Chapter 3 — Class Leader Sa Net Phap

"There are people who just don't want to see others living well. Vuong Ban spent money to invite everyone to dinner, and now you turn to bite them back?" I looked at the debate on the screen, not intervening. Then Vuong Bin stood up again. "Okay, okay, Truong Loi, if you see me having a problem, just go and report it to the police. Don't make insinuations in the group. I'm not shy. That's right, everyone, don't panic. I've already invited a lawyer. If you have any problem, just let the lawyer handle it." As soon as this sentence came out, those who defended him in the group became even more enthusiastic. "See? They've directly invited a lawyer, how dare someone with a seizure disorder dare to do that." right?” “Exactly.” Trieu Thien was also in the group and didn't say anything. At this time, she sent a message: "Vuong Bin, how many glasses of wine did you pour for me last night? Each glass you brought to me, the third glass you even said 'I specially mixed this glass for you'. Tell me, what did you mix for me?" The group was silent for about ten seconds. Vuong Bin then responded with a voice message. I clicked to listen. "Trieu Thien, don't talk nonsense. You yourself drink too much and are not healthy, so you blame me? I was kind enough to organize a class reunion, and now you turn around and throw dirty water at me? You're divorced and your days are not pleasant, I understand, but don't use me as a place to vent your anger, okay?" Trieu Thien didn't text back anymore. But a few seconds later, Ha Tu sent a message: "I also don't think it's right. The taste of that glass of wine is truly different, sweeter than the others. Vuong Ban understands in his heart." Immediately followed by Ly Man: "Me too." Vuong Ban threw a message straight out: "You three women are in collusion, right? Okay, go report to the police, I'll wait. I'll send the lawyer's phone number to the group, if you want to sue, sue. Is it worth doing something to you, someone with an annual income of millions of yuan? You don't even bother to look in the mirror ——" This sentence was revoked before being typed. But someone saved the screenshot. I locked the phone screen and called the action team. "Have you checked Vuong Bin's location yet?" "Looked it up, high-speed train station, just bought a ticket to Shenzhen, the bus is at 4:15." I looked at the time, 3:40. "It's still in time. Notify the high-speed train station police station, coordinate to block the road. I'll go there immediately."——【Chapter 2】 The people at the high-speed train station are not considered crowded. On Sunday afternoon, the flow of business travelers was not yet peak time, and in the passenger hall there were few passengers carrying luggage looking for tickets. I arrived at three fifty-two. The head of the station on duty at the high-speed train station's police station, whose last name was Phuong, a man in his forties with a short, heavy build, was waiting for me at the station entrance. "Captain Chu, who is still in the waiting room, our civilian clothes have followed closely. Waiting area number 3, fourth row next to the window." "Good, don't alert him, wait for me to go over there." I changed into a plain clothes jacket, took off my business card, and blended into the line of people waiting for the train. Waiting area number 3, fourth row next to the window. Vuong Ban is sitting there. Haven't seen him in fifteen years, he's gained quite a bit of weight, his hair hasn't fallen out much yet, he's wearing a casual navy blue suit, highly polished leather shoes, and an LV travel bag next to him. He is calling. I went to sit two rows behind him. I couldn't hear what he said clearly, but I could see his expression - frowning, lips pursed, occasionally touching the back of his neck. Impatient. But don't panic. He felt he could still escape. I took out my phone and texted Ly Chi a message: "Arrived, target in sight, wait until ticket check to take action." Ly Chi responded immediately: "Obviously, my chain of evidence has been processed, the bartender's testimony plus the cash flow statement."

enough to make a case.” At five minutes past four, the loudspeaker rang out. "Dear guests, train G1023 going north to Shenzhen is about to start ticket checking..." Vuong Bin stood up. He picked up the LV travel bag, smoothed the hem of his vest, and walked towards the ticket gate. I followed him about ten meters behind, and at the same time signaled Station Chief Phuong. Vuong Ban scanned his citizen ID card through the control gate. I'm in no hurry. After passing through the gate, he walked toward the station platform about twenty meters, his body clearly relaxed a bit - his shoulders sagged, his steps slowed down. Feeling safe now. I sped up my steps, moving from his side to his front. Then stopped, turned around, facing him directly. "Vuong Ban." His steps stopped. When he looked up and saw me, he was first stunned. Then a flash of recognition flashed through his eyes, followed by confusion, and then —— Fear. In just two short seconds, the expression on his face changed three times. "Chu... Chu Vien?" "Long time no see." I said. He instinctively took a half step back, his eyes began to turn to the sides. On both sides of the aisles, Chief Phuong's men were sealed. Wearing plain clothes, but the posture is very clear. Vuong Ban's throat rolled up and down. "You... why are you here?" I did not answer this question. Just took out my business card, flipped it open, and held it up in front of him.