The police station was brightly lit in the early hours of the morning.

Officer Wang glanced at the composed Song Jingmo and Lu Er, and then thought of Liu Jiang next door, who was still yelling for his father to come and save him. He felt a mix of emotions.

He actually wanted to take this opportunity to teach Liu Jiang, this lawless spoiled brat, a lesson.

This kid has caused a lot of trouble in the past, but every time it ends up being forgotten because of his father.

This time, the other party is a top-tier celebrity with enormous public influence. If the matter is handled impartially, it will definitely teach them a profound lesson.

Officer Wang was preparing to process Liu Jiang's detention formalities according to procedure when the office door was pushed open.

The bureau chief glanced at Song Jingmo and Lu Er sitting outside, then lowered his voice and pulled Officer Wang aside.

"Mayor Liu just called personally. Go and talk to Mr. Lu to see if you can settle this privately. As for Liu Jiang, release him immediately."

Officer Wang's heart sank, and he looked troubled. "Chief, this might be a bit difficult. The other party's attitude is very firm, and it is indeed Liu Jiang and his group who are causing trouble."

"It has to be done, no matter how difficult it is." The bureau chief's tone was unquestionable. "That's the mayor, what do you expect me to do? Go and communicate with him."

Helpless, Officer Wang had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk up to Lu Er and Song Jingmo: "Mr. Lu, Mr. Song, look at this matter, it's just a misunderstanding."

"Young Master Liu had a few drinks and impulsively did something wrong. His father, Mayor Liu, also takes this matter very seriously and feels deeply apologetic."

"Could you two please be lenient and settle this privately with compensation? After all, this matter has blown up, and it's really not good for Mr. Lu's reputation."

When Lu Er heard the words "settle it at a loss," he scoffed, "Officer Wang, do you think we're short of that little bit of compensation?"

"Which of these charges—'picking quarrels and provoking trouble' or 'intending to coerce'—isn't enough to get someone locked up for a few days? If he gets away with it just because he's the mayor's son, what's the point of having laws?"

He stood up and said, "This matter must be handled according to legal procedures. Otherwise, I don't mind exposing tonight's events in their entirety."

Once exposed, everyone will be put on the hot seat.

With a bitter face, Officer Wang reported Lu Er's attitude to the bureau chief verbatim.

Upon hearing this, the bureau chief personally came out: "Mr. Lu, I've long admired your name. I am the bureau chief of the branch office, and my surname is Zhao."

"Mayor Liu has also stated that he will definitely discipline you strictly. After all, you are a public figure, and if this matter escalates, it won't be good for you. Why bother?"

Lu Er was so angry she laughed: "So you're saying that if I get hit and humiliated, I have to worry about how it will affect my image and learn to swallow my anger?"

"Even someone as influential as me struggles to seek legal recourse. What about ordinary people who are bullied? Don't they even have the right to speak up?"

Director Zhao's smile faded: "If Mr. Lu insists on not settling, then according to procedure, we can only ask you to cooperate with the investigation for a longer period of time."

Song Jingmo, who had been sitting quietly in the chair, raised his wrist and glanced at his watch.

His tone was flat and emotionless: "Director Zhao, I'll give you ten more minutes."

"If you cannot handle this according to the law within ten minutes, I will have to contact someone who can handle it."

Director Zhao was taken aback; this was the first time he had encountered such a tough opponent.

She was a little nervous, but she tried to remain calm and gestured to Officer Wang to go and communicate with him again.

Song Jingmo took out his phone and dialed a number.

A strong, resonant voice came from the other end of the phone: "Mo Mo? What's wrong, my dear grandson? Calling your grandfather in the middle of the night, what happened?"

Song Jingmo said succinctly, "Grandpa, it's nothing serious. We just ran into a little trouble while having hot pot with Er'er in K City."

Then, in a few words, he recounted what had happened.

Upon hearing this, the person on the other end of the phone immediately flew into a rage: "Outrageous! How dare a mere mayor allow his son to be so lawless? This is outrageous!"

"Grandpa, hurry up. Er'er has filming tomorrow, she needs to go home and rest early."

"Mo Mo, don't worry, Grandpa will call right away."

After he finished speaking, before the phone was hung up, you could still vaguely hear the old man calling for the chief of staff in a strong voice.

The interrogation room was deathly silent.

The director and Officer Wang's faces turned deathly pale instantly.

Although they didn't know the exact identity of the person on the other end of the phone, the title "Chief of Staff"...

In the middle of the night, someone can just casually call the chief of staff...

With this background, Mayor Liu probably wouldn't even be considered a nobody.

Officer Wang received a signal and tried several times to get closer to Song Jingmo, but was forced back by the other party's cold gaze.

Within five minutes, Director Zhao's phone rang.

After hearing just a few words, his face went from deathly pale to ashen, and he repeatedly replied, "Yes, yes, I understand. Don't worry, leader, I will definitely handle this seriously."

After hanging up the phone, Director Zhao yelled at Officer Wang, "Quickly, bring Liu Jiang here to me. Also, call Mayor Liu and tell him to come over immediately."

Seeing the chief's dismayed expression, Officer Wang didn't dare ask any more questions and quickly did as he was told.

A short while later, Liu Jiang, his face bruised and swollen, was brought over. Mayor Liu also rushed over, clearly aware of the seriousness of the situation, his face ashen.

Upon entering the mediation room, Mayor Liu didn't even glance at his good-for-nothing son.

Approaching Song Jingmo and Lu Er, he adopted an extremely humble posture: "Mr. Song, Mr. Lu, I am truly sorry. It is my fault for failing to raise my son properly, which has offended you both."

He grabbed Liu Jiang, who was still in a daze, and shouted sternly, "You unfilial son, quickly apologize to Mr. Song and Mr. Lu!"

Liu Jiang was taken aback by his father's attitude and reluctantly mumbled, "I...I'm sorry."

Mayor Liu then turned to Song Jingmo, his tone almost pleading: "Mr. Song, could you please be lenient in this matter? I promise I will discipline him strictly when I get back."

All eyes were on Song Jingmo.

Song Jingmo looked at Lu Er beside him and asked gently, "Er'er, what do you want to do?"

A simple question, yet it gave Lu Er all the power of decision and respect.

Looking at the father and son before him, Lu Er felt no sympathy, only a heavy sorrow: "Handle them according to the law."

Mayor Liu's face flushed red and then turned pale. At this point, there was no room for maneuver.

Officer Wang escorted Song Jingmo and Lu Er out of the police station.

Reaching a secluded spot near the door, he looked at the two men and said, "Mr. Lu, Mr. Song, thank you so much for tonight."

He sighed and said, "If it weren't for the strict order from the higher-ups, Liu Jiang's case would probably have ended up being dropped again."

Looking at this policeman who still had a sense of justice, Lu Er felt a little less annoyed.

Back in the car, Lu Er looked at Song Jingmo with sparkling eyes, filled with pride: "Dr. Song, Grandpa is so amazing, just who is he?"

Song Jingmo's profile appeared exceptionally deep in the night, and his tone was filled with doting affection: "He's just an ordinary retired old man."

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