Chapter 18 — Divorce After Bill

Zhou Thua Ze's lawyer said no more. But Luong My Quyen still refused to give up. "What about ten weeks?" "Ten weeks is also my son!" I looked at her. "Where was Chu Thua Trach ten weeks ago, don't you know?" Lawyer Han opened a file. "Ten weeks ago, Chu Thua Trach was hospitalized for seven days for acute appendicitis." "The records of hospitalization, surgery and anesthesia are all still there." "The person who signed the medical care at that time was you. Promise.” The mediation room was silent again. Diep Giai Ninh looked at Chu Thua Trach's lawyer, his eyes completely panicked. Luong My Quyen was about to open her mouth. The judge said in a cold voice: "Enough." "The court made a decision on the spot to unblock Tri Hanh Technology's basic account." "The related fake documents will be turned over to the police." I looked at lawyer Lieu. "For me, I will convey the message to Chu Thua Trach." "He wants to take my company." "First learn not to use fake goods." At this moment, my phone rang. It's a police officer at the station. "Miss Hua, there's a new witness in the accident eight years ago." "The truck driver's daughter has come." "She brought an old memory card." "She said the person who actually sent her father on his way was a woman." 18 When I arrived at the police station, it was almost midnight. The truck driver's daughter sat in the reception room. Her name is Tan Tieu Hoa. Over twenty years old, clutching a transparent bag in her hand. Inside the bag is an old memory card. Seeing me, she immediately stood up. "Miss Hua." "Sorry." I looked at her. "You don't need to apologize for your father." Her eyes turned red. "My father doesn't drive when tired." "My mother always won't let me talk." "No one would believe even if you say it." "It could still hurt us." The police told her to sit down. "You just speak slowly." Tan Tieu Hoa put the memory card on. table. "This is a backup copy of the dash cam on my father's truck." "After the accident, before the car was towed away, my mother secretly took it down." "She didn't dare hand it over." "Because the day after the accident, someone transferred 500,000 yuan to my family." I asked: "Who?" She shook her head. “The account is from a ghost company.” “But the person who sent the money left a phone number.” “My mother saved the recording.” The police quickly read the data on the memory card. The image is a bit shaky. The time was eight years ago. The truck driver sat in the cab, constantly calling. On the phone, a woman lowered her voice. "You take the eastern ring road at the time I said." "Don't brake too early at the intersection." "Just scare them a little." The driver's voice hesitated. "Sister, what if something happens?" The woman said: "It won't happen." "They're not going fast." "You just need to force them to stop." "Someone will handle the matter after that." My hand gradually tightened. I've been listening to this voice for five years. Luong My Quyen. Image continues. The driver drove onto the eastern ring road. The rain is getting heavier and heavier. He wanted to slow down several times. The phone rang again. The woman's voice became shrill. "Don't stop!" "You must get the Hua family's documents tonight!" "If you screw up, you won't get a penny!" The truck driver cursed. The next second, my parents' car appeared at the intersection. The truck rushed forward. The image vibrates violently. The sound of collision rang out. Then came the sound of the driver's rapid breathing. He hasn't died yet. At least it wasn't dead yet. The lens tilts to the outside of the window. A black car stopped. Luong Vinh Tai held an umbrella and walked down. Behind him there was a woman. Woman holding black umbrella. The face is obscured. But she spoke up. "Quickly take it." "What about the driver?" Luong Vinh Tai said: "Still breathing." The woman coldly said: "Never mind." "Get the bag." Tan Tieu Hoa covered her mouth and burst into tears. The police officer's face turned pale. I stared at the screen. Woman

That doesn't reveal the entire face. But on her wrist there was a gold bracelet. Dragon and phoenix pattern. I've seen it. Celebrating twenty-five years of marriage, Luong My Quyen wears it every day to show off. The video ends. The reception room was so quiet that only the sound of Tan Tieu Hoa's crying could be heard. The police immediately stood up. "Please order to escort Luong My Quyen." "Inform the criminal team." Lawyer Han looked at me. "General Manager Hua, this is no longer a civil dispute." "It's a restart of an old case." I nodded. I don't cry. Tears have long been ineffective. I want them to return every single item. When it was about dawn, Luong My Quyen was brought in. She was still wearing last night's wrinkled clothes. Seeing me, she scolded me first. "Hua Tri Y, what else do you want?" The police opened the video for her to see. At first, she remained speechless. "It's not me." "It's just the same voice." When the video showed the golden bracelet, she suddenly fell silent. The police showed her a picture of her wrist. The gold bracelet is identical. Purchase history. Provided by Chu Chan Hai. The purchase time was two months before the accident eight years ago. Luong My Quyen's face gradually fell. "I don't want to kill people." "I just want to scare them." "The driver crashed into himself." I looked at her.