Chapter 18 — Breaker Reveals the Truth

The assistant lawyer immediately used another phone to record the call. Duong Nhan said each word: "You're still pregnant." “You should understand clearly how a mother feels when her child is taken away from her.” On the other end of the line, a suppressed argument suddenly rang out. It sounded like someone was struggling with the phone. Immediately afterwards, Thieu Canh Xuyen's voice rang out. “Duong Nhan, are you scared now?” Duong Nhan's eyes instantly turned cold as ice. “Where did you take Trinh Trinh?” Thieu Canh Xuyen laughed. “He is my son.” “I took him out, is there a problem?” I gritted my teeth and scolded: "The boy was wearing slippers and was taken away from the emergency staircase." “Is this what you call going out?” Thieu Canh Xuyen's voice suddenly became low and gloomy. “Duong Tue, don't force me.” “Withdraw all the files in your hands.” “Don't pursue the insurance company anymore.” “And also in the basement, so Duong Nhan admits she knows everything.” “As long as you obediently listen, I will return the boy tonight.” Duong Nhan closed his eyes, tears falling from his eyelashes. But when she opened her eyes, her whole body became strangely calm. “I want to hear Trinh Trinh talk.” Thieu Canh Xuyen replied: "You are not qualified to set conditions." Duong Nhan said: "If I don't hear the boy's voice, I will consider you kidnapping him." “I will hand this call over to the police.” Thieu Canh Xuyen was silent for a few seconds. Then, on the phone, Trinh Trinh's sobs rang out. “Mom.” Duong Nhan almost collapsed. “Trinh Trinh, where are you?” Trinh Trinh sobbed and said: "I don't know." “Dad told me to take you to see the little fish.” “But it's dark in here.” Small fish. I suddenly remembered that Thieu Canh Xuyen had previously mentioned the artificial aquarium project. Located right next to the suburban water reservoir. He took Trinh Trinh there once. When he returned, Trinh Trinh had nightmares for several days, saying the water was too deep. The phone was suddenly snatched back. Thieu Canh Xuyen said coldly: "I heard it." “It is still safe and sound.” “Before 11 o'clock tonight, I must see you withdraw the file.” “If not, you guys go find it yourself.” The call was disconnected. Duong Nhan stood rooted to the spot, seemingly drained of all his strength. But the next second, she suddenly raised her head. “Report the police.” “Request to check location.” The paralegal sent the recording to the police. I stared at the words "little fish" on the phone, then immediately showed it to my uncle. The uncle's face turned pale. “On the outskirts there is a fish viewing pier.” “There's no one there at night.” As soon as the words ended, the long-haired woman sent a message. There is only one photo. In the photo, Trinh Trinh is sitting in the back seat of the car, still wearing blue slippers. Outside the window, there is dark water. 18 The police advised us not to run there on our own. But after seeing the photo, Duong Nhan couldn't sit still. She clung tightly to the car door, her voice hoarse, unlike herself. “That's my son.” “I can't sit and wait here.” The assistant lawyer stopped her. "Miss Duong, the police are looking up the license plate and phone signal." “If you go there, you might provoke him.” Duong Nhan's eyes turned red, she said: "He's crazy." “He even bought insurance.” “He also wanted me to admit that the incident in the basement was with my consent.” “If I don't go, what should Trinh Trinh do?” I held her hand tightly. “Sister, let's go.” “But we have to follow the police.” The uncle immediately contacted someone familiar with the road. The director of the management board also helped extract street surveillance cameras outside the residential area. Thieu Canh Xuyen's license plate was quickly targeted. He had indeed gone towards the suburbs. The long-haired woman sent another text message. “He told me to coax the child into the car.” “I didn't know he was going to the water's edge.” “Now he won't let me get out of the car.” “I sent everyone the location.” Attached to the message is a location string. I gave the phone to the police. Duong Nhan looked at that string of addresses, biting his bloody lip.

“Why did she help us?” I said: “She's scared too.” “Shao Canh Xuyen is no longer simply asking for money.” On the way to the suburbs, no one in the car spoke. Only the police radio continuously confirmed the location. Duong Nhan sat next to me, clutching Trinh Trinh's small jacket. That coat was quickly grabbed by my uncle from the sofa. She kept clutching the cuff of her shirt, as if as long as she didn't let go, the child would still be held in her arms. The insurance company's note kept flashing in my head. “Accidents will occur in the near future.” “Compensation records.” “Artificial aquarium.” "Slippers." Each word was like cold nails piercing straight into my heart. Half an hour later, we parked the car about a kilometer from the fish viewing pier. The road ahead is narrow, car lights are easy to detect. The police asked us to stay in the car. Duong Nhan refused. “He wanted to hear what I had to say,” she said.