Chapter 29

Cheng Dao, already in a frenzied state, wielded the engineering shovel in his hand with great vigor, making it impossible for Lin Dongfan and the others to get close.

It was already past 1 a. m.

In this gloomy graveyard, if you set up a camera nearby, this exciting scene would definitely be a supernatural ethical blockbuster titled "Filial Son Guarding the Tomb".

Jian Sining questioned Cheng Dao: "If you have nothing to hide, why are you nervous?"

"What am I nervous about? It's you guys who have no scruples—don't come over!!!" Cheng Dao, one hand pulling out his phone from his pocket, the other gripping the engineering shovel, pointed at Tang Xia, who was trying to get close for a sneak attack.

Tang Xia was forced to stay back, helplessly glancing at Lin Dongfan.

Lin Dongfan took a puff of his cigarette.

Calmly, they advised Cheng Dao: "Bureau Chief Cheng, if putting up a desperate resistance were useful, what would we need the Anti-Corruption Bureau for? I advise you to act with dignity—don't force us to resort to coercive measures."

"Don't threaten me here! You're digging up people's ancestral graves—do you even have any justification?!"

Outnumbered, Cheng Dao without hesitation called Uncle Qi, summoning reinforcements in front of Lin Dongfan and the others.

The other party was a sixty-something-year-old old man named Cheng Yaosong.

Woken by a phone call in the middle of the night, Cheng Yaosong, full of resentment, rubbed his eyes and complained: "Who is this, calling in the middle of the night..."

He picked up the phone and saw it was a call from bureau chief level; Cheng Yaosong immediately perked up.

"Daozi, what do you want calling me so late?"

"Uncle Qi, someone just dug up my mother's grave, and now they want to dig up my father's! Please bring some people over—I'm waiting for you on Cemetery Hill."

"Who the hell is this? Asking for death!"

"They're trying to get me—hurry up and call people over."

After saying that, Cheng Dao hung up the phone, determined tonight to fight Lin Dongfan and the others to the bitter end; such tenacious resistance spirit, it's a shame he wasn't born in the Anti-Japanese War era.

Lin Dongfan tossed the cigarette butt to the ground and stomped on it hard.

When he lifted his head to look at Cheng Dao, his gaze turned much colder: "Do you even know what you're doing?"

"I'm defending the honor of the Cheng family!"

Cheng Dao answered righteously, still holding that engineering shovel, on high alert! Guarding against Lin Dongfan and the others approaching.

"You're resisting inspection!!!"

Lin Dongfan let out an angry roar, his voice deafening.

Cheng Dao, without showing weakness, retorted: "To cooperate with your investigation, I had to watch you dig up my mother's grave! Now you want to dig up my father's! How am I supposed to cooperate with you? Are you really going to let you trample the honor of eighteen generations of my Cheng ancestors underfoot?! Let you do as you please?!"

"Are you determined today not to let Dao through?"

"Unless I die!"

"Take him down!"

At Lin Dongfan's command, Tang Xia and Zhang Xiaoguang immediately attacked from left and right.

Cheng Dao swung the engineering shovel wildly left and right, but in the end two fists couldn't match four hands. After barely blocking Zhang Xiaoguang's shovel attack, he was then tackled to the ground by Tang Xia lunging from the other side.

"Don't move!"

The slightly built Tang Xia struggled to keep Cheng Dao pinned down.

Zhang Xiaoguang rushed over again, directly pulling the belt from Cheng Dao's waist and using it to bind his hands behind his back.

"You're kidnapping!"

Cheng Dao's roar truly echoed across the entire burial hill, but it couldn't shake Lin Dongfan.

Lin Dongfan ordered Jian Sining: "Watch him!" Then he turned and swung the engineering shovel, beginning to dig up Cheng Dao's father's grave, with Tang Xia and Zhang Xiaoguang joining the work crew.

They hadn't dug for even a few minutes.

From not far away came an angry shout: "What are you doing? Stop!" Dozens of flashlight beams shone simultaneously on Lin Dongfan and the others' faces.

Cheng Yaosong, Cheng Dao's paternal uncle, the seventh brother among his siblings.

Don't let his sixty-something years fool him—his voice is still loud, his prestige in the village is high, having served three consecutive terms as village head, and now he is the clan chief of the Cheng family.

