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"What misunderstanding? I just think that kid definitely has issues. You shouldn't have treated him so gently earlier; if it were me..." Liu Dong immediately retorted, seemingly very critical of Mo Ming. After all, since their first meeting, Mo Ming had never given him a good face, and just now he had even toyed with him in front of Fu Meng, so it was only natural for Liu Dong to have complaints.
However, Ji Yue did not give Liu Dong the chance to continue. With a sideways glance at Liu Dong, he coldly said, "If it were you, you probably wouldn't get a single word out of him. Do you think in today's society you can just use force against someone without evidence?"
"Haha, I agree with Captain Ji," Haotian chimed in, seemingly disapproving of Liu Dong's approach. With a hint of sarcasm in his tone, he said, "Just now in the monitoring room, I witnessed Vice Captain Liu's authority. You can casually pull out a gun to threaten someone; I suppose only you could do that."
"You..." Liu Dong's face turned a shade of liver color. He waved his hand and huffed, "Fine, you all are the good guys. I'll be the bad guy then. Since you all think that kid is innocent, let's drop it. I don't care anyway."
"Alright, you need to rein it in a bit. What you did earlier—if Mo Ming really wanted to pursue it, you'd probably have a hard time escaping scrutiny from above. I don't want this kind of thing to happen again. This time I'll let it slide, but if there's a next time, I'll report it directly to higher-ups," Ji Yue said, his breath slightly heavier as he shook his head lightly.
"Okay then, I'll just keep my mouth shut from now on and let the team leader decide. I won't trouble you anymore. Is that alright? Now I'm going out for a walk; I can't stand the air in here," Liu Dong said angrily and turned to leave. He didn't realize that the more he acted this way, the more it would chill Ji Yue's heart; such a subordinate would inevitably cause trouble.
"Captain Ji, I heard your conversation in the monitoring room just now and got some understanding of the situation," Haotian hesitated for a moment before saying, "There are some things I'm not sure if I should say."
"Come on, don't play coy with me. If you're saying this, you must want to talk about something. Just go ahead," Ji Yue shook his head helplessly and smiled. "Alright, just say what you have to say; no need to hold back—consider it a conversation between friends."
"Hehe, Captain Ji is so reasonable." After laughing a few times, Haotian continued, "Regarding recent events—regardless of whether Mo Ming was involved or not—Sito Hai as the head of the Little Green Society has long been notorious. In recent years he's been even worse with his dealings and White Powder transactions. You know that almost everyone prominent in the Little Green Society has gone legit except for Sito Hai. Sigh, I just feel like someone should take care of him."
"So what you're saying is that even if Mo Ming was behind recent events, it's like doing justice on behalf of heaven?"
"Hehe, I didn't say that! If Captain Ji wants to interpret it that way, that's beyond my control," Haotian scratched his head and laughed. "I'm just casually mentioning it; take it as me rambling—don't take it seriously."
"Alright then, no need to say so much; I'm not blaming you," Ji Yue said with a wry smile as he recalled Mo Ming's words and a supernatural smile appeared on his lips. "Actually, I've thought about what you said too—having someone fill in the gaps of the law to deal with those who commit heinous acts isn't necessarily a bad thing."
"Oh? Captain Ji, I feel like I'm sensing the arrival of spring," Haotian said with his lips pursed in an expression that suggested he wanted to laugh but was holding back. "Cough... Mo Ming is quite handsome, right? Although he's a bit young in age, his mindset isn't immature..."
"Captain Hao, you should close your mouth now. So you're saying you're not doing your job as a police officer anymore but playing matchmaker instead? As for that promotion..." Ji Yue spoke slowly while waiting for Haotian to stop him.
Upon hearing about the promotion, Haotian immediately interrupted Ji Yue's words, smilingly saying, "Come on, I know I was wrong. Just consider it as me rambling; don't make it difficult for me. Work is tough, so let's cherish it."
...
When Mo Ming came out of the police station, the night was deep, and the air carried a slight chill. This time of night was perfect for romantic encounters, with people bustling in the streets and traffic flowing.
If it weren't for the current special circumstances, Mo Ming would have headed straight to a nightclub, determined to party until the world spun around him before going home.
But now...
Sito Hai's crazy dog had hired a hitman. If it were a straightforward confrontation, Mo Ming wouldn't be too scared. No matter how many hitmen there were, he would take them all on. However, if they played dirty and attacked from behind with a hidden gun, that would be no joke.
Especially in places like nightclubs, where chaos reigned and one could never be too careful. Hitmen could easily strike; if they waited until he was drunk to act, Mo Ming wouldn’t even know how he died.
Sigh, being hunted down is really tough.
"Forget it; I'll just go home and get some sleep. Tomorrow I'll wait to collect my award." Mo Ming lit a cigarette and walked to the roadside to hail a taxi. There were plenty of taxis around, but even more passengers. Knowing it would be hard to get a ride here, he decided to walk slowly along the street while waiting.
After walking just a few steps, a red SUV slowly pulled up beside him. Mo Ming glanced over and saw Fu Meng sitting in the back seat, smiling at him friendly. He stopped in his tracks, and the red SUV came to a halt as well.
