Raise Your Head and See If Heaven Will Spare Anyone

"The Police Station has already filed the case, saying they will handle it immediately."

"Qin Ze, do you think your video had an effect? So clever, your sister loves you to death."

"Let's not talk about that, are you coming tonight?"

"No, I'm too tired from dancing all day. What would I come for?"

"To serve my bed."

"Get lost."

My sister hung up the phone.

Qin Ze breathed a sigh of relief. Even without that video, he believed that with Old Man's connections, this matter would be resolved, but it might be very troublesome. He couldn't understand what that Wang Guomin was thinking, did he think he could cover the sky with one hand? But that's how people are, once they have power in their hands, their mentality will swell. Plus, it involved his own nephew, so he took the risk and made a dangerous move?

11:00 a.m., Finance University.

Professor Li had a class in the morning and didn't come to the classroom, so a few people were more relaxed. A girl swiped her phone screen, and after a long time, exclaimed, "Hey, hey, have you guys seen the video, the one that's been causing a big stir recently... the 'Police Gate'." She took the liberty of giving it a name.

"I've heard of it, but I've been too busy with work these days to pay attention. Yesterday, my WeChat Moments were flooded with it, and today too," a boy laughed.

The girl took a deep breath, "Then you definitely haven't seen the video, holy crap, it's Qin Ze, it's Qin Ze who got stabbed."

The whole classroom quieted down, and the next moment, there was an uproar: "No way."

"Qin Ze was stabbed? So that's why he's not here because he's injured?"

"Professor Li didn't even say..."

"Where's the video, let me see, let me see it quickly."

The girl was also quite shocked, "I'll send it to the group, you guys take a look."

Everyone clicked to watch. The video was a bit tilted, probably taken secretly. The background was a hospital room, and a middle-aged policeman entered the room, followed by two aggressive middle-aged men and women.

"I want to see your credentials."

"Jiangwan Police Station police officer, Comrade Wang Guomin, right, ask whatever you want to ask."

From the opening sound in the video, they were sure it was Qin Ze.

After that, it was taking a statement, Finance University student, Qin Ze.

That's right, it really was him.

The classroom quieted down, and everyone looked down at the video. When they watched it, their mood was surprise, curiosity, gossip, but after watching it, everyone felt indignant.

Too bullying.

So what if you have connections, can you stab people if you have connections? And even bite back, demanding medical expenses.

From a psychological point of view, this is a kind of "weak resonance". A small policeman dares to be so rampant, what if it happens to them? Once they put themselves in that position, the anger and fear in people's hearts explode.

The classroom was filled with curses: "There are so many scumbags now."

"Too much, simply unforgivable."

"Hmph, a black sheep, should be held accountable."

"We'll complain online."

Yang Chen alone did not participate, his eyes flickering.

Amidst the discussion, the time reached eleven thirty. Professor Li pushed the door open, his glasses reflecting a sharp light. He looked around at everyone and said sternly, "What's going on? What's all the commotion?"

A girl said in a delicate voice, "Professor, we were discussing Qin Ze's matter. We just found out."

Professor Li nodded, following her topic and sighing, "Bad apples are always unavoidable."

"Everyone has been doing very well these past few days. Sunday is the delivery date, which means we won't be together for many more days. I would like to wish you all a bright future here..." Professor Yang gave an impassioned speech on the podium.

"The team leaders of each group are very outstanding. Yang Chen, your academic level is excellent. I have high hopes for you, and I hope you can be down-to-earth and forge your own path in the future."

Yang Chen stood up, smiling broadly, "Thank you, Professor, I will."

Yang Chen was beaming with joy, his face glowing. He had stayed up all night yesterday to complete the progress that Qin Ze had left behind, and Professor Li praised him this morning. Without Qin Ze as a stumbling block, his position was restored. He only had to wait for the modeling to be completed to get the first pot of gold during the internship period. According to his estimation, it would be five or six thousand, which could be regarded as making up for the big loss the day before.

Today is Thursday, and in three days, everyone will be scattered.

Everyone applauded, some with hope, some with disappointment.

Professor Li pressed his hand down, and the classroom immediately quieted down. Just as he was about to say, "Let's go to eat," the classroom door "bang bang" sounded twice.

The bespectacled girl, Wang Shiyu, whose seat was closest to the door, usually acted as the "doorkeeper." She got up to open the door and was stunned to see two comrades in police uniforms.

The policeman said, "Is Yang Chen here?"

In the classroom, everyone looked over.

Police?

What are the police doing here?

