Chapter 7 — My Neighbors Think I'm a Fat Goat

The so-called "depression" and "bipolar disorder" are a meticulously planned scam from start to finish. It was two cousins who joined forces to set a trap for me. The main purpose is to avoid responsibility, or even to take the next, more crazy step of revenge. That cold smile was like a key, opening all the doubts in my heart. I don't mess with them anymore. Amid Luu Cuong's curse, I calmly turned around and left the police station. Cao Minh was waiting for me in the car. When he saw me coming back, he quickly asked: "How's it going? Will they compensate?" I shook my head. “They will not compensate a penny.” I told Cao Minh what had just happened and my speculations. After Cao Minh heard this, his hands and feet were cold. "What do you mean... they basically did it on purpose? That mental illness certificate was fake?" “Ten parts are eight or nine parts.” I said, "A real bipolar disorder patient, in such a high-pressure environment, cannot control her emotions so 'smartly'. Furthermore, her smile just now completely sold her out." Cao Minh fell into enormous fear. "So... what should we do? They are scoundrels! We have no way with them! Will they... will they ever come to take revenge on us?" I looked at his panicked appearance and held his cold hand. “Don't be afraid.” My voice was very light, but unusually steady. “They have their plans, I have mine.” "They think they have gotten the golden token to avoid death and can do whatever they want. So I will personally smash that golden token of theirs." Cao Minh looked at me blankly: "What plan?" I started the car, looked at the silhouette of the two cousins walking away in the rearview mirror, my eyes became sharp and cold. “Don't they like acting?” “Then I will act with them until the end.” “I want to find the most professional psychiatric evaluation agency and request to conduct a mandatory judicial psychiatric evaluation for Luu Le.” “I want to be in front of the most powerful judge and expert, personally tearing down her mask of false pathology!” 10 Starting the judicial psychiatric evaluation process is more complicated than I imagined. This requires filing a lawsuit in court and submitting enough evidence to prove the necessity of the appraisal. I don't hire a lawyer. This war is between me and Liu Le, I want to end it myself. I started frantically gathering evidence. I took all of Luu Le's previous chats in the resident group, the clear logic, the cruel words, to have them notarized. I found a few neighbors who had also spent time at her shop and felt the prices were not reasonable, so I asked them to write testimonies. I even asked my friends to look up the hospital and doctor who gave her a diagnosis. I discovered that the doctor was a distant relative of Luu Cuong. This clue is extremely important. I arranged all the documents into a thick file and submitted it to the court. In the lawsuit request, I not only asked her to compensate for all vehicle damage, but also asked for compensation for mental damage. The most important thing is to request a judicial psychiatric assessment for defendant Luu Le. The court accepted my case. The day Luu Le and Luu Cuong received the court summons, Luu Cuong called me. On the phone, he no longer had the arrogant and arrogant look from before. “Tran Thu, do you have to do everything so heartlessly?” "We admitted we were wrong, we will also find a way to compensate you with money, why don't you just let us go?" I laughed coldly. "Now I remember talking about money? It's late." “I told you, this is not about money.” "Your sister will definitely pay the price for her actions. And you, as an accomplice, cannot escape." Luu Cuong on the other end of the line was silent for a moment. “What do you mean?” "I mean, falsifying medical records and obstructing judicial justice are serious crimes. Liu Cuong, I advise you that it's best to confess now, so you can still take advantage of leniency." “You… you're spitting blood!” Apparent

he's frantic. "Whether I squirted blood or not, there will naturally be a fair judgment in court. Oh right, I forgot to tell you, the doctor helped your sister issue that certificate. I used my real name to complain to the disciplinary committee of their hospital and the local medical committee. I think, very soon they will find you to find out the situation." “Tu… tu… tu…” He hung up on the phone aggressively. I can imagine his appearance of being so angry that he was vomiting blood but had no choice at this moment. The plan that they thought was tight without any loopholes, in front of me, was full of holes. The day of the trial quickly arrived. Me, Liu Le, Liu Cuong, the three of us met again in the courtroom. Luu Le was wearing a hospital gown, sitting in the defendant's chair, her eyes were dull, her face expressionless, as if