Fu Meng opened the car door and waved his hand at Mo Ming, saying, "Hey there, it's hard to catch a taxi here. Get in; I'll give you a ride."
"Mayor, you're such a good person. Then I won't stand on ceremony." With a ride offered, Mo Ming certainly wouldn't refuse. He hopped into the car without hesitation and closed the door behind him, smiling at Fu Meng as he said, "Sorry to take up some of your time."
"It’s no trouble at all. If you want, you can stay at my place tonight; I can take you there tomorrow so you won't have to catch a taxi," Fu Meng said with an odd look in his eyes as he seemed to scrutinize Mo Ming repeatedly like he was an unguarded maiden.
Is this old guy really the legendary Longyang Jun? It's not my fault for being handsome; I don't swing that way. Even if he's the mayor, I absolutely won't comply.
No wonder he took such good care of me when we first met; it turns out he has his eyes on me. Ugh, the feeling of being liked by a man is honestly unpleasant...
Mo Ming couldn't help but ask, quickly interrupting Fu Meng's repeated scrutiny, "Mayor, you've looked me over for the eighth time now. Is there something wrong with me?"
"Don't worry, I'm male and interested in females; I'm not interested in you." Retracting his gaze, Fu Meng seemed to see through Mo Ming's thoughts and smiled slightly, "Not bad, Mo Ming. You're really not bad. You know, I didn't believe you would be so good before, but now it seems you truly are."
Being able to sit in the mayor's position, Fu Meng is indeed impressive. I didn't expect him to see through my thoughts. Mo Ming believed his expression was perfectly fine; either Fu Meng was just lucky or he truly had skills... Mo Ming leaned towards the latter; beneath Fu Meng's rogue appearance lay a kingly demeanor.
Wait a minute, why did he say "not bad" so many times? And what did he mean by "I didn't believe you would be so good"?
"You don't need to guess. Yuan'er and Yun'er often mention you. I know a bit about you; you're Yuan'er's husband, and I'm her Uncle." This time, Mo Ming truly believed that Fu Meng was remarkable. He was slightly surprised by Fu Meng's words and remained silent. Then Fu Meng continued with a smile, "I have to thank you for Yun'er. She has been spoiled since childhood and is somewhat rebellious. Thanks to you saving her, otherwise things could have been unimaginable."
Mo Ming finally understood Fu Meng's attitude towards him; it turned out he wanted to repay him for saving his daughter. Moreover, now that Mo Ming was technically related to him—regardless of whether Mo Ming admitted it—the marriage certificate made it a fact that he and Lin Yuan'er were legally married.
Fu Meng helping Mo Ming was only natural; there was nothing strange about it.
"The mayor doesn't need to be polite. I just couldn't stand what those people were doing and accidentally helped your daughter out a bit. There's really no need for your thanks; rather, I should thank you for helping me today and planning to take me home..."
As he spoke, Mo Ming looked astonished at the direction the car was heading—it wasn't Lord Qian's residence but rather... Murong Wei's Hillside Mansion direction, which is also Fu Meng's home.
"Don't be so formal; just call me Uncle like Yuan'er does."
"Mayor, uh, I mean Uncle..." Mo Ming felt a bit frustrated and said, "It seems I didn't mention where I live just now. This road isn't the direction I need to go. How about stopping now and letting me off? I can take a taxi back."
"This is unacceptable. It's late at night, and there aren't many taxis on this route; I haven't seen one for hours," Fu Meng frowned and blamed, "Tian Meng, this is all your fault. Why did you drive off carelessly?"
"…"
Tian Meng, wearing sunglasses that obscured his eyes, turned his face slightly and looked at Fu Meng through the rearview mirror, explaining, "You didn't say anything earlier, so I thought I was taking him home. Look, I'm almost at your place now. Should I turn around?"
"Forget it, just don't turn around," Fu Meng said with a slight smile to Mo Ming. "Anyway, I'm your Uncle, so you can stay at my place tonight. Tomorrow I'll take you to the awards ceremony. Yuan'er hasn't seen you in a long time; she's been thinking about you all the time. Yun'er even planned to hire a private detective to investigate your whereabouts. Tonight is a perfect opportunity to bring you back." After a pause, Fu Meng smiled and added, "I don't think you'll refuse my invitation."
Come on, shouldn't that be a question? It's obvious he's pushing me into a corner here. Fu Meng shouldn't be underestimated; during the conversation, Mo Ming felt like he was being led by the nose and clearly couldn't refuse.
Like father, like daughter; both are formidable!
"Uncle, since you've put it this way, I guess I have no choice but to accept. Otherwise, you'll just tell my dad that I'm disrespecting you, and I'll be in big trouble," Mo Ming said with a bitter smile and shook his head.
Fu Meng laughed heartily: "You're quite perceptive! Don't worry; if you listen to me, I won't tell your dad. But if you don't… my mouth might slip at some point, and I could end up saying something wrong."
"…" Mo Ming twitched his lips slightly and had nothing more to say; he conceded defeat.
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