Chapter 22 — From a 16 Million Yuan Villa to a Secret Buried for Ten Years

“Do you still have equipment with you?”

I don't shy away. I looked straight at Tong Thua Trach.

“What are you afraid of?”

Tong Thua Trach reached out and tried to search my body. At that moment, a deep noise suddenly rang out downstairs. Immediately afterward, the sound of footsteps rushed up from the stairs behind. Han Chi Thanh's face immediately changed. Tong Thua Trach also suddenly turned around. I raised my hand and held Tong Thua Trach's wrist tightly, twisting it hard. Tong Thua Trach was in so much pain that he growled softly. The yellow paper file bag fell to the ground. I bent down to pick it up. But Han Chi Thanh is faster than me. He grabbed his file bag, turned around and rushed towards the window. Outside the window, I don't know when there was a black off-road vehicle parked. Below the outside wall of the second floor, a temporary iron ladder was also erected. Han Chi Thanh turned his head to look at me.

“That year your father lost because he believed too much in the rules.”

“You too.”

Having finished speaking, he climbed through the window and jumped onto the iron ladder. At the same time that Captain Vuong's men broke through the door and rushed in, Tong Thua Trach suddenly got up from the ground, grabbed a steel bar, and swung it straight at my back. The moment the steel bar fell, I leaned forward to avoid it. The blow hit the cement floor, sending gray dust flying up. Tong Thua Trach's eyes were bloodshot and scary. He seemed to have completely lost his reason, swinging the steel bar to strike a second time. Captain Vuong rushed forward and kicked him straight in the hollow of his knee. Tong Thua Trach knelt to the ground. The steel bar in his hand was held tightly by the security guard. He was still struggling.

“Let me go!”

“Duong Vy, you forced me!”

I stood still and looked at him coldly.

“From the moment you brought people into my house, every word you said was like a farce.”

Captain Vuong sent someone to control Tong Thua Trach, then immediately sent two people to chase after Han Chi Thanh. Downstairs, the sound of a car engine starting was heard. I went to the window. The black off-road vehicle rushed out of the wasteland, its rear kicking up a patch of mud and water. Captain Vuong scolded in a low voice.

“He left a way out.”

I stared at the license plate. The license plate was obscured by mud and could not be seen completely. But in the lower right corner of the rear glass there is a circular logo stuck on it. I took a photo and sent it to Ha Tri Chu.

“Investigate this car.”

Ha Tri Chu quickly responded. Tong Thua Trach was pressed against the ground, his face pressed against the gray dust, but he still stared at me.

“Do you think capturing me will help?”

“Han Chi Thanh will not be caught by you.”

“The person behind him is not someone you can touch.”

I walked in front of him and squatted down.

“To this day, you still threaten me on his behalf.”

“When he ran away, he didn't even look at me one more time.”

Tong Thua Trach's face stiffened. I keep saying:

“Tham Man was left in the apartment.”

“Your mother was left at the police station.”

“Now it's your turn to be left here.”

“You people from the Song family really come from the same lineage.”

Tong Thua Ze gritted his teeth.

“You shut up.”

I reached out to pick up a piece of paper that fell on the ground. Recently, during the struggle, a corner of the paper file bag was torn. Inside fell two sheets of paper. One sheet is a copy of the driver's travel schedule. The other sheet is the first page of my father's notebook. I carefully folded the two pieces of paper and handed them to the team Chief Vuong.

"Seal."

Captain Vuong nodded. Investigators also arrived outside the old estate. When Tong Thua Trach was escorted downstairs, the fierce expression on his face finally cracked. Maybe now he truly understands. This time it is no longer a family conflict. It's not that husband and wife quarrel. It's not a small matter, just need him to bow his head and say a few words to get over it. Cemetery. Nam Giang old land. Everywhere he leaves his fingerprints. I didn't say another word to him. I stood downstairs, watching the investigators seal off the scene. In the distance, wild grass was blown down by the wind. The unfinished buildings look like a row of silent tombstones. That year my father must have also been to this place. Perhaps he stood on this wasteland, looking at the batch of materials being swapped, looking at the receipt being changed, looking at someone wanting to pour that black pot on his head. Then he chose to investigate further. So he lost his life. I withdrew my gaze. I won't back down. Even if the person in front is tougher than Han Zhicheng, I will still tear it apart layer by layer. Ha Tri Chu's phone call came. His voice was faster than before.

“The memory card has been partially read out.”

I immediately asked:

“Transfer records, some audio recordings, and a backup of vehicle trip data.”

Ha Tri Chu stopped for a moment.

“In a recording there are the voices of Han Chi Thanh and Tong Kien Minh.”

My breathing tightened slightly.

"Content."

Ha Tri Chu says:

“Han Chi Thanh asked Tong Kien Minh to stabilize your father.”

"Talk about swapping materials must absolutely not be revealed."

“Tong Kien Minh asked, what if the Tang family refuses to shut up?”

“Han Chi Thanh replied, on the road, unexpected things can always happen.”

My finger holding the phone slowly tightened. On the road, unexpected things can always happen. It turned out that my parents' car accident had already been framed like that in some people's mouths. Ha Tri Chu's voice lowered.

“Also, your mother also appeared in the recording.”

“She asked Tong Kien Minh why he harmed the Tang family.”

“Tong Kien Minh said he only accepts money for work.”

I closed my eyes.