Chapter 46 The Unsettled Dust

In the courtyard where Mo Daoqing lives, water is drawn from a well, and lanterns and candles are used at night. Apart from a few landline phones, there are few products of modern technology.

There are three landline phones in total, in red, black and white.

The red one rarely rings. If it does, it must be the top bosses who often appear on TV calling. It may not ring once in a year.

If the red phone rings, you have to answer it, but for Mo Daoqing, you don't have to answer it. If he is in a bad mood, he will not answer it. He will call back when he is in a better mood.

The black ones are usually hit by Bai Yue.

He could accept the calls or not, as most of them were trivial matters in prison. In his eyes, worldly matters were trivial, even supernatural events.

But he had to answer the white phone. The white phone rang less frequently than the red one. In the past twenty years, it rang only a handful of times. The only person who knew this number was the person who won the bet from him.

The phone rang, but Mo Daoqing didn't dare not answer it because he had suffered a great loss, a great loss, a loss that made him feel deeply hurt.

So no matter what Mo Daoqing was busy with, when the phone rang, he had to answer it. If he was too late, it would be useless even if he called back.

But within these few days, the white landline phone rang twice in succession, and today was the third time in the past week.

The person who called the landline was an old man. From the sound of his voice, he seemed younger than him, but he had to respectfully call him "Brother".

Mo Daoqing stood up and walked quickly into the inner courtyard. After a moment, he walked out expressionlessly, sat at the low table again, picked up the teacup, but did not drink for a long time.

The person who called only said one thing.

He wants power, the command of the Nangang Branch of the Public Affairs Security Supervision Bureau, and he wants to give this power to a young boy in his twenties!

If someone else said this, Mo Daoqing would definitely sneer at it.

How can such rights be given just like that?

But the person who called was different. If he said he wanted it, I had to give it to him.

Mo Daoqing knew almost nothing about the old man on the other end of the phone.

He only knew that the old man had a special ability.

The other party always informs him in advance of supernatural events that occur across the country, especially those that will cause great panic and serious consequences.

If the Public Affairs Safety Supervisor is unable to resolve the problem, the other party will also be informed, just like a prophet who can predict what will happen before it happens.

If not for this, Mo Daoqing would not have listened to his advice.

Dipping his fingers in tea, Mo Daoqing wrote two big words on the coffee table - Chu Yu!

As a breeze blew by, there was no trace of the low table left.

Turning his head, Mo Daoqing said calmly to the little Taoist boy who bowed his head, "The power of the Nangang branch will be transferred to Chu Yu."

The little Taoist boy uttered a slight "oh" and hurried back to the inner courtyard.

After a while, the little Taoist boy came back and said, "Master."

Mo Daoqing hummed inaudibly.

The little Taoist boy smiled and said, "Why don't you go to Nangang?"

"Why?"

"You've always been curious about who that person is."

"So what if I'm curious?"

"That person is so nervous about a person named Chu Yu in the Nangang branch. Why don't you go to Nangang and start with Chu Yu to find out the origins of that person?"

Mo Daoqing turned around and scratched the little Taoist boy's nose. "If you can think of it, how can I not think of it? No, absolutely not."

"why?"

Mo Daoqing sighed slightly, "Twenty-three years ago, I didn't know much about the world, so I wasn't distressed, and I was happy and free. Then that person came to the mountain gate and found me. We talked at night, and I knew a little about the world. But just these few things made me work hard for more than twenty years. If I had found Chu Yu and knew more, wouldn't I have turned into a corpse and not been able to rest in peace?"

The little Taoist boy sniffed, his little head was completely unable to comprehend the meaning of these words.

Mo Daoqing patted the little Taoist boy on the head, "That man is a thousand times smarter than me, so the things he does are a thousand times more difficult than what we deal with. I think that my ability is to do small things. If I know a lot but can't do it, wouldn't that be adding to my worries?"

The little Taoist boy nodded, not quite understanding, and then smiled, "Okay, I'll go get you some more hot water."

Mo Daoqing stroked his beard and smiled, "Be good."

Seeing the little Taoist boy running into the backyard, Mo Daoqing stood up, then walked to the screen wall, looked at the portrait hanging on the screen wall, and remained silent for a long time.

The portrait shows a woman wearing a Taoist robe and carrying a long sword, looking very heroic.

Mo Daoqing stood there for a long time, and only turned around when the little Taoist boy walked behind him.

The little Taoist boy wrinkled his nose and smelled it, "Master, are you missing her again?"

"I think about it. I think about it at sunrise and sunset. I think about it every day and every night."

The little Taoist boy looked at the screen wall and murmured, "She looks like Sister Bai."

"Yes, she looks exactly like her when she was young."

"It's a pity I never met her."

Mo Daoqing held the little Taoist boy's hand and walked towards the low table. "It will be done soon. The man said that he is busy and when he is done, he will find time to make a magical object. With this object, I will be able to see you again."

"How long will he be busy?"

