Chapter 11 — Don't Open The Door At 2 A.M

Officer Tran immediately said: "Don't talk to her." But Duong Ly still stared at me and wouldn't let go. "Before, you always said I was messy, said I didn't clean up." Her voice was hoarse, carrying a strange sense of pride. "But where is your notebook, what note is the computer password on, what pocket is the spare access card in, I all know." I stood up. "So you're always acting?" She tilted her head. "Don't you also look down on me a lot?" I looked at her. "I despise the idea of you exchanging other people's safety for money." Her expression changed. Ha Xuyen in the interrogation room next door suddenly kicked the door, making a bang. Someone shouted at him to sit down. When Duong Ly heard that sound, his eyes flashed with panic. Officer Tran took her home. As she passed me, she lowered her voice. "Don't be happy too soon, there are people behind Ha Xuyen." I looked at police officer Tran. Obviously he heard it too, his face darkened. At 10:40 p.m., the technician transmitted the preliminary results. The encrypted file is not fully opened, but the external folder is restored. Inside there are more than ten subfolders. Names are address, documents, video, contact, company, mother respectively. When I saw the last two words, blood immediately rushed straight to my head. "Are they investigating my mother?" Officer Tran said: "Don't rush." My voice trembled. "You're somewhere else, you don't know anything." At that moment, my mother's phone rang. Her name appeared on the screen. My fingers stiffened. As soon as I picked up the phone, before I could open my mouth, I heard her urgent voice. "Ninh Ninh, just now a man sent a photo to mom, saying something happened to me, telling her to transfer fifty thousand yuan immediately." My eyes went dark. On the other end of the line, my mother cried and asked, "Where are you? Have you been captured?" I held the phone, I almost didn't finish the first sentence. "Mom, I'm okay, I'm at the police station." The other side was silent for a second, then cried even more urgently. "Why am I at the police station?" "Someone used my photo to trick you." "He said I was locked up, and even sent a photo of me sitting there with my head down." A chill ran down my spine. That photo was probably taken in the hotel lobby. At that time, I thought I was surrounded by people, at least I was safe. But the lens was somewhere I couldn't see, aimed straight at me. Officer Tran raised his hand to signal me to turn on the speakerphone. I followed. "Hello, I'm a police officer at the local police station. Your daughter is safe now. Please don't transfer money for now." My mother on the other side took a breath. "Comrade police, is she really okay?" "It's okay, she's right next to us." Police officer Tran's voice was very steady. "Please take a screenshot of all the photos, accounts and chat history the other person sent, don't delete, don't reply, and don't transfer money." My mother continued. can say. She called me again. "Ninh Ninh, please say something." My nose was stinging. "Mom, I'm really okay, don't be afraid." She cried and scolded me. "Such a big thing happened and you still hid it from me." I opened my mouth, but couldn't say an explanation. I thought not saying anything was to protect her. But the other party had already reached out to her. Before hanging up the phone, my mother kept asking me over and over again where I was and if I needed her to buy a ticket to come. I said no need. But Officer Tran looked at me and continued. "Miss, if it's convenient, don't stay at home alone tonight. Go to a relative's house first, or ask an acquaintance to stay with you." My mother immediately agreed. After hanging up the phone, my palms were sweaty. Officer Cao gave me a tissue. "Wipe it first." I whispered a thank you. Officer Tran told the technician to look up the phone number

that blackmail. The results came quickly. "Virtual number, transferred to three levels." Police Officer Cao said: "What about the account to receive money?" "It's not the owner's real name, it's an empty shell account that was bought." I listened to them talk, my mother's question still echoing in my head asking if I had been captured. Officer Tran sat down opposite me. "Now I can confirm that Duong Ly and Ha Xuyen did not do something wrong on a whim. Someone provided them with accounts, equipment, and how to process photos." I asked: "Does that person also know what's in my house?" Officer Tran was silent for a moment. "It's possible." I remembered the words Duong Ly leaned close to me and said before getting in the car. There is one more thing in your house that you put in with your own hands. I say this one more time. Officer Cao frowned. "You put it in yourself?" "At that time, it wasn't like she was arbitrarily threatening me." Officer Tran asked: "In the past three months, have you bought anything with a camera, recording, or internet connection?" I thought for a moment. "Router, robot vacuum cleaner, smart speaker." "You bought them all yourself?" "Not smart speakers." My voice stopped. "Gifted by Duong Ly." Officer Cao immediately raised his head. "When?" "It's my birthday." That day I came home from work, and there was a gift box on the table. Duong Ly said she hunted for a promotion and bought one extra, which she often gave to me.