When everyone saw four cages inside the glass box, they realized that this so-called foreign professor was a fraud, the supposed AIDS dication was fake, and that the supposed recovery of the white mouse with AIDS was simply a swap with a healthy white mouse.
This so-called Harvard professor was clearly a con artist.
"Fraud!"
A female student stood up and shouted, and imdiately, the entire classroom of students followed suit: "Where did this fraud infiltrate? Weren't we told a Harvard professor was coming to give a lecture?"
"Obviously, this so-called Harvard professor is fake. Harvard University is a world-renowned institution with the strongest authority and highest academic standards, how could they have such a professor? I think he snuck in as a fraud!"
Yang Tian remarked.
The crowd nodded upon hearing this. Yang Tian was right; Harvard is the dream land worshipped by students worldwide, how could they have such a professor?
It seems this so-called Harvard professor really ca to scam money!
"What nonsense are you all spouting!" The foreign professor on the podium hurriedly waved his hand, signaling the noisy crowd to quiet down. He first gave a stern glare at Yang Tian, then said, "I am a Harvard professor. My na is Smith-Gordon, and you can log into Harvard's website to check my information. I ca here to bring dical innovations to your Huaxia country!"
The crowd, upon hearing this, hurriedly took out their phones, logged into Harvard's campus website, and soon found Smith-Gordon's information. It stated that this professor was a distinguished professor at Harvard dical School, engaged in virus research for over a decade.
The crowd clicked on the photo and found that the man in the photo looked exactly like the man on stage.
For a mont, the crowd was filled with confusion: "What's going on? We indeed found Smith-Gordon's information on Harvard's website, and the photo is exactly the sa. Could this man really be a professor from Harvard? But how could Harvard produce such unscientific professors?"
Yang Tian's eyes also flashed with confusion: Are frauds nowadays so advanced? Can they actually get their photos and information onto Harvard's website?
anwhile, the man on the podium sneered coldly: "Now, do you believe I'm a professor from Harvard? I'm here to revolutionize your dical standards! AIDS is a terminal illness in your country, but we've already conquered it there! I am a professor engaged in AIDS research at Harvard for over a decade, why would I scam money? Ridiculous!"
"Then how do you explain the hidden two cages?"
Yang Tian asked casually.
The man on the podium looked extrely cold: "Who on earth are you? Questioning repeatedly? Those two cages are for the white mice used in experints later."
"So you're saying your dication has already cured that barely breathing mouse from before?"
Yang Tian asked, and operated his Divine Sense to probe the bodies of the four white mice. He could sense that the two barely breathing mice indeed had AIDS virus, but none of the four mice had any dication that could eliminate the AIDS virus.
In other words, this so-called Harvard professor really had no dication to cure AIDS.
If he really could cure AIDS, Yang Tian would sense it at a glance, but clearly, none of the four mice had any dication to cure AIDS, and Yang Tian clearly sensed that one of the mice had tomato juice inside.
Furthermore, this mouse was the one barely breathing from the second layer cage.
This so-called Harvard professor was deceiving throughout the entire process; he indeed swapped the barely breathing mouse into the second layer.
It makes one wonder, could this professor really be from Harvard University, here to represent Harvard in cheating?
If he isn't a Harvard professor, how could his photo be on Harvard's website?
Yang Tian suddenly found this intriguing.
One explanation might be that the counterpart represents Harvard University in coming to Huaxia to scam.
Another explanation might be that the counterpart used web technology to stick his photo onto Harvard's website.
Of course, there's also a possibility that the real Smith-Gordon has a twin brother, and the brother is indeed a Harvard professor, while he is the fake, specially coming to scam.
Thinking this way, Yang Tian knew how to expose Smith-Gordon, and he raised his voice: "Since you're a Harvard professor, let's bring in another Harvard professor to evaluate your research results. I don't believe all Harvard professors are of your level!"
Saying this, Yang Tian walked towards the door.
The Professor Smith-Gordon on stage remained very calm, speaking with an air of righteousness: "You want another colleague to evaluate? Fine, go call them! Forget it, I'll call them myself!"
Saying this, Smith-Gordon made a phone call.
Soon, a group of n and won walked in from outside, and everyone imdiately recognized that among them, several Huaxia faces were deans and professors from Tsinghua University dical School. The other few Western-faced middle-aged n were representatives from Harvard University; as these n and won walked in, Smith-Gordon imdiately spoke up: "Dean, you're just in ti! These Huaxia students are questioning my credentials, accusing of being a fraud who snuck into Harvard University..."
Among them, a tall middle-aged man, exactly the dean of Harvard dical School, Muller Dembele, frowned, had a brief conversation with the Tsinghua University dical school dean, and then raised his voice: "I ensure in the na of Harvard University that Professor Smith is a distinguished professor of our dical School!"
Hearing this, the crowd finally confird that this Smith-Gordon was indeed a professor from Harvard dical School.
Still, Yang Tian's eyes flashed with doubt: if this Smith-Gordon is a real professor, then why is the card on his chest fake?
Yang Tian had gone to Harvard University years ago on a mission, protecting a Chinese-Arican professor, and knew that any Harvard professor's card would have a chip inside, but this Smith-Gordon didn't have one.
Yang Tian operated his Divine Sense to probe the qualification badge on Muller Dembele's chest, and soon, he sensed that there was a microchip within Muller Dembele's card.
Not only Muller Dembele, but all the other Harvard professors also had such chips in their cards.
This made Smith-Gordon's identity highly suspicious, but Muller Dembele and others' appearances prove there indeed is a Smith-Gordon professor at Harvard University, and the man in front of him is highly likely to be Smith-Gordon's twin brother or sothing.
Thinking this way, Yang Tian looked at Muller Dembele: "Dean Dembele, could I ask if the Smith-Gordon professor of your dical school disappeared for so ti?"
Muller Dembele frowned but still said: "Indeed, half a year ago, Professor Smith-Gordon took a six-month leave; he returned to teaching only half a month ago..."
"Does Smith-Gordon have a twin brother?"
Yang Tian asked again.
Upon hearing this, that "Smith-Gordon" had a change in expression.
While Muller Dembele was filled with confusion, seeing "Smith-Gordon's" altered expression, he hurriedly said: "This is confidential information about the professor that I shouldn't disclose, but Smith-Gordon indeed has a twin brother!"
"That explains it." Yang Tian nodded and said, "Dean Dembele, this Smith-Gordon is fake; the real Smith-Gordon may have vanished half a year ago, replaced by his twin brother who ca here to scam. He claims he can cure AIDS, but besides , no one in this world can completely cure AIDS!"
Hearing this, the entire classroom was in an uproar.
"You're spouting nonsense!"
Smith-Gordon shouted at Yang Tian.
While Muller Dembele frowned, seriously asking: "How can you confirm he is Smith-Gordon's brother?"
"You don't believe? Then check his professor qualification badge on his chest; it doesn't have your unique Harvard chip!"
Yang Tian casually said.
Upon hearing this, that "Smith-Gordon's" face finally turned pale and bloodless...
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