"I don't know. I have been waiting for more than twenty years. But that person said that he would take me to see your master before she turned into dry bones in a grave."

"Oh, that will take a long time."

"Soon, soon, it will definitely be soon." Mo Daoqing's eyes were deep and he said loudly, "He looked for me three times in three days. He must be anxious. Since he is anxious, he must have started to work hard. Once he succeeds, he will naturally help me to see her."

...

After Bai Yue hung up the call from Siheyuan, she stood in the corridor, unable to digest the order she had just received for a long time.

All Nangang branches obey Chu Yu?

He didn't say that this included a deputy governor like himself, but from the looks of it, even if Chu Yu couldn't command him, he couldn't order this guy Chu Yu around either?

Taking orders from a young clerk who had just joined the company for a year, had been hiding important information, kidnapping his colleagues, and colluding with unknown dangerous people?

Bai Yue felt that Mo Daoqing might be suffering from Alzheimer's?

But even though the old guy is over eighty years old, he is in very good health. Doesn't he look like he has Alzheimer's?

If the formal procedures were followed and the order was issued by the headquarters office, Bai Yue might have questioned it.

However, the person who called was Mo Daoqing's only disciple. It was not an official procedure but more like a direct private order, which made it impossible for her to question it.

Although she couldn't figure it out, Bai Yue decided to obey the order.

Because she believed in Mo Daoqing, the old man who founded the Public Affairs Safety Supervision Bureau and had never made a mistake in more than 20 years.

Waving his hand to call over a subordinate, Bai Yue said, "Go in and tell Chu Yu that all past events will be forgiven. Let him come out. I have something to tell him."

The subordinate nodded, put on his chemical protective suit, and ran to the door of the isolation ward.

After knocking on the door, it was opened. Before he could open his mouth, he was forcibly pulled into the room under Bai Yue's gaze.

Bai Yue, who had extraordinary hearing, heard two barely audible sounds of joints being dislocated, followed by a cry of pain.

Bai Yue felt helpless and angry.

Needless to say, with one more hostage, his men didn't even have a chance to speak.

Asking someone to knock on the door is like throwing a meat bun at a dog, and no one will come back.

The unlucky guy who just came in was kicked into a corner by the Fire Snake. Before he could open his mouth, the pale-faced Fire Snake fed him a mouthful of blood.

After retching for a few times, he shouted, "Chu Yu, Bai Dujian said that bygones are bygones..."

Before this guy could finish speaking, the Fire Snake kicked him with a whip kick, and then... this guy fainted.

Chu Yu touched his nose, "Let bygones be bygones, do you think I'm an idiot?"

There were a total of sixteen old men and women in the ward. Because there was another unlucky guy who was about to die, the amount of blood collected was just enough. Chu Yu was too lazy to use a syringe to draw blood for a blood transfusion, so he just used the old method and pinched open the mouth with a knife.

Seeing that all the old men had been fed blood one by one, Chu Yu let out a long breath and fell down next to the Fire Snake.

"Everyone has been rescued, now let's release the hostages."

After all, Chu Yu had worked in the branch for a year. With such a big misunderstanding, the sooner things were over, the better. As for the rest, whether it was a merit or a fault, it all depended on how Bai Yue handled it.

After thinking about it, Yanshe nodded in agreement, but did not ask him what he would do next.

Chu Yu patted Yanshe's shoulder, not knowing whether he was explaining to him or comforting himself, "Although our methods are a bit rough, our starting point is to save people. We will know whether it is right or wrong when these old people recover. Baiyue...she should be reasonable."

The Flame Snake shrugged, indicating that it didn't matter.

Unexpectedly, Qiu Zhonglei, who was squatting in the corner, snorted and sneered, "You broke into the isolation ward with the source of infection, kidnapped your direct superior and colleagues in the branch, and made us enter the isolation area without any protective measures, not to mention that you hurt us. Boy, even if you saved them, do you think this matter will just let it go?"

Before Chu Yu could speak, Yanshe stood up and said, "How about I kill this guy? He talks too much nonsense."

Chu Yu was held back by Yanshe, and instead of looking at Qiu Zhonglei, he looked at Meng Yong.

He didn't care what Qiu Zhonglei thought, he just wanted to know what Meng Yong thought about this matter.

Although the methods used by him and Yanshe were a bit rough, they both shed so much blood to save a group of elderly strangers. If Meng Yong still sticks to the rules and regulations, then there is really no need for him to stay in this public affairs safety supervisory position.

Meng Yong said in a clear voice with a calm expression on his face, "Once the person is saved, everything will be fine. Don't worry, Xiao Chu. If Supervisor Bai wants to punish you, I will stop him. I understand the principle of taking emergency measures."

Chu Yu felt warm in his heart, but he was also very clear that although Meng Yong looked like a blind bear, when he saw Bai Yue, he was like a mouse seeing a cat. He had to stop him, but what could he stop? Could he take two beatings for himself?

Sun Minhui also shouted, "Chu Yu, you did the right thing. The process is not important, what is important is the result."