Chapter 6 — 118,800 Yuan Meal: 10 People Ran, I Called the Police

I took my phone out of my pocket, opened the photo album, and each screenshot appeared clearly.

“This is the group chat, please watch.”

The police received the phone call and glanced through a few photos. The content couldn't have been clearer. I asked: “Confirm AA?” Truong Vy replied: "Of course." Liu Qian: “Definitely AA.” Vuong Dao, Tran Vu Dong, and Trieu Tieu Manh all replied: "No problem." Everything is as promised.

“And this is after they left, I asked to transfer money but everyone read it but did not respond.”

The police nodded and continued to look at a few more photos.

“You said there was a recording?”

I opened the recording file, pressed the play button, the voice in the private room rang out clearly, down to every word.

“Sisters, please confirm again, this is AA.”

“Of course.”

“Definitely AA.”

"No problem."

Every sentence, every word, without missing a beat. Then the recording continued, Truong Vy's voice rang out very clearly.

“In a moment, everyone will look at my face and do what they do.”

Luu Thien's voice was a bit worried.

"Is it okay? Thien Thien doesn't look easy to beat."

Truong Vy smirked.

"Don't be afraid, he has money, he won't compare."

Vuong Dao interjected.

“That's right, with such a high income, how about a meal?”

Trieu Tieu Manh hesitated.

“Or still go to AA… that's not very good…”

Truong Vy immediately interrupted.

"Are you stupid? A meal costs more than 10,000 yuan, can you afford it?"

Recording ended. The whole room was silent for a few seconds. This time, the two policemen did not laugh anymore. Their eyes have completely changed.

“When did you record this recording?”

“From the moment I asked AA before the meal started, then when I went to the bathroom, I heard them discussing how to run away, which was also recorded.”

The police returned the phone to me, his voice carrying a rare certainty.

“Your evidence… is very complete.”

“I knew they would run, so I prepared in advance.”

A policeman looked at me with both surprise and admiration.

“Knowing they're going to run away, you still go out to eat?”

“I want to see if they really do it, I keep thinking… maybe they won't.”

I smiled slightly, but the smile was very cold.

“But I was wrong, they really ran away, not even one person stayed.”

The police nodded, turned over the bill again, then asked again.

“This account, can you confirm that you will not pay?”

"I won't pay a penny. As AA said, everyone pays their own share. They have money to eat king crab and drink nearly 10,000 yuan a bottle of wine, but they don't have money to pay? I don't believe it."

The police officer looked at me, then looked at the phone screen, his eyes becoming increasingly gloomy.

“How long have you known these people?”

“Truong Vy eight years, Luu Thien six years, the others about three to four years.”

“Eight years… is not short.”

“Yes, but after eight years of knowing each other, just one meal is enough to clearly see what kind of person they are.”

The police did not say anything more. The other person took notes and raised his head to ask me.

"Can you confirm that you will not negotiate privately? If they agree to pay, we can assist in negotiating first."

I looked straight at him, my voice determined.

“No reconciliation?”

I spoke slowly, each word like a nail.

"When they ran away, no one thought of me. When they said they would transfer money, no one had any intention of actually transferring it. When they walked out of this room, no one turned around to look at me. Now I know I'm scared, I know I need to pay? It's late. Already."

The two policemen were silent for two seconds. Then, someone said something that made my heart clench slightly.

“This case... may constitute acts of deception, which is enough to qualify for a criminal case.”

I looked at him, my heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat.

“Can a case be filed?”

"Yes, for the purpose of appropriating property, using the form of AA to make her pay in full, there is evidence that they discussed it in advance, the amount of more than 110,000 yuan, which is enough to meet the standards for criminal prosecution."

He stopped for a moment, looking at me very carefully.

“You definitely won't reconcile, right?”

I looked straight into his eyes. Don't shy away, don't hesitate.

“Sure.”

“Okay, so we'll start contacting them.”

The policeman took out his phone and, according to the list I provided, called each person in turn. First call. Call Truong Vy.