3: Chapter 3: 12 African Wives? We don't have that kind of fetish!

"I command you! Put down everything in your hands immediately!"

The Special Police Officer, gun drawn, his voice slightly trembling.

"Raise your hands!"

"Squat down!"

A row of riot shields was lined up in front, closely followed by a line of armed Special Police Officers.

Their steps were slow, as if they were conducting a flawless military drill.

No one dared to make the slightest mistake.

The pressure exerted by this criminal was simply too great!

Lin Heng looked at the surrounding police officers and scratched his head awkwardly.

Immediately after, a stern voice rang out, "Don't move! Move again and we will shoot!"

"Don't move, raise your hands high!"

The Special Police teams in the front and rear shifted from a vertical line to an encirclement.

...

"Big news! Holy crap!"

"Capital University of Economics and Business actually produced such a talent!"

"The last time I saw a scene like this, it must have been chasing terrorists!"

"What kind of good person requires five Special Police cars and dozens of heavily armed officers?"

At this moment, the viewers in front of the screen had their brains completely fried.

"Little Xue's program is getting more and more real; this definitely isn't scripted!"

"Isn't that the guy from before? Isn't he a student?"

"Do you think it might be because of those books of his?"

A bullet comment reminded them.

"Didn't he write annotations for those Warlords?"

One sentence made everyone in the livestream room start making connections.

After all, including "Wheat Cultivation," "the art of war," and others.

Lin Heng's annotations were all very strange.

Coupled with the tense atmosphere of the Special Police operation right now,

It undoubtedly sparked Su Xueer's curiosity.

"Officer, may I interview you? What exactly is going on inside?" Su Xueer asked as she approached a Special Police Officer.

This was the outer perimeter, with no immediate danger to personnel.

"Su Xueer, I recognize you! Don't ask about it..." The Special Police Officer showed a look of difficulty on his face.

"This person is an internationally dangerous fugitive!"

The Special Police Officer looked around left and right before finally uttering a sentence.

It was clear that Lin Heng was putting immense pressure on them.

"Holy crap! An internationally dangerous fugitive?"

"What's the situation?"

"Isn't he just a scrap collector?"

"A book seller?"

Hearing this, the bullet comments went completely wild.

Every single fan in front of the screen widened their eyes.

Students who were close to the scene had already started secretly investigating the actual situation.

Su Xueer was anxious, sweating profusely!

"A student?"

"Have you ever seen a student colluding with African Warlords?"

...

In front of the teaching building entrance.

Lin Heng put down his bag.

He first looked at the surrounding Special Police Officers with some surprise.

As expected of the domestic police's efficiency in handling cases.

He didn't expect to be caught so quickly.

However, since he hadn't done anything wrong, he wasn't afraid.

Thus,

He raised both hands.

"No way, SIR, I haven't broken any laws, have I?" Lin Heng's voice was filled with helplessness.

"Please cooperate with our investigation!"

The leading police officer, shielding himself with the riot shield, spoke cautiously.

It seemed he was under great pressure.

The order just issued by the Special Police headquarters was a dead order for them!

They absolutely had to apprehend the international major criminal, Lin Heng!

And they had to be heavily armed.

This guy was too dangerous!

And under this tense atmosphere, Lin Heng obediently extended his hands.

He showed no resistance or struggle.

The leading police officer approached him suspiciously, taking out handcuffs.

He glanced at Lin Heng, and his hands quickly fastened the handcuffs.

At this moment, a suppressed smile lingered on Lin Heng's lips.

He was only engaging in some minor international trade; he hadn't violated any domestic laws.

He might as well cooperate obediently.

"I've never seen so many police officers in my life!"

"Isn't that Lin Heng? Seeing him here?"

"The bastard can still smile! I'm about to wet myself from fear!"

"To be fair, if it were me, I would have already peed my pants!"

"Streamer, your alma mater... is full of talent!"

"Newcomers, what's the situation?"

"..."

While the bullet comments were in shock, Lin Heng was already being handcuffed.

His head was covered with a black hood, and he was led away with leg irons attached.

Seeing this scene, the bullet comments completely lost control of their panic.

This kind of scene, they seemed to have only seen it in movies.

This was their first time seeing it in reality.

"Holy crap! Are they going straight to execution?"

"I heard only major criminals get this treatment!"

"This is my Brother Lin, what happened to my Brother Lin?"

The bullet comments were buzzing with discussion.

At this time, the police car started moving.

Su Xueer, who hadn't figured out the situation, quickly hailed a cab.

She followed the route of the police car.

...

In the interrogation room.

Sound echoed.

"We found multiple net transaction records flowing to Africa under your name?" The Major Crime Squad looked at the documents in their hands and asked.

"You can remain silent, but we have sufficient investigation data here."

Seeing Lin Heng remain silent, the man spoke again.

"According to the specific investigation results, you commanded African Warlords from behind and annexed 13 nearby tribal Warlords?"

Lin Heng looked up, still not speaking.

"It doesn't matter if you don't cooperate. We have already investigated that afterward, you were gifted 3 gold mines and 15 tons of tin ore..."

The police officer's eyelids twitched as he looked at the detailed report.

These were all national resources!

One must know that even the damn Americans, who commit all sorts of evil deeds, only go around for these things!

Moreover, these mineral resources could be considered crucial national assets!

They were the foundation for future societal resource development, yet they were given to Lin Heng; this showed how outrageous it was!

However, Lin Heng remained silent.

The female police officer could only finish reading the last point.

Finally, she slowly said, "And, 12 wives?"

A hint of confusion was mixed in the woman's calm and gentle voice.

Lin Heng's eardrums stirred slightly.

Finally, Lin Heng spoke. His voice fluctuated slightly, "Officer, I accuse you of slander!"

"I didn't want those 12 wives. They're dark-skinned; I don't have that kind of hobby!"