52: Does a "home-based university" count as a higher education institution?

Professor He, the bomb disposal Expert, is extremely famous within the industry.

Inside the capital, many influential figures and bomb disposal scholars had heard of the old man's name.

Seventy-eight years old, he was considered advanced in age.

He sought neither wealth nor fame; wherever there was a need, he went.

A true Expert and Professor in every sense of the word!

Deputy Director Zhang and Director Chen rushed forward to greet him upon seeing him.

"Professor He, you've worked hard. Please take a rest!"

Both men knew.

In this short hour, Professor He certainly hadn't even had a sip of water.

The facts were indeed so.

Professor He led seven or eight bomb disposal students behind him.

He waved his hand, politely declining their kindness: "Old Zhang, where is the bomb? Is the situation serious?"

"I don't have time to rest right now."

"Hurry up! The bomb won't wait for anyone. Take me there quickly!"

Deputy Director Zhang gave a wry smile.

He understood Professor He's character; he always put bomb disposal first.

There was once a rumor online.

Netizens said this: Professor He definitely couldn't be called a good father.

But he absolutely deserved the title of "Expert"!

Back then, when his wife was pregnant, she hoped Professor He could stay in the delivery room with her.

What was the result?

A phone call came, and he left again without waiting for his wife to come out of the delivery room.

Since then.

Professor He became a man who was either disposing of bombs or on his way to dispose of them.

Deputy Director Zhang did not dare to delay and pointed toward the center of the crowd.

Professor He understood.

His brows instantly furrowed.

"Old Zhang, what did I instruct you to do on the phone!?"

"The situation involving composite bombs and multiple types of grenades is very dangerous!"

"Didn't I tell you to immediately and urgently evacuate the public as far away as possible?"

"Why are there still so many people here?"

"Is this the time to gather and watch the excitement?"

"Are there few cases of people being killed at bomb disposal scenes?"

Professor He began his reprimand, showing no one any mercy.

Hearing this, Deputy Director Zhang lowered his head.

He looked apologetic, yet his expression was complicated.

"Professor He, why don't you go take a look first?"

"Actually, the situation is a bit simpler than you imagine."

"..."

Professor He said nothing more and quickly led his people to the location.

The Police Officers quickly cleared a path for Professor He and his team.

Clatter.

The last ordinary grenade was disassembled by Su Yun, scattered into pieces.

Components and various devices were strewn all over the ground.

Professor He happened to see this scene.

It's over?

I just arrived, and it's already over?

"Who? Who was it!?"

"Who disassembled all these bombs and grenades?"

The ground was a mess.

Judging from some of the detonators and components.

The complexity of the bombs and grenade types far exceeded what Professor He and his team had imagined.

Yet, despite this situation.

The crisis was resolved?

They looked at the two Police Officers still wearing bomb suits.

Professor He was extremely surprised: "Was it you two?"

These two bomb disposal Police Officers from the Longhai City Police Bureau SWAT Team.

Recognized Professor He instantly.

This strict and demanding teacher.

Fortunately.

They had previously attended Professor He's bomb disposal training course.

They highly respected the old man's abilities.

It was no exaggeration to call him the number one person in China's bomb disposal field!

Understanding Professor He's meaning.

The two men quickly waved their hands: "Professor He, you misunderstand."

"We couldn't possibly disassemble these grenades and bombs."

"Then who on earth did it?"

Professor He was confused.

Over the phone.

Deputy Director Zhang had reported the specific details of the situation to Professor He.

Professor He had understood the situation beforehand.

The complexity of the parts and components at the scene also confirmed what was said on the phone.

So many bombs and grenades, such a complicated situation... while he was on his way.

How much time has passed?

And everything has been disassembled already?

It wasn't just the act of disposal, but also the time taken to do it.

This completely overturned Professor He's understanding.

Even if Professor He himself led a team of professional students to disassemble them.

At the very fastest, it would still take a full day to safely disassemble them!

Moreover, the parts scattered everywhere... looked haphazard.

In reality.

Anyone in the industry who observed closely would notice.

These parts, scattered in piles on the ground.

Devices were grouped into one category.

Components into another category.

Fuses, into yet another category... Furthermore.

Primary classification, secondary classification, tertiary classification... everything was extremely clear and precise!

Professor He dared to say: Without twenty years of experience in disassembling and assembling bombs, this absolutely could not be achieved!

For a moment.

Professor He's expression tightened, and his eyes became sharp.

"Tell me, who disassembled the bombs!?"

— — [Oh my! This little old man is so fierce.]

— — [He rushed over after working hard, only to find the entire job was already done. Who wouldn't be angry?]

— — [Bomb Disposal Expert: You said I was coming to dispose of a bomb. Where is the bomb?]

— — [It's all the Streamer's fault for being too awesome. I'm done talking, I'll kowtow to him!]

... Professor He's presence was very powerful.

At this moment, Deputy Director Zhang and Director Chen didn't dare to step forward to speak up for anyone.

Seeing this, Su Yun scratched his head and said: "Um..."

"I'm the one who disassembled the bombs. Is there a problem?"

You!?

Professor He, along with the seven or eight students behind him, all stared intently at Su Yun.

From top to bottom, from his head to his toes.

They scrutinized him thoroughly.

"Young man, you said... you disassembled all these bombs?"

Professor He was dumbfounded.

Su Yun looked to be only in his early twenties.

Could it be... that this kid started learning bomb disposal in his mother's womb?

Surely prenatal education wasn't focused on bomb disposal?

Su Yun nodded blankly.

"Good heavens..."

"Tell me, how did you manage to do it?"

"Who is your teacher?"

"Which university did you graduate from?"

Professor He was excited.

He believed what Su Yun said.

At a time like this, no one would dare to joke about such a matter.

After saying that.

Su Yun was clearly stunned for a moment.

It seemed this old Professor was here to check his household registration?

He shook his head.

Su Yun told the truth.

"The situation was urgent at the time, so I just thought I'd give it a try."

"Disassembling a bomb, it's just a twist here, a turn there..."

"I don't have a teacher. If I absolutely had to name one, does Baidu count?"

"As for university..."

"Home-Dweller University!"

Everyone: "..."

The scene fell into silence.

— — [Pfft! Streamer, you really just say whatever comes to mind!]

— — [Home-Dweller University, that's too real!]

— — [Oh dear! So all you guys are my schoolmates! My respects, my respects!]

— — [Bomb Disposal Expert: Oh no! My brain isn't working fast enough!]

— — [The turtle is commuting—the softshell turtle can't stay on campus anymore!]

Professor He really felt a headache coming on.

Since he didn't spend much time surfing the internet.

He understood Baidu.

But what in the world was Home-Dweller University?

Was it an obscure university?

Professor He remained undiscouraged.

He pointed to the piles of components on the ground and said.

"Young man."

"I am very interested in your 'twist here, turn there' method."

"Would you mind demonstrating it for me again?"

Professor He's face clearly read: Must learn! Must see!

Su Yun glanced at the mess on the ground.

He shrugged: "The bombs are gone... I can't disassemble them..."

Professor He was puzzled: "If the bombs are disassembled, they can be put back together, right?"

Su Yun looked helpless.

With a sincere expression: "But... I only know how to disassemble them, not assemble them!"