Chapter 4 — Conspiracy Before Admission Day

That same day, the traffic police sealed the related evidence. I was also invited to join the accident handling team to coordinate additional explanations. Members of the Wei family, representatives of the recruitment agency and lawyers were all present. The first item extracted was the camera in my residential garage. In the image, at five thirty-one in the afternoon, I went down to the basement and returned to the car. At five forty-two minutes, the residential area manager brought someone to install the car lock. After that, until the accident happened, the car still did not leave the parking spot. The camera at the parking entrance also showed that no one was approaching my car. The second category is information box system data transmitted remotely by the car dealer. That night, the car wouldn't start. No ignition. Don't move. No collision warning is issued. The third category is the history of automatic road toll collection and parking payments. That day, my car did not have any history of driving on any highway, urban ring road or commercial parking lot. The expression on the face of the police officer handling the accident became increasingly serious. Ha Minh Xuyen still refused to let go of his doubts. "These things can only prove that the car is not the car in Tham Nam Chi's basement. But it cannot be ruled out that someone is using a car of the same type with a fake license plate." Phuong Tinh Hoa coldly said: "Finally, you admit the possibility of using a fake license plate." Ha Minh Xuyen's throat moved. Tham Nhuoc Duong quickly bowed his head and wiped away his tears. "We just hope not to miss any possibilities." Phuong Tinh Hoa paid no attention to her. "Extract the original image at the checkpoint." Very quickly, the original high-definition images from the three security checkpoints before and after the Western Ring Road were extracted. After zooming in, the differences appear clearly. The front wheel rim of the car that caused the accident was an improved black five-spoke type. My car has original silver multi-spoke rims. The right front fog light of the car that caused the accident had a crack. My car doesn't have it. The sticker on the rear window of the car that caused the accident was off to the left. My patch is in the middle, slightly to the right. Most importantly, in the lower right corner of the front windshield of the car that caused the accident, the edge of the registration stamp revealed a small piece of sticker printed with the old frame number. It doesn't match my chassis number at all. Wei Tranh immediately sat down on the chair. He covered his face, his shoulders shaking violently. "So who is the person who stabbed and killed my father?" Phuong Tinh Hoa said: "Continue to investigate." 6 The report on the examination of traces at the crime scene was quickly published. The white car paint taken from the deceased's clothes did not match the paint sample kept from my car. The tire pattern corresponding to the brake marks on the road is also not the type of tire installed on my car. Traffic police continued to extract cameras at checkpoints along the route before and after the accident. After crashing, the car that caused the accident did not go onto the main road but turned into an old car repair neighborhood in the south of the city. Cameras in that place are very complicated, many cameras are installed by the stores themselves, not connected to the traffic police system. If it weren't for Phuong Tinh Hoa's reminder to check in advance the blind spot where the fleeing car was likely to disappear, this clue would most likely have been obscured by public opinion. On the morning of the third day, police found a breakthrough at a car repair shop named Ham Dat. The camera recorded that at two minutes past eight o'clock on the evening of the accident, a white SUV with a broken front bumper drove into the workshop's backyard. The license plate was covered by a rag.

But the black five-spoke front wheel rim completely matches the photo at the checkpoint. At twenty-seven minutes past eight, the factory owner led two workers to begin removing the front bumper. After nine hours, someone painted a part of the car's body. The police investigated and found out that the owner of this factory was named Luong Kien Quan. He is Tham Nhuoc Duong's biological uncle. In the meeting room, Tham Nhuoc Duong's face immediately turned pale. "I don't know, I really don't know what my uncle did." Ha Minh Xuyen looked at her and said nothing. When he was brought in, Luong Kien Quan was still stubborn. "That car just came for normal repairs, not related to the accident." The police placed the car paint inspection results, camera photos and tire marks in front of him. The sweat on his forehead grew more and more. "The car is not mine, someone else sent it to fix it." "Who?" Luong Kien Quan's eyes were chaotic. "A friend." Phuong Tinh Hoa said: "Don't rush. Check the money flow and contact history." The police extracted Luong Kien Quan's phone data. The night of the accident, at seven thirty-two, he received a text message. "The car is coming, take off the front license plate, don't let the camera record clearly." The sender's name was saved as: Duong Duong. Tham Nhuoc Duong suddenly stood up. "It's not me! My phone was lost!" The police officer looked at her.