Chapter 4 — Grandma Reincarnated

“Stop talking.” I hugged her, resting my chin on the top of her head. "The dream is the opposite. What happened in the past life will not happen again." Tham Nam cried in my arms for a while, then slowly calmed down. She suddenly raised her head to look at me. "Previous life?" I froze, not explaining. "Nothing, go to sleep." She didn't ask anymore. There are things that cannot be explained clearly, and do not need to be explained. As long as everyone is still here, it's fine. At midnight, the police called. The search warrant was approved, and the entire chat history was found on Trieu Man's phone. It was with an organization abroad, going back and forth for three months. The other party requested "a healthy baby boy, delivered in three days, price four hundred thousand". Trieu Man replied: "Looking for an opportunity, grandma looks very tight." During that time, she passed back and forth in front of my hospital room door at least seven or eight times. Every time they laugh and say, "The baby is so cute", "Mrs. Tran has worked hard". Then he turned around and typed on the phone: "I still need a little more time, she's on guard." The last message was after she took the baby away. "The goods have been taken out, waiting for my signal." Before the signal could be sent, I broke the ventilation duct door. When Trieu Man was taken away from the nurse's station, she did not struggle. Neat white blouse, unruly hair. Passing by me, she suddenly stopped. "Mrs. Tran." I held a glass of water and looked at her. She slowly turned her head, the expression on her face changed. "I covered that ventilation door with soundproof cotton, adjusted the air conditioner, chose the right camera space to block the snow noise." "Every step I took was calculated." Her voice began to tremble. "How the hell did you find it?" She stared at me, the things in her eyes had changed. The gentleness is no longer there, the light is no longer there, only hatred and panic remain. "Based on what did you find?" "I have been planning for half a month." "Based on what!" The hallway was quiet. She took a step forward, handcuffs jingling together. "How do you know?" I held the glass of water and looked at her. "The fifth floor is hotter than the third floor." She was stunned. "What?" "You adjusted the cooling amount of the fifth floor." I said. "My son works in real estate, I saw the drawing of this building's air conditioning system. The amount of wind is smaller, the temperature is higher, showing that the air vents are blocked." She stared at me, her lips began to tremble. "Just because of the temperature difference?" "Just because of the temperature difference." She suddenly burst out laughing. Very sharp, shrill. "I calculated everything." "Camera, door lock, soundproofing cotton, I even calculated when you would fall asleep." "I calculated for half a month." "The result you told me, was because of the damn air conditioner?" Her voice got higher and higher, the handcuffs shook wildly. The police next to me came to pull her, she suddenly broke free. "I almost succeeded!" "Just a little more!" "Your niece has been in my hands for three hours, I could almost move out!" She glared at me, her chest heaving violently. "Just a little more..." I looked at her. Her shoulders suddenly slumped. Tears began to fall. "Mrs. Tran." Her voice changed and softened. "I didn't mean to." "I was just excited." She stepped forward and was pulled back by the police. "My son is sick and needs a lot of money." "I'm at my wit's end..." "I don't want to hurt your niece." "I just want to make some money..." She cried so much that her whole body was shaking, completely different from her previous appearance. "Please..." "Please don't sue me." no..." "Can I kneel before you..." Her knees buckled, being held by the police. "I'm begging you, Mrs. Tran, my child is still young, I can't go to jail..." She cried out of breath. "I was just confused..." Everyone in the hallway was looking at her. Medium nurse

Then she spoke to help her gasp, frozen in place. "Sister Trieu..." "What are you talking about?" Trieu Man didn't turn around, still crying. "Please, Mrs. Tran..." I held the glass of water, looked at her. "When you stuffed my niece into the ventilation duct." "Did you ever think she was only three days old?" Her crying stopped. "Did you ever think she would lack oxygen?" She didn't answer. "Did you?" thought if I was ten minutes late.” “Will the baby stop breathing?” She squatted down, hugging her knees and crying. The handcuffs were tightened on my wrists, leaving red marks. "I didn't think so much..." "I just want to make some money..." Officer Tran walked over and blocked in front of me. "Mrs. Tran, leave the rest to us." I nodded. Trieu Man was escorted out. She was still crying, but no one was looking anymore. Some people bowed their heads, some turned around and left. The person filming the video silently turned off the phone. I held a glass of water and stood there. To be honest, I was also extremely scared. If I don't pay attention to the heat. If I had never seen the drawing. If I hesitate ten minutes before that lock. My niece will be no more. This life of Tham Nam also ended. In the end, my son in his previous life died on the street, and I had to go through it one more time. I carried the glass of water back to the hospital room.