"Yes... yes." Wang Shiyu turned her head and looked at Yang Chen, whose face was suddenly pale.

Two policemen walked into the classroom. The older policeman took out his credentials and said in a deep voice, "Are you Yang Chen? Please show me your ID card."

Yang Chen took out his ID card from his bag. Throughout the whole process, his face was pale, without a trace of blood.

"You are now suspected of instructing a crime. Please come with us." The policeman glanced at it, returned the ID card to him, and put away his own credentials.

Another policeman reached for the handcuffs and was about to handcuff Yang Chen.

Yang Chen suddenly leaned back to dodge, muttering, "I didn't break the law, I didn't break the law, why are you arresting me?"

His eyes were terrified, like a desperate rat.

"Be honest. Come with us." The policeman held down his shoulder and neatly put handcuffs on him.

In the classroom, everyone was dumbfounded, stunned by this scene.

What's the situation?

They had just been lamenting that Qin Ze's matter happened right beside them, and now another incident occurred.

What did Yang Chen do, instructing a crime?

Everyone present was a college student, and they knew a little about legal knowledge. Even handcuffs were brought, which meant that he would be held criminally responsible.

Professor Li's face darkened. As a professor at the university, he certainly couldn't turn a blind eye. "Comrades, what crime did my student commit?"

The older policeman glanced at him, his attitude still decent, and explained, "We suspect him of instigating a crime. It's been a big deal online recently, the Hongkou Police Station captain shielding a perpetrator incident. The person who committed the assault with a weapon has already confessed that he was instructed by Yang Chen, a graduating student from the Finance Department of Finance University."

Professor Li was stunned.

The students present were stunned.

They found it hard to digest this news for a moment. Yang Chen instructed someone to stab Qin Ze? Just for such a trivial matter? How narrow-minded could this person be?

Although Qin Ze and Yang Chen didn't get along, to be honest, there was no actual conflict. They hadn't even interacted much. If you had to say there was any grievance, it was that Qin Ze replaced Yang Chen's job, but Yang Chen himself was negligent first, so what did it have to do with Qin Ze?

The students present all looked at Yang Chen with almost the same expression: I didn't expect you to be this kind of person.

Yang Chen felt as if his heart had died.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Baobao left work an hour early and went home first to put away her dance clothes for changing. She didn't dare bring them to the hospital, as it would be troublesome if Old Mom saw them. She spent half an hour showering, changed into a white short-sleeved shirt with "Funny Bro" printed on the chest, and light-colored jeans that hugged her round, perky buttocks. The lines of her long legs were vividly outlined.

Qin Baobao's figure was already attractive enough, and coupled with the Funny Bro that nine out of ten men would "smile knowingly" at, the rate of heads turning was even higher. Of course, Qin Baobao wouldn't buy this kind of T-shirt; it was Qin Ze who gave it to her.

Qin Ze bought it for her last year, saying, "Sister, sister, I saw a T-shirt online that is absolutely tailor-made for you."

Qin Baobao was very happy to hear that, thinking, My little brother is still thinking of me.

A few days later, the delivery arrived.

Qin Baobao rolled her eyes and said, "Tailor-made my ass, you can go die."

But it was rare for her brother to buy her clothes, so Qin Baobao reluctantly accepted it.

Taking the elevator to the parking garage in the complex, she saw the increasingly lewd "Funny Bro" bulging on her chest reflected in the car window of her little BMW. Qin Baobao spat and regretted wearing this T-shirt out.

Qin Baobao arrived at the hospital at six-thirty. Her mother was in the bathroom washing her younger brother's underwear, and her younger brother was lying in bed playing on the computer. He looked up at her and said, "You're here."

Qin Baobao threw her bag on the sofa, lay down straight, stretched, and groaned, "So tired."

"Sitting in the office all day, what's tiring about that?" Her mother's nagging voice came from the bathroom.

The siblings smiled at each other; this was a secret between them.

Qin Ze felt that the greatest benefit of his sister's singing and dancing practice was that it made her figure more and more sexy and graceful. Although Qin Baobao didn't have any excess fat before, her abdomen was soft. The small abdomen she revealed when she stretched just now was firm and well-proportioned. Before long, she would have mermaid lines.

A genuine Xiao Man Yao.

"Mom, when are we going home?" Qin Baobao shouted towards the bathroom.

She came to the hospital to send her mother home.

Because the end of the semester was approaching, the students' studies couldn't be ignored, and her son's affairs had exhausted Old Man, so the task of picking up and dropping off her mother naturally fell to her daughter.

"In a little while, you talk to your brother first," Qin's Mom replied.