Chapter 9 — Husband's Death Certificate

"Do not touch." I held the microphone and looked at Hua Niem. "Isn't the tree afraid of dying?" Her whole body trembled and she suddenly turned to Tham's mother. "Auntie, Captain Tham just felt sorry for me. He only comforted me. He didn't betray his sister-in-law." Tham's mother opened her mouth, unable to utter a word. Tham Dao shouted: "How could my brother say such words? Lam Thinh must have faked it!" I asked: "You just said the original file is damaged, only the cut version remains?" Tham Dao was stunned. “Where does this passage come from?” The technician suddenly spoke up. "It's a backup copy. Every time the propaganda device uploads data, the system will automatically save a copy. I didn't know there was still this inside." Trieu Minh Vien's face turned pale. “Who gave you permission to speak up?” The technician bowed his head, not daring to cough. Co Thua An took out his industry card. “This computer and hard drive, the Investigation Team will take away.” Trieu Minh Vien's voice was extremely tough. “Team leader Co, you don't have this authority.” “Then I'll ask your permission now.” Co Thua An looked towards me. “Lam Thinh, as a litigant, you must also cooperate with the investigation.” Hua Niem suddenly pointed at me and shouted. "She also has problems! Captain Tham has long wanted to divorce her, but she has been clinging to her and not letting go. She is doing these things now, just for revenge!" I looked at her. “Tam Nghien wants a divorce?” "Correct!" Hua Niem is like holding a lifeline. "He said it himself. He said you were very controlling, said staying at home was like being in prison. He said he wanted to divorce you, and start over with me." I asked: "Where is the divorce agreement?" She was speechless. I continued to ask: "Where is the chat history?" She gritted her teeth: "He was afraid I would find out so he deleted it." “Where is the transfer history?” “What transfer?” “That's two million yuan.” Hua Niem shouted: "I won't take it!" Co Thua An looked at her. “I haven't asked you about those two million yuan yet.” Hua Niem's voice broke. I returned the microphone to the host. “Team leader Co, can we investigate now?” Co Thua An looked at me, for the first time without using judgmental eyes. "Alright." Tham's mother suddenly rushed up from the stage and grabbed my shirt. "Lam Thinh, you already had the evidence, why didn't you take it out sooner? You just want to see us lose face, right?" I bowed my head to look at her. “I took it out early, can you believe it?” She cried and shook her head. “You ruined my son.” “The one who destroys him is himself.” Tham's mother raised her hand to hit me. This time, Co Thua An grabbed her wrist. “Aunt Tham, that's enough.” Tham's mother cried and fell to the ground. When Hua Niem was led down the stage, she was still screaming. "I didn't take the money! Captain Tham hasn't died yet! I didn't hurt him!" The last sentence made the entire hall fall silent once again. Co Thua An turned his head around. “What did you say?” Hua Niem covered her mouth. I looked at her. She finally said the most inappropriate thing to say. “Captain Tham is not dead yet.” I asked her every word. “Where is he?” Hua Niem was taken to the squad's interrogation room. I sat in the observation room next door, looking at her through the one-way glass. She had changed into a gray coat, her hair was loose, and her whole body no longer looked as pitiful and fragile as it did at the press conference. Co Thua An sat opposite her, pushing the tape recorder to the middle of the table. "Hua Niem, in the press conference you said Tham Nghien is not dead yet. Please explain." Hua Niem lowered her head. “At that time, I was too pressured, so I spoke nonsense.” “Ridiculous talk?” “I'm so scared.” Co Thua An flipped open the file. "The day before the fire, she received two million yuan. On the day of the fire, she violated the rules and climbed into the car. After the accident, she sent a parcel to Lam Thinh, then went into Lam Thinh's house with members of the Tham family to take away the parcel. At the press conference, she admitted that Tham Nghien had not died. Which story is nonsense?" Hua Niem burst into tears. "The money is not mine, Captain Tham asked me to keep it for him." "Why?" “He wants to leave a way out for you and your uncle.” "He's about to die. If you want to leave a way out for your parents, why don't you follow the instructions?"

official custom?” Hua Niem raised her head. “Because Lam Thinh will rob.” I sat behind the glass, heard my name, even my eyebrows didn't move. Co Thua An asked: "Who sent the parcel?" "Not me." "Who told you the spare key to Tham Nghien's house?" She bowed her head again. “I forgot.” Co Thua An pushed a photo in front of her. “This is a surveillance camera at the express delivery point. The sender wore a mask, but her clothes, bag, shoes, were all identical to the outfit she wore that day." Hua Niem glanced at it and immediately said: "This cannot be proven to be me." Co Thua An put down a printed form again. “The handwriting on the delivery ticket completely matches the handwritten editing traces on your propaganda draft.” Hua Niem gritted her teeth. “Writing can also be imitated.” “So what about condoms?u?” She slammed on the table. “Co Thua An, you insult me!”