In the middle of the night, a summons brought more than twenty clansmen up the mountain with him.

They showed a strong spirit of united hatred against a common enemy.

As soon as this group arrived, they seized the digging tools of Lin Dongfan, Tang Xia, and Zhang Xiaoguang, and surrounded the three of them.

Seeing the situation deteriorate, there was a possibility of escalating into violent conflict.

Jian Sining hurriedly stepped aside to dial 110.

Calling for rescue.

A big, rough-faced man shoved Lin Dongfan with a palm: "You're pretty tough, daring to dig up our Cheng family's ancestral graves!"

He then shoved him again with another palm.

Lin Dongfan was shoved back two steps, then on the spot flashed his work ID: "You're obstructing official duties!"

"What bullshit official duties! You're digging up people's ancestral graves—do you even have any justification?!" The rough-faced man stepped forward and shoved Lin Dongfan with another palm.

If they really came to blows, Lin Dongfan was confident he could knock this guy out within ten seconds.

But the organization wouldn't allow him to act so brutally.

This could only be endured.

Cheng Yaosong stepped forward to warn Lin Dongfan and the others: "I don't care what you're doing, running out here in the middle of the night to dig up our Cheng family's ancestral graves is simply immoral! Get lost now! Don't force us to use force."

"Whether it's immoral isn't up to you to decide!" Tang Xia, unable to hold back any longer: "Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you outnumber us—this is a society ruled by law!"

"Which law allows you to dig up your family's ancestral graves?" Cheng Yaosong, voice and expression fierce: "Today, whoever dares to break ground on the head of Tai Sui, I'll break his hand!"

This is literally a scholar meeting a soldier—no amount of right or wrong can be made clear.

Lin Dongfan couldn't be bothered to argue with these people, and simply turned his gaze to Cheng Dao. Cheng Dao's hands had already been freed by the villagers, and he had returned to the villagers' ranks.

"Bureau Chief Cheng, are you really determined tonight to resist inspection?!" Lin Dongfan asked coldly.

Cheng Dao struck a pose of righteous indignation: "I've been cooperating with you all along! The reason things have turned out this way is because you have no scruples!"

Just then.

Jian Sining walked over and leaned close to Lin Dongfan's ear, whispering, "The police will be here soon." This counts as good news.

Lin Dongfan scanned the Cheng clan members present, then again laid his gaze on Cheng Dao.

He endured anger to advise: "Cheng Bureau Chief, the things in the grave, you no longer have a chance to move them; what's the point of blocking like this? Police are already on the way, why implicate your Cheng clan relatives?"

"Then let the police station uphold justice." Cheng Dao had a cold face.

"Fine, just as you say."

Good advice can't persuade a damned wretch; Lin Dongfan also couldn't be bothered to advise further.

Both sides just stalemated like that.

They stalemated until around 6 a. m., the sky already faintly light; finally two police officers arrived at the scene, the leader called Zhang Yong, the other called Wang Feng.

Lin Dongfan thought this time he could finally clear the obstacles.

Unexpectedly, after Zhang Yong understood the situation, he spoke up to advise: "Captain Lin, I fully understand your work pressure is high. But digging up someone's ancestral grave without evidence really doesn't make sense. Let's drop this, don't harm harmony, go home early to rest."

Upon hearing this, Lin Dongfan instantly flew into a rage.

Last night Jian Sining reported the police around 2 a. m., you delayed four hours, only showing up when it got light! Slow response aside, you're still muddying the waters!

Damn it!

No wonder Cheng Dao, this filial son and virtuous grandson, dares to say let the police station uphold justice; turns out this is a story of snakes and rats in the same hole?

Really asking for a beating!

Lin Dongfan on the spot pulled out his phone, retrieved the phone number of his father-in-law Chu Jinsong.

Then he displayed Chu Jinsong's title in front of Zhang Yong: "Does it take Chu Secretary personally giving you a lecture on ideological guidance for you to know how to enforce the law? I give you a chance to choose."

"???"

Zhang Yong rolled his eyes slightly, in his heart ten thousand mothers' curses in contempt; "I'm just a lowly little officer, you just throw down a standing committee member to pressure me, so unmartial, really not afraid of heavenly thunder strike?"