Chapter 11 — I'm the One You Can't Reach

His voice was hoarse. Each word was broken, mixed with sobs.

"There's nothing left..."

"It's all I have left..."

Right at that moment. A pair of leather shoes stepped on his wrist. The force is not strong. But enough for him to let go. Hoac Yen Than holds a black umbrella. I don't know when I was standing behind me. He bowed. Put your vest on my shoulders. Then turn around. Bend down and look at Pho Dinh Xuyen lying on the ground.

"Pho Dinh Xuyen."

His voice was very light.

"Recognize your identity."

He squatted down. Look straight at Pho Dinh Xuyen.

"I secretly loved her..."

"Ten years."

Pho Dinh Xuyen's pupils constricted violently.

"Since she was eighteen years old, she went abroad..."

"Until today."

Hoac Yen Than stood up. Give the umbrella to the bodyguard next to you. Then he wrapped his arms around my shoulders.

"What the hell are you..."

"But is it worth touching her?"

Pho Dinh Xuyen lies in a puddle of water. Mud and rainwater covered his body. The eyes just stared... At the vest hanging on my shoulders. Look at Hoac Yen Than's hand on my shoulder. Looking at the backs of the two of us walking side by side. His mouth opened wide. Let out a heart-wrenching scream. No words. No sound. Just like a stray dog... His spine was crushed. I never turned around. Hoac Yen Than's hand on my shoulder tightened slightly.

"Are you cold?"

"Not cold."

He bowed his head and looked at me. I just quietly looked at the lights in the villa area ahead. It's getting heavier day by day. The screams behind... Gradually were drowned out by the sound of rain. The bodyguard opened the car door for me. Before stepping inside. I took one last look at him in the rearview mirror. Pho Dinh Xuyen... Still lying motionless in the middle of the rain. The wheelchair flipped to one side. Even the cow... He had no strength left. No one... Came to help him. The car rolled slowly. City Detention Center. Visiting room. Four cold gray and white walls. In the middle is a thick layer of glass separating. Lam Dao sat on the other side of the glass. She lost a lot of weight. Hair has been cut short. There was no trace of makeup left on her face. The detention center uniform she wore was baggy. As if just temporarily wearing a sack. Just saw me. The corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

"Tham Tri Ha."

Hoarse voice. Gone is the fake sweetness of the past.

"Did you come to see my joke?"

I calmly sat down.

"I came to tell you something."

"What's going on?"

"Today..."

"Deputy Dinh Xuyen has been officially arrested and detained."

"The crime includes..."

"Economic crime."

"Tax fraud."

"The total amount involved..."

200 million yuan. Lam Dao's lips trembled slightly.

"Are you denouncing him?"

I looked straight into her eyes. The expression on Lam Dao's face immediately froze.

"The complaint against you was sent to the Procuracy last week."

"The application is signed by yourself."

I took out a photocopy from my bag. Place it close to the glass so she can see clearly. Lam Dao's face... turned pale.

"You want a reduced sentence..."

"So I handed over all the evidence from the past to help Pho Dinh Xuyen make fake books."

"You think..."

"Just bite him back..."

"You'll get a few years off your sentence."

I took the photocopy back.

"But you forgot one thing."

"What's going on?"

"In the person on duty section continue to make fake books..."

"Signer."

Lam Dao's whole body began to tremble.

"Not only will the sentence not be reduced."

"You are also charged with additional crimes..."

Accomplices in economic crime cases.

"Add it all up..."

"At least..."

"Also fifteen years."

Lam Dao jumped up. Frantically rushing into the glass. Both hands slammed hard on the partition.

"Tham Tri Ha!"

"You harmed me!"

"Those signatures..."

"It was Pho Dinh Xuyen who forced me to sign!"

I stood up. Push the chair back to its original position.

"When you killed Co Niem..."

"Are you also being forced?"

Lam Dao's hands stiffened.

"Time to hire a driver to stab someone to death..."

"Did you ever think this day would come?"

Her legs were soft. The whole person slowly slid down the glass. Sit on the floor. I turned around and left. Her voice was completely distorted.

"Tham Tri Ha..."

"Go back..."

"I beg you..."

"Help me tell the judge..."

"I'm really forced..."

The iron door of the visiting room closed behind me. Completely soundproof. Hoac Yen Than was still leaning against the wall in the hallway, waiting for me.

"Done?"

"Let's go see the other one, shall we?"

I shook my head.

"No need."

Pho Dinh Xuyen's appearance... I don't want to see it a second time. Hoac Yen Than still gave me the phone. On the screen... Is a surveillance camera clip after Pho Dinh Xuyen was taken into custody. He was helped into the camp gate by two judicial police. Two feet dragging on the ground. The whole person was completely unsteady. Empty. Not out of desperation.