Chapter 5 — Eight Unworthy Lives

His eyes were filled with blood-red killing intent, he gritted his teeth and uttered three words: "Lam, Kieu, Kieu!" As soon as he finished speaking, he strode kicked open the door of the surveillance room, without turning around, rushed out. I was nailed to the spot by his back. I was stunned for two seconds before I followed. At the end of the hallway, Lam Kieu Kieu, dragging her suitcase with her disheveled hair, rushed around the corner. Her face was as white as paper, like a bird afraid of a bent branch. She rolled and crawled, crashed through the side door, and was about to run out... Behind her, her brother's angry voice rang out like thunder: "Bitch, stop for me!" 8The brother quickly caught up, grabbed Lam Kieu Kieu's arm and then aggressively threw her back into the middle of the living room. The suitcase opened with a "bang" and clothes rolled all over the ground. Before Lam Kieu Kieu could react, he was stunned by the throw. She raised her hands and tried to get up, but what caught her eyes were three faces that were both strange and familiar. She had never seen her parents and brother like this. Mother's fingernails dug deep into her palms, her eye sockets were bloodshot: "You killed our Nguyet Nguyet seven times, seven times! This fire almost took her life!" The older brother squatted down, staring at Lam Kieu Kieu. His eyes were as cold as ice: "You packed your things and planned to run away, because you knew what you did could no longer be hidden, right?" Lam Kieu Kieu's pupils suddenly contracted. The blood on her face drained away little by little. At first she thought it was just the fire that was revealed. But now, she suddenly realized. It's not just fires. She remembered everything, they also knew everything! A "bee" sounded in her head, but the voice in her heart grew louder and louder. "What is my fault?" She muttered. It's just that in her first life, a little girl passing by gave her an ice cream. So she followed all the way, lying on her stomach outside the door to peek at the happy life of this family. She just wants a family. She just wants to be pampered, loved and held in the palm of her hand by others. Wouldn't she be better as a daughter than their original daughter? She knows how to be a babe, knows how to bring emotional value, knows how to make everyone happy. Doesn't everyone really like her? Based on what? Based on what, now everything becomes her fault? Shouldn't the person who took everything from her die? Based on what! What did she do wrong?! “It's all Lam Nguyet Nguyet's fault!” She suddenly raised her head, screamed and rushed towards me. Almost at the same time, a crisp "chunk" sound rang out. Mom slapped her hard in the face. The force was so strong that her whole body fell out. Her mother's voice trembled soundlessly, tears hitting the ground: "What else do you want to do to my daughter?! You have to pay for your life! I want you to pay for your life!" Lam Kieu Kieu covered her face and sat on the ground, seemingly suddenly regaining consciousness, finally panicking. She raised her head, tears immediately flowed out: "Dad, mom, dad, I was wrong! I really know I was wrong! Can you two forgive me?" Mom's eyes were bloodshot, muttering to herself: "You killed her seven times... seven times!!!" Lam Kieu Kieu was completely panicked, turned her head and grabbed her brother's trouser leg: "Brother! You love me the most! Have you forgotten how you protected me before? Brother once saved me, brother!” The brother squatted down and looked straight into her eyes. Those eyes were once filled with indulgence and indulgence. But now there was only coldness and hatred that was almost overflowing. "Should I save you?" His voice was so low that it sounded like it was being forced through his teeth: "The person I should save from

It's never been you before." He stood up, grabbed the fruit knife on the tea table, the tip of the knife pointed straight at her. Lam Kieu Kieu screamed, repeatedly retreated, her whole body convulsed into a ball, screaming loudly: "What good is it?" Is it worth it? Is it worth it?!” “It was worth it in the first place! Damn it!!!" His brother's eyes were bloodshot, he raised his knife and stabbed down aggressively. At that moment, I pushed the door open: "Wait." Everyone's movements stopped. I stood at the door, my face pale, gently shaking my head. My brother's hand holding the knife stiffened in mid-air. He looked at me with red eyes: "Nguyet Nguyet..." I didn't look at him, just took out my phone to call the police. police. “Hello, I want to report a crime. In the case of arson at the Lam family's villa, the suspect is Lam Kieu Kieu. There is enough evidence, please send someone immediately." After hanging up, I walked to the console and typed a few times on the keyboard. The cruel images of past lives were immediately erased after one key press. Only the video from the day of the fire remained, when Lam Kieu Kieu turned on the lighter and looked at the camera with a cold smile. "Miss..." Lam Kieu Kieu sat limply on the ground, her face drained of blood. The police arrived very quickly. The moment the handcuffs were locked on her wrists, she finally regained her composure and began to struggle frantically.