Chapter 9 — After Doctor Diep Disappeared

When she reached the door step, she stopped for a moment, her voice not looking back: "Co Han Chau, please remember every word you said today."

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Chapter 6 Diep Nam Sanh turned around, walked towards the tea table in the corner of the living room, and picked up the fruit knife on it. Tham Moc Ngung's face suddenly turned pale. Diep Nam Sanh tightly grasped the handle of the knife and walked around the tea table, step by step towards Tham Moc Ngung, his steps were very slow.

“Kneel down.”

Tham Moc Ngung cowered and retreated back to the sofa, her voice trembling: "What are you going to do, sister-in-law? Please... don't get excited."

“Diep Nam Sanh!” Co Han Chau's voice boomed from behind. He strode forward, reaching out to grab the knife in her hand.

Diep Nam Sanh leaned forward to avoid it, the tip of the knife was still pointed straight at Tham Moc Ngung without moving: "Make her kneel down, bow her head and apologize to my mother." Co Han Chau's face turned pale: "Put down the knife and say something slowly." Diep Nam Sanh's eyes never left Tham Moc Ngung: "I checked the camera in front of the Co family's gate, she was the one who led my mother to the basement." Panic flashed across Tham Moc Ngung's face in an instant.

“It was she who opened that dark closet for my mother to see, it was she who arrogantly told my mother word by word how you locked me up, how you tamed me.”

Co Han Chau was stunned for a second. Diep Nam Sanh turned to look at him, his voice dry and cracked: "My mother was so angry that she had a stroke. She even deliberately delayed half an hour before calling for an ambulance." Tham Moc Ngung shook her head vigorously: "I didn't! She suddenly collapsed, I was so scared..."

“Shut up.” Diep Nam Sanh's voice suddenly shrilled, the tip of the knife stabbed an inch forward.

Co Tu Mac was startled awake, burst into tears, hugged Tham Moc Ngung's waist tightly and snuggled behind her. Tham Moc Ngung immediately hugged the child, cried and screamed: "Han Chau, look at her quickly, she is crazy, she wants to kill me and my child!" Co Han Chau's hand tightly grabbed Diep Nam Sanh's wrist. The force of his hand was so great that her wrist was bent at an angle. But she still didn't let go. Co Han Chau had one free hand and used his bead to push hard on her shoulder. He cannot control his force. Diep Nam Sanh's whole body was thrown backwards, his belt hit the corner of the tea table, causing the table to slide half a meter. Her body bounced and fell to the ground, her right palm facing down first. The glass surface of the tea table in the collision shattered into three pieces, the largest piece standing upright on the floor. And Diep Nam Sanh's right palm pressed precisely on that piece of broken glass. The sharp tip of the glass pierced her palm, her fingers instinctively curled up, causing the glass shard to sink even deeper. Bright red blood poured out from his palm, running down his fingers, dripping onto the light gray wooden floor. Tham Moc Ngung walked around from behind the sofa. On her feet she wore slippers with very soft soles. She walked next to Diep Nam Sanh, her lips pursed. Then, she uttered a sentence: "Don't move, sister-in-law, let me help you take out the piece of glass." She squatted down, but the squatting direction was wrong. Her knees did not bend, but her feet lifted. The slipper flew out in mid-air, revealing a bare foot. That heel accurately stepped on the back of Diep Nam Sanh's right hand. Diep Nam Sanh's entire arm jerked up, his eyes locked firmly on Tham Moc Ngung's face. Her foot clenched fiercely again. Co Han Chau was standing two steps away. He saw blood on the floor, saw the unusual angle of the broken right hand of Diep Nam Sanh, and saw Tham Moc Ngung's foot stepping on it.