Chapter 4 — Breaker Reveals the Truth

But Phuong Boi Tran's face immediately stiffened. I glanced at her. She finally knew that saying "let's eat first" last night hurt more than just me. The uncle stood up. “Stop arguing.” “Let's go to that building together.” “Canh Xuyen, if you are clean, then open the door in front of everyone.” Thieu Canh Xuyen gritted his teeth and said: "This is my personal matter." His face darkened. "You dumped the electricity bill on Tue Tue's head, scared your wife into something like this, and you still call it a private matter?" "Today is my party, I'm not afraid of losing face." "The person who truly loses face is not the one who wants to ask questions, but the one who does something dishonest." This statement was like a slap straight to Thieu Canh Xuyen's face. The fire in his eyes seemed to explode, but he couldn't get angry with his superiors. I ordered a large car. Duong Nhan hugged Trinh Trinh and sat next to me. She didn't say a word the whole way. Trinh Trinh stuffed his small hand into his sister's palm and asked softly: "Mom, are we still going home?" Duong Nhan's throat slid up and down. “Let's go home.” “But this time I will take you home.” Hearing those words, my nose stung. The light at the entrance to basement B2 is pure white. The director of management, the housekeeper, the electrician and two security guards were all present. There were also three strange men squatting to one side. On the ground is a toolbox. Inside were crowbars, electric drills and a new lock core. As soon as Thieu Canh Xuyen got out of the car, he immediately rushed over. “Who let you keep people here?” The director of the management board held up the registration form. “It's not about keeping people, it's about inviting them to wait for the head of the household to come.” “They don't have legal documents and can't get in.” When the three men saw Thieu Canh Xuyen, their faces also changed. One of them wearing a hat lowered his voice and said: "Mr. Thieu, didn't you say you had already taken care of the arrangements?" Thieu Canh Xuyen glared at him fiercely. “Shut up.” I raised my phone lens. “Are you here to change the locks, or are you here to move things?” The guy in the hat immediately turned away. “It has nothing to do with me.” The management butler pointed towards the end of the hallway. “Miss Duong, your storage room is over there.” At the end of the hallway is an iron door. On the door is the number 1202. Next to it, there is also a black password lock temporarily installed. Duong Nhan looked at that lock and was stunned for a long time. “I've never seen this lock before.” The director of management nodded. “This lock was just installed earlier this month.” “Mr. Thieu told me.” Duong Nhan closed his eyes. "I do not know." Thieu Canh Xuyen angrily pulled his collar. “What if I install the lock?” “There are all valuable goods inside, can't it be anti-theft?” I asked: "Whose goods are they?" “The customer's,” he said. I asked: “Which customer?” He said: "You have no control." I laughed. “Then let the management open the door and see what the valuable goods are.” Thieu Canh Xuyen immediately blocked the iron door. “Who dares to move?” Duong Nhan stepped in front of him. She was much shorter than him, but she didn't shy away from that moment. “I dare.” “My name is also here.” “This house also has half of me.” "You let me have to pay high electricity prices for the past two months, let my sister get scolded, let my son be afraid of your anger every day." “Today I had to know what was inside.” Thieu Canh Xuyen stared at her. “Duong Nhan, don't regret it.” Duong Nhan's tears fell. “The thing I regret most is that I listened to you for everything over the years.” The director of the management board told the electrician to check the lock. The electrician squatted down and looked for a few seconds. “This lock can be turned off for emergency latching, but requires the homeowner's signature.” Duong Nhan picked up the pen. Thieu Canh Xuyen suddenly rushed forward to steal the registration paper. I had prepared in advance and immediately hid the paper behind my back. Two guards clamped down on him from left and right sides. He struggled until his face turned red. “Duong Nhan!” “You open this door, we're done!” Duong Nhan's pen stopped for a beat. After that, she carefully wrote her signature with each stroke. Click. The emergency latch of the encryption lock opens. From slit

Iron door, a hot wind rushed out. Along with that wind, a sweet and sour smell arose. 06 Everyone took a step back. The electrician used a flashlight to look inside. There are no lights in the room. Seven waist-high machines lined up against the wall. Each one is connected to large black wires, and the case is dense with heat sink holes. After disconnecting the power, the fan stopped spinning, but the machine was still emitting hot air. The ground was filled with boxes of tightly wrapped plastic bags. There are also a few white foam boxes. Duong Nhan covered his nose, his voice trembled. “What is this?” Thieu Canh Xuyen was tightly pressed by security, his face turned gray. He was still speechless. “Just normal equipment.” “Used for business.” The director of the management board frowned and took a half step closer. “Do normal devices need to be connected to so many separate sockets?” “And also fishing the line from the family's electricity meter?”