City's Best Divine Doctor

Chapter 2119: Chapter 2079: Chop Him Into Minced Meat

When Ye Qiu was brought to the police station interrogation room, Deputy Director Zhu hurried to the director’s office.

This small town has one police station director and two deputy directors. Now all three directors are here, with the director and another Deputy Director Li smoking in the office.

Seeing Deputy Director Zhu return, he immediately asked, "Old Zhu, why didn’t you stop them from blowing up the grave?"

Stop?

It’s not that he didn’t want to, but he couldn’t.

"The young man is too arrogant. He’s not even afraid of guns. What can I do?"

"Are you talking about that young man named Ye Qiu?"

"Director, yes, that’s him."

He had just investigated a bit about this young man, only finding out that he is the son of Ye Weidong from Ye Family Village, raised in Jinling, and was the top scorer in Jiangnan Province’s college entrance exam. As for other information, it’s untraceable.

If he’s merely an exam top scorer, given his intelligence, he should be very smart, hardly someone who would act that way.

This indicates that he is definitely not afraid of the descendants of Zhu Family Grave.

"Why is he so audacious? Now he’s angered tens of thousands of Zhu Family Grave descendants. If public fury erupts, how do we handle it?"

"I’ve already brought him back to the police station."

Deputy Director Zhu said.

What?

Brought him back?

"How could you be so stupid? Why did you bring him back?"

"He, he insisted on coming back himself."

Deputy Director Zhu realized he indeed was a bit foolish; this hot potato, even the county police station would struggle to deal with, let alone a small town police station.

"Quickly let him go, whatever happens to him is none of our business."

"Director, I feel his identity might not be simple; I might lose my official hat."

Official hat?

The director’s face changed upon hearing this.

Ye Qiu sat in the interrogation room.

In fact, he had been in interrogation rooms many times, sometimes with Zhao Ruxue, and a few times brought in by police officers.

However, he always came out safely.

Of course, those officers who dared to try punishing him with torture never ended up feeling comfortable.

Ye Qiu now sat on the interrogation room chair, waiting for Deputy Director Zhu to come interrogate him.

But so far, no one had come to him.

Deputy Director Zhu was about to stand, preparing to send the young man away, when the director spoke again, "The descendants of Zhu Family Grave keep calling. If we let him go, what should we do?"

What to do?

They truly didn’t know what to do.

"Director, what we need to do now is figure out whether this young man is ordinary. If he is, let him face legal sanctions for his actions. If not, let him go, as long as there’s no fighting."

No fighting?

Since Zhu Family Grave was blown up, would the descendants really let this young man from the Ye Family go?

It’s surely impossible.

"I heard there’s a reason behind this. Didn’t the descendants of Zhu Family Grave first damage that young man’s grandfather’s grave?"

"Indeed, that’s the case."

Deputy Director Zhu said.

"So, both sides are at fault. I suggest you gather respected people from the Zhu Family Grave for a peaceful solution; if fights erupt, we all might get into trouble."

The police station director said.

He believed this was the best way.

However, currently, he was only a small-time director, besides being deputy town mayor, he was merely third-in-command.

The town still has a town party secretary and mayor above him.

Therefore, he planned to find the town party secretary and mayor, asking them to liaise with higher-ups for resolution.

As the official responsible for security, he definitely didn’t want any trouble.

"Director, I’m just a nobody; I can’t speak up."

"Anyway, deal with this quickly," the director reiterated.

Deputy Director Zhu could only return to his office, urgently contacting respected figures from the Zhu Family Grave.

Ye Qiu was sitting there for about ten minutes when an officer came in.

Ye Qiu thought he was there to interrogate him.

Unexpectedly, the officer said, "Mr. Ye, it’s all right, you can go back now."

"All right? Weren’t you going to interrogate me?"

"The higher-ups say it’s okay, so it’s okay," the police officer remarked.

"You made such a fuss to bring me here, now you won’t escort me back?"

"I’ll, I’ll ask someone to take you back."

It was the first time he’d seen a young person with such a temper.

But since the director wasn’t clear on this young man’s identity, it meant that he wasn’t someone he could easily provoke.

Ye Qiu came out of the interrogation room.

However, at that moment, suddenly, a large crowd rushed over.

These people were mostly young, with their hair dyed non-mainstream — immediately recognizable as local thugs.

"Damn, it’s that kid who blew up Zhu Family Grave. Now the boss says whoever cuts him into mincemeat gets fifty thousand."

Cut into mincemeat?

Ye Qiu sneered.

Unexpectedly, these local thugs were so bold.

However, these thugs were riding motorcycles, holding either iron rods or sharp fruit knives.

Even the security booth guards were frightened.

What were these people intending to do?

While the officer went to find the director in haste, Ye Qiu stood right there.

The non-mainstream-looking thugs surrounded him, making it impossible for him to escape.

At that moment, they thought even if Ye Qiu grew wings, he couldn’t fly away.

"Di, Director, many thugs came outside; they want to cut that young man into mincemeat."

"What?" The police station director hadn’t expected more thugs causing trouble.

He hurriedly donned a police hat and headed outside.

He already saw the young man truly surrounded there, with these thugs brandishing weapons, appearing very fierce. Without intervention, the young man might die here.

"What are you doing? Why are you causing trouble here?" The police station director shouted loudly.

Yet, no one listened to him at all.

"Quick, get the handguns out," the police station director said.

A few officers quickly went to get handguns. Now these overly bold young men directly stared at Ye Qiu and said, "Was it you who blew up Zhu Family Grave?"

"It was me!" Ye Qiu replied coldly.

A single ant is an ant; a hundred ants are still ants.

This swarm of ants only made Ye Qiu feel more disgusted.