she is over there...the third room..."

He Zhichu immediately turned around and walked across the corridor.

In the detention room of the school police department, Gu Nianzhi's hands were raised high and handcuffed to an iron shelf.

Luckily she is tall enough, otherwise she would have to stand on tiptoe.

An older white school policeman looked at Gu Nianzhi with a smile, a hint of lust in his muddy 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 an iron shelf. This posture made her chest stronger, her waist thinner, and her legs straight as two straight lines.

"Little girl, your skin is so good that you can't see the pores when you look up close." The white old school policeman said, and stretched out a hairy hand, trying to touch Gu Nianzhi's red cheek. Poor, how come you get beaten like this?"

Gu Nianzhi turned his head abruptly, trying to avoid the old school policeman's hand.

Click!

There was a sudden sound of a pistol being loaded at the door.

"Extend your hand by one centimeter, and I promise it will no longer grow on your wrist." Then, He Zhichu's face as cold as frost and snow appeared at the door of the detention room, and he held a shining one in his hand. His silver pistol, Wudongdong’s muzzle was aimed at the wrist of the white old school policeman.

The white old school policeman looked back and froze. He slowly raised his hands and surrendered, saying: "Misunderstanding! It's all misunderstanding!"

"Misunderstanding?" He Zhichu held up the phone with the other hand, "I have taken pictures of what you did just now. As long as I want to, I will send you to prison for hundreds of years."

The criminal law judgments in the United States prefer to accumulate the judgments of various crimes. In the end, it is everywhere that a criminal can be sentenced for hundreds of years.

The white old school policeman was so scared that the sweat on his forehead came out, and said: "I just looked at her wounds, I have no other meaning!"

"No other meaning?-You handcuffed her like this, just to see her injuries?" He Zhichu walked over with the gun step by step, "Leaning against the wall, squatting, holding his head , Dare to move, I will blow your head."

Gu Nianzhi looked at He Zhichu in surprise, his lips chuckled, and he didn't say anything. He simply closed his eyes and pretended to faint.

He Zhichu turned his head and saw that Gu Nianzhi had "fainted". He couldn't help but smile, and said to himself: "...not too stupid." After that, he asked the white old school policeman for the key and unlocked it. Gu Nianzhi's handcuffs hugged her horizontally and walked out of the detention room.

The lawyers who followed him outside left a lawyer's letter to the school police department before they followed He Zhichu.

Upon hearing the news, the police chief of the school police department was so angry that he jumped and scolded his subordinates: "How can that girl be let go?! How can she not take responsibility for hurting someone the military wants to protect?!"

"Sheriff...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.

The sheriff opened a glance, his face was red and white, and 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, just come forward. ."

...

He Zhichu took Gu Nianzhi into his Lamborghini, placed it in the co-pilot's position, tied her seat belt, and drove around to the other side.

The convoy drove to the Affiliated Hospital of Harvard Medical School.

Gu Nianzhi's face injuries require a doctor to issue an inspection certificate.

As soon as they arrived at the Harvard Medical School Hospital, He Zhichu received a call from the US military on his cell phone.

"Professor He, please hand over Gu Nianzhi. She must be legally responsible for the person who injured us."

"Lieutenant Colonel Peter, since you are aggressive, we only see you in court." He Zhichu hung up the phone without hesitation and ordered his men, "Immediately sue the U.S. military for lynching my students. I want to see. Is it because the U.S. laws are strong, or the U.S. military is strong."

It takes minutes for a lawyer to hand a pleading to the court.

Fifteen minutes later, Lieutenant Colonel Peter got the news that Professor He Zhichu of Harvard Law School took him and his department to the State Circuit Court.

"Fuck your mother! Dare to sue Lao Tzu!" Lieutenant Colonel Peter lost his temper, but after his subordinates gave him the status of the beginning of science popularization, he only died.

The military is very powerful, but can he order the army to directly kill He Chu?

Of course not. Before he gave the order, He Zhichu had probably taken him to a military court for hundreds of years...

Today is August 1st, it is Major General Huo's holiday. I forgot to vote for a few more monthly tickets to congratulate you!

To celebrate, four changes today.

This is the fourth one.

Today’s four shifts are over

Good night, dears.

Also, on Monday, I forgot the recommendation ticket list.

O(∩_∩)O~.