Chapter 709: Arrested Lu Qingyang was in school when he suddenly received a call from the Public Security Bureau, saying that his wife was in the Public Security Bureau and asked him to come quickly.

The tone on the phone was serious and he didn't explain what was going on.

Lu Qingyang's heart skipped a beat and he panicked instantly. Countless bad thoughts flashed through his mind. Was Xiaomo in danger?

He dropped what he was doing, got on his bike and pedaled as fast as he could to the Public Security Bureau, his heart nearly jumping out of his throat along the way.

He rushed into the Public Security Bureau, panting, and grabbed a police officer and asked anxiously, "Comrade, comrade, I'm looking for Shen Mo. What's wrong with her? What happened?"

The police officer glanced at him and pointed to an office inside: "Oh, you are Shen Mo's family member? Don't worry, she is taking a statement inside, it's okay."

Nothing? Taking notes? Lu Qingyang was skeptical, his heart still hanging in the air. He walked quickly to the office door and pushed it open.

I saw Shen Mo sitting at a wooden table, holding an enamel pot and drinking hot water, looking... quite calm?

It was the young police officer opposite her who was taking the statement, looking at her with surprise and admiration.

Looking at the corner again, Lu Qingyang was stunned.

Zhao Zhicheng was squatting in the corner, with shiny handcuffs on his hands, his face covered in bruises, blood at the corners of his mouth, his hair disheveled, his clothes covered in dust, his head drooped and in a state of disarray. An old policeman beside him was looking at him sternly.

This...what is going on?

"Qingyang?" Shen Mo saw Lu Qingyang rushing in, put down the teacup and stood up, "Why are you here?"

"The Public Security Bureau called me and told me you were here. I was scared to death."

Lu Qingyang took a few steps to her and looked her up, "Are you okay? What...what's going on?" He pointed at Zhao Zhicheng in the corner.

Before Shen Mo could answer, the young police officer who was taking the statement couldn't help but speak, with a hint of suspicion in his tone: "Comrade, you are her lover, right? Don't worry, it's okay if you love her. She is very powerful. This gangster poured sulfuric acid on her, and she subdued him with her own hands."

"What? Sulfuric acid?" Lu Qingyang's scalp tingled.

Although Shen Mo has a husband, she is his most beloved after all.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm not hurt." Shen Mo quickly comforted him and explained simply: "He didn't splash it, I blocked it with my bag, and then I subdued him."

The young police officer added, his tone even a little excited, "It's more than just a uniform, comrade. Your skills are really amazing. She reacted very quickly. She dodged it in one move, then rushed forward and took the criminal down in two moves. When we arrived, she had him pinned down. Look at his face... I guess it's rubbed against the ground."

The veteran police officer also came over and said to Lu Qingyang, "This is the situation. Zhao Zhicheng has sulfuric acid wounds. The method is extremely cruel. We have filed a case and will handle it according to the law. I asked you to come here first to inform the family and secondly, Comrade Shen Mo's statement has been completed and I need your signature. I will take her back first. She is frightened, so comfort her."

After completing the formalities, Lu Qingyang walked out of the Public Security Bureau with his arm around Shen Mo's shoulders. He felt her hands were a little cold, and his heart tightened. He had to hold her tighter.

"Are you really okay?" He asked again with confidence.

"It's really okay. Do you think Zhao Zhicheng can hurt me?" Shen Mo raised the corner of her mouth.

Lu Qingyang stopped, turned around and looked at her seriously: "If you encounter this kind of thing again, save your life first, don't force it, what if you get hurt? He was holding sulfuric acid."

"Yeah, I know." Shen Mo nodded obediently, then couldn't help but whisper, "But... with his kind of personality, he can succeed!"

Looking at his wife's strong appearance, Lu Qingyang sighed helplessly and lovingly, rubbing her hair: "Let's go home and make you some soothing soup. That bastard Zhao Zhicheng is completely finished this time."

Shen Mo paused and suddenly asked, "Speaking of which, this matter... eventually alarmed the higher-ups, and Professor Sun and Zhao Zhicheng ended up like this. Was it... what did you do behind the scenes?"

Lu Qingyang was pushing his bicycle and was stunned by her question. He then scratched his head a little embarrassedly and chuckled twice: "This...you found out all this?"

He restrained his smile, his expression became serious, and looked into Shen Mo's eyes:

"But I just went with the flow. I asked Professor Wu to pass on Professor Lin's views and the injustice you suffered to the people in charge, tactfully conveying them. I emphasized the issue of academic plagiarism and the suppression of talented people. This is in line with the current trend of 'respecting knowledge and talent.'"

He paused, then said firmly, "But if they are innocent and haven't done anything dirty, even if I tell the world everything, it won't affect them at all. Ultimately, they have good intentions and deserve the punishment they receive. I can't bear to watch you suffer while they get away with it."

She sighed softly, but the corners of her mouth rose slightly. She reached out and took his arm, leaned her head on his shoulder, and whispered, "Thank you, Qingyang."

Shen Mo just wanted to show her girlish side in front of him.

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After the storm passed, Shen Mo's paper finally returned to her hands.

Because she had such outstanding abilities as a freshman, she was hired as Professor Lin's assistant, which was very rare in the entire medical school.