It has been four days since he came out this time. Although his uncle helped him speak in front of his parents, Qin Yu still planned to go back. After all, he couldn't be of much help in the construction of the tomb, and there was nothing for him to do here.
"Hey, Master Qin, don't worry. I will come to supervise every day. How about I take you back?"
Liu Anshan had a smile on his face. This matter concerned the ancestral tomb of the county leader's family, and he was more concerned about it than his own ancestral grave. It was a good opportunity to show loyalty in front of the leaders.
"No need, I'll just take Mo Yongxing's car back."
Qin Yu declined Liu Anshan's offer to drive him back, got off the mountain, and got into Mo Yongxing's car. It seemed that Mo Yongxing had talked to his sister on the phone, exchanged a few words, and hung up. He drove Qin Yu back to the county town.
"There's a bus to the county town here. You can drop me off here."
As the Hummer car left the Tongbi Mountain area, Qin Yu pointed to a bus stop by the road ahead.
"My sister said to take you home."
Mo Yongxing ignored his request and accelerated the Hummer towards the county town. Now that they were off the mountain, Mo Yongxing's speed increased, swiftly driving towards the county town. It took Qin Yu an hour to get here, but Mo Yongxing managed to reach the county town in just half an hour.
"I won't go back now. Please drop me off at the entrance of Dreamy Song and Dance Hall ahead."
Aaron's song and dance hall was located at this intersection, and Qin Yu wanted to find his brother to learn some things.
"Has something happened at the song and dance hall?"
As the Hummer car approached the song and dance hall, Mo Yongxing turned around and asked.
Qin Yu looked out of the car window upon hearing that and saw a row of uniformed police officers surrounding the song and dance hall. The surrounding area was crowded with onlookers whispering among themselves.
"Stop the car, I want to get off and take a look."
Qin Yu didn't have time for pleasantries and directly pushed open the car door. With so many police officers present, something must have happened at the song and dance hall. Thinking back to the deputy director of the public security bureau he talked about with Aaron a few days ago, Qin Yu's face showed a layer of worry.
The entrance to the song and dance hall was already guarded by the police, and Qin Yu couldn't get in. Helpless, he took out his phone and dialed Aaron's number, but no one answered.
"You want to go in, don't you?"
Just as Qin Yu was anxiously pacing at the entrance, he heard Mo Yongxing's voice behind him. It turned out that after Mo Yongxing dropped Qin Yu off the car, he didn't leave directly but followed him.
"Do you have a way to get in?"
"Hehe, it's just a few police officers!"
Mo Yongxing put on a proud look, took out his phone from his pocket, dialed a number, and spoke softly after it connected. He gave Qin Yu a glance, indicating for him to follow. Holding the phone, he walked towards the police officers at the entrance.
"Here, it's a call from your superiors."
A police officer looked at Mo Yongxing with confusion, then picked up the phone and put it to his ear to answer.
"Yes, understood!"
After finishing the call, the police officer at the entrance became awestruck by Mo Yongxing's expression. He respectfully returned the phone to him and voluntarily made way for them.
Mo Yongxing turned around and gave Qin Yu a glance before striding towards the entrance of the song and dance hall. Qin Yu followed behind.
Once the two entered the song and dance hall, the police officers at the entrance began discussing. Several of them focused their attention on the officer who answered the phone and asked:
"Li Ge, the deputy director personally led the team this time. How could you let those two in? Who was it on the phone just now?"
"It was a call from the Big Boss!"
The other officers gasped, and one of them trembled, "No way, why would the Big Boss make a phone call? Are you sure you didn't mishear?"
Within their police station, there were a few special titles. Being referred to as the Big Boss meant the director of the Public Security Bureau in the city. These junior officers rarely had the opportunity to see him.
"I've heard the Big Boss's voice before during a meeting, and I specifically checked the number. It's our boss's office phone number."
Li Ge, the police officer who answered the call, looked around and then lowered his voice, adding, "And do you guys know how the Big Boss addressed that young man on the phone?"
"How did he address him?"
The other officers asked in unison, all curious.
Seeing everyone's attention on him, Li Ge had an expression of seeking knowledge. He seemed to derive great satisfaction from it and deliberately paused before saying, "The Big Boss referred to him as Young Master Mo. My goodness, even the Big Boss has to call him Young Master Mo. That means he has significant influence!"
The police officers at the entrance pondered for a moment, digesting this information. They seemed to be speculating about Young Master Mo's background. After a while, one police officer exclaimed, attracting everyone's attention.
"What did you say your name was?"
"Do you know the background of this Young Master Mo?"
The police officer who exclaimed shook his head and whispered, "I don't know Young Master Mo's background, but I was thinking, if Young Master Mo is going in now, could he have some connection with this song and dance hall? You know, the deputy director personally led the team this time..."
These police officers were astute individuals. They understood the situation. The newly appointed deputy director had been very assertive since taking office, and with the retirement of the director approaching, he practically held the power in the bureau. There were also some rumors within the police station about the deputy director's involvement with this dance hall. With the continuous surprise inspections and the deputy director personally leading the team this time, anyone could see that the deputy director and the dance hall were not on good terms. If Young Master Mo had a connection with the owner of the dance hall, then today's situation could be quite interesting.
"When big shots fight, let's not worry too much. After all, there will always be someone powerful enough to handle the consequences."