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The next day, Brother Biao awaited the arrival of Director Qiu Sixi from the Laogu Township police station. To his surprise, Director Qiu did not arrive on the military-green three-wheeled motorcycle typically used by the station, nor was he in uniform. Instead, he appeared in plain clothes, accompanied by a clerk named Xiao Xu, who was also dressed casually. The two rode bicycles to Hu Ruoyun's home.
With his parents visiting his grandmother in Dongzhuang, Hu Ruoyun had become the head of the household, especially since the officers had come specifically to see him.
He invited Qiu Sixi and Xiao Xu to sit in the main room and poured them each a bowl of hot water. Although polite, his demeanor was not particularly warm. Once he finished, he calmly took a seat and regarded Director Qiu without inquiring about the purpose of their visit.
Qiu Sixi took a deep drag from his cigarette before extinguishing it. He gestured for Xiao Xu to open a notebook and then addressed Hu Ruoyun: “We want to know where you were on July x, who you met, and what you did… You must speak the truth!”
Hu Ruoyun remained composed, speaking slowly and clearly as he recounted how he had witnessed Dog Young Master attempting to harm Jiang Qiuying and how his classmate Xiong Debiao had bravely intervened. His account matched what Qiu Sixi had anticipated and what Xiong Debiao had previously reported. He concluded with, “Those men tried to drag my female classmate away in broad daylight! My classmate Xiong Debiao stepped in to stop them, and they beat him mercilessly! By the way, the leader claimed his father is Zhang Shusen. Director Qiu, do you know who Zhang Shusen is?”
A wave of discomfort washed over Qiu Sixi; this was precisely the kind of trouble that could lead to dire consequences.
Some things are better left unsaid…
With so many people watching, revealing his father’s identity was sheer folly.
Qiu Sixi did not directly answer Hu Ruoyun but instead asked, “How many were there? You’re not yet fifteen, right? How did you manage to injure them and drive them off?”
Hu Ruoyun replied, “There were four of them in total. I only hit the leader with a brick; I didn’t drive them off alone. They left because more people gathered around, and they got scared.”
At that moment, Hu Ruoyun had no intention of exaggerating his own prowess.
A knife—Dog Young Master had actually drawn a knife! Zhang Shusen hadn’t even mentioned this during their phone call.
“This is the knife that the leader used to stab my classmate,” Hu Ruoyun said as he pushed a long object wrapped in oil paper towards Qiu Sixi. Xiao Xu picked it up; it felt heavy in his hands. Carefully unwrapping it revealed a gleaming triangular bayonet.
Qiu Sixi felt increasingly unsettled; this weapon was all too familiar to him as a police officer.
What if that kid named Xiong Debiao hadn’t stepped up bravely? What if he had been too afraid to intervene? The thought sent chills down the spine of this seasoned officer.
Some people truly deserve what’s coming to them!
Seeing Qiu Sixi arrive with minimal baggage, Hu Ruoyun's perception of him noticeably improved. This man wasn't bad; at least he didn't act like some people who wield their power recklessly, ignoring the facts and refusing to discern right from wrong, simply obeying orders without question.
Noticing Qiu Sixi momentarily at a loss for words, Hu Ruoyun turned the question back to him. "Director Qiu, how does your police station usually handle situations like this?"
Qiu Sixi surprisingly lost his composure in front of a child. He fished out a cigarette pack from his pocket, took one out, lit it, and took a couple of deep puffs without answering Hu Ruoyun's question.
Hu Ruoyun understood his inner conflict; he would feel just as torn if he were in Qiu's position.
After a long pause, Qiu Sixi seemed to regain his composure and asked, "What do you hope to do about it?"
Hu Ruoyun didn't answer directly. Instead, he turned around and pulled a large brown paper envelope from the drawer behind him, sliding it across the table toward Qiu Sixi. "Director Qiu, please take a look at this."
Inside the envelope were photographs—more than ten in total. The first showed Dog Young Master and his subordinates dragging Jiang Qiuying away. The girl's face was pale with fear and despair, tears of helplessness streaming down her cheeks.
Hu Ruoyun then asked, "Director Qiu, do you have children?"
Holding the photographs without lifting his eyes, Qiu Sixi instinctively replied, "Yes, I have a daughter. She's younger than the girl in the photo."
Hu Ruoyun fell silent, gesturing for Qiu Sixi to continue looking.
The second photograph depicted Brother Biao with a bloodied face, clinging desperately to the "Black Tower."
The third photo was shocking: Dog Young Master brandishing a triangular bayonet aimed directly at Brother Biao. While others might not understand the lethal nature of such a weapon, Qiu Sixi knew all too well its danger. Damn it! Dog Young Master was trying to take that child's life!
He had almost been manipulated by that bastard's father into turning a blind eye to the truth. Was this something a person could do?
Your son commits crimes and gets hurt; your wife feels sorry for him. But what about that child's father? Seeing his child beaten like this—wouldn't he want revenge?
What if the girl in the photo were his daughter? What if that bloodied child were his son? As a fellow parent, Qiu Sixi felt a pang of anguish in his heart.
After a while, Qiu Sixi put down the photos he had just finished looking at and steadied his emotions as he turned to Hu Ruoyun. "What are you planning to do?"
A flicker of determination and ruthlessness flashed in Hu Ruoyun's eyes, a stark contrast to his age. "Whoever commits a crime must face the law. If he, or his father, is involved, they must also accept legal consequences!"
"Then do what you need to do. Make sure to get me a copy of those photos."
With that, Qiu Sixi swiftly stood up and gestured to the clerk beside him. "Xiao Xu, let’s go."
Xiao Xu was Qiu Sixi's trusted aide. On their way back, neither of them spoke a word.
Xiao Xu understood that his superior had a tough job; Deputy Director Zhang Shusen held immense power in the bureau, and Qiu Sixi had only recently been promoted by him. In that regard, Zhang Shusen was both a mentor and benefactor to Qiu Sixi.
However, if personal interests were allowed to overshadow the law—if right and wrong were blurred, if justice was turned upside down—then even Qiu Sixi would struggle with such moral dilemmas.
As they approached the entrance of the police station, Qiu Sixi finally spoke to Xiao Xu. "Don't say anything reckless when we get back."
Xiao Xu nodded and then asked, "Director, how will you explain things to Director Zhang?"
Qiu Sixi cursed under his breath in response. "Damn it, people like him deserve to be punished. That son of a bitch is raising a worthless son; sooner or later, heaven will strike him down with lightning!"
That night, only Xiao Xu knew that Qiu Sixi had secretly arranged to meet with Wang Zhiguo, the head of the county bureau. However, what was discussed during that meeting remained a mystery to him.
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