Chapter 7 — At Cu Meet Sai Lang

Upon seeing him, Luc Ve Dan immediately stood up. "Director, there's no need to talk about our village's matters here, right?" Director Phung ignored him and directly handed the bag of documents to the police. "This is a copy of the residential land registration document submitted by the Luc family." "I asked the village accountant to check it again." "The page has Tham Tri Y's signature, the batch of papers is not the same as the previous page or the next page." "The serial number is also not the same." match." "More importantly, the person who submitted the application's name is Luc Ve Dan." Luc Ve Dan's face twitched. "What does that prove?" Director Phung looked at him coldly. "Prove that you better stop taking other people as idiots." The police officer took the documents. "We will file this part separately." Luc Ve Dan was finally confused. "I'm just afraid of the cumbersome procedures." "The family member signed one word, Why are you so serious?" I took a step forward in front of him. "A family member?" "When I was eating white porridge and pickled vegetables, you said I was a member of the Luc family." "When the red book recorded my name, I wasn't." "When the residential land needed to be registered for capital contribution, I was a family member." "Luc Ve Dan, your standard for 'family member' is to calculate whether your family is short of money or not?" The surrounding was eerily quiet. Luc Ve Dan's old face turned red. Ma Cai Anh wanted to kiss, but did not dare to speak. At this moment, the door to the interrogation room inside opened. Luc Thua Khang was led out. His eye circles were dark, his whole body no longer had the arrogance of yesterday. But when he saw me, his eyes still sparkled with hatred. "Sister-in-law, are you determined to force me to death?" I looked at him. "When you kicked my father, did you call me sister-in-law?" He gritted his teeth. "I only kicked him three times." "Isn't he still alive?" As soon as he finished speaking, Luc Thua An suddenly raised his head. Ma Cai Ying's face also changed. The pen in the policeman's hand stopped on the page. Trinh Nghien slowly looked at Luc Thua Khang. I took out my phone and pressed save recording. Only then did Luc Thua Khang react, his face turned pale and he blinked.09 Luc Thua Khang's words "Isn't he still alive?", became a rock that the Luc family could not shake off. The police immediately took him back to the interrogation room to repeat his testimony. Ma Cai Anh cried and chased after two steps, but was blocked outside the door. She sat down on the chair, patted her chest and complained. "What the hell am I doing!" No one answered her. Luc Ve Dan also had nothing to say. He leaned against the wall, his eyes glanced at me and then at Director Phung. But Director Phung didn't even glance at him. Luc Thua An walked in front of me. His voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible. "Tri Y, I apologize on behalf of Thua Khang." I looked at him. "I'm not him." His face turned gray. "Then tell him to apologize." I said. "Apology is not a ticket you offer in exchange for leniency." "It's not even a rope to force my parents to bow." Luc Thua An's lips moved. "That's not what you meant."I heard the sentence. This is so boring. Trinh Nghien looked at his watch. "The hospital still has a follow-up appointment." "Let's go first." I nodded. Before leaving the police station, the police reminded me: "If the other person continues to harass you recently, report to the police immediately." "Absolutely no one-on-one meetings." I said yes. Back at the hospital, my father was receiving intravenous fluids. My mother sat next to him peeling apples for him, peeling the rough edges. When I was young, my mother was very skillful. Now it's due to being provoked. I narrated the situation at the police station. After listening, my father closed his eyes for a long time without saying a word. After a while, he spoke. “They still don't recognize me

wrong." I sat on the edge of the bed. "So it can't be forgiven easily." My father nodded. "Listen to you." At noon, Trinh Nghien brought new news. "The preliminary diagnosis of Luc Thua Khang's injuries has leaned towards intentional injury." "The final results still have to wait for the assessment center to provide." "As for the signature documents, the village is ready to issue a certificate of the situation." "But there is one more thing." I raised my head. "The matter What?" Trinh Nghien put a copy of the bank statement on the table. "Three years after getting married, the amount of money I transferred to Luc Thua An, except for the mortgage payment, also had twenty-six thousand (more than 900 million VND) flowing into Luc Ve Dan's personal account." My fingers clenched tightly. "Twenty-six thousand?" My mother stood up. "Where did you get twenty-six thousand?" Trinh Nghien looked at me. "Do you remember what he mentioned? Is there any loan for you?" I thought about it, my spine went cold. "He said his father had a stomach ache and needed money for medical examination." "Said his mother had fallen and needed to buy drugs." "Said Thua Khang went to apply for a job and needed to pay for it." "Each time it wasn't much." "Three thousand, five thousand, ten thousand." "He said to advance first, pay me at the end of the year." My mother was so angry that she was shaking. "They see me as a bag of money!" Trinh Nghien took out a piece of paper again.