Chapter 22 — After the Fire Ends, I Return

“She approached me… as an arrangement?”

Luc's mother cried: "He just said nonsense, it was probably to lighten the crime so he bit." Khuong Van whispered to me: "This knife stabs really well, it hits right where it needs to be stabbed." Luc Canh Xuyen turned and walked away. Luc's mother chased after her: "Canh Xuyen, where are you going?"

“Go see Lam Vi.”

I originally didn't want to manage this matter. But as soon as Tham Duat's car stopped in front of the door, he lowered the window.

"Trieu Minh has just added a testimony, in Lam Vi's hand she may keep a recording of the Luc family that year. If Luc Canh Xuyen goes to meet her, something will happen."

I immediately grabbed my coat. Khuong Van followed closely: "I knew right away, today's melon hasn't been eaten yet." * In the meeting room of the detention center, through the glass, I saw Lam Vi. She didn't wear makeup, her whole body looked haggard. Luc Canh Xuyen sat opposite, his finger pressed the radio button.

“You approached me, was it arranged by your family?”

Lam Vi looked up at him and smiled faintly: "You didn't ask until now, it's late." Luc Canh Xuyen's voice trembled: "Did I not treat you well?"

"That's good. You took Hua Duong's wedding hall for me, took her wedding dress for me, and put the grace of saving her life on me. Canh Xuyen, you treated me so well, so good that I almost thought I had really won."

Luc Canh Xuyen's face was extremely ugly: "You lied to me."

“You're just lying to yourself.”

She looked at me and smiled through the glass: "Hua Duong, are you satisfied? Now he knows, the youth he loved for so many years was just a rope from the Lam family thrown to the Luc family." I picked up the microphone next to me: "Where is the recording?" Lam Vi's smile disappeared: "Please beg me." Luc Canh Xuyen roared low: "Lin Vi!" She stared at me: "You kneel down and beg me, I will tell you." Khuong Van next to her rolled up her sleeves: "She's in there and I still want to slap her." I looked at Lam Vi: "It's okay if you don't say anything. The Lam family will talk." Lam Vi's expression changed: "What do you mean?" Tham Duat stood behind me, holding the microphone: "The driver of the Lam family has been found. He said that bucket of stuff, your father himself put it in the trunk of the car." Lam Vi's composure broke: "No way."

“He also said that after the fire, your father forced him to leave that night and even gave him a sum of money.”

Lam Vi clutched the microphone: "Where is he?" Tham Duat said coldly: "In a safe place." Lam Vi suddenly looked at Luc Canh Xuyen: "Canh Xuyen, save me. As long as you save me, I will give you the recording. It contains the phone call between your father and my father, and the last words of the dead man of the Tham family." The back of Tham Duat's hand was covered with blue veins. I pressed his wrist tightly. Luc Canh Xuyen asked: "Where did you hide the recording?" Lam Vi smiled: "You have to promise to save me first." Luc Canh Xuyen looked at her for a long time: "I won't save you." Lam Vi was stunned: "What did you say?"

“I came here, just wanted to hear you admit it personally.”

Lam Vi began to scream: "Luc Canh Xuyen, what right do you have to hate me? Obviously you also enjoyed the fact that I stole Hua Duong's things. Van Lan Hall was given to you, the wedding dress was borrowed by you, Hua Duong's self-pity was tolerated by you. Now you close it." Why pretend to be a victim? Luc Canh Xuyen's face was cut without a drop of blood. This time, he couldn't refute. Lam Vi laughed like crazy: "Hua Duong, don't think you've won. I hid the recording in a place that you will never expect. Without it, brother Tham Duat will forever die without knowing anything." She suddenly hung up the phone and was led away. Luc Canh Xuyen sat numbly on the chair, not moving. I stood up and prepared to leave. He suddenly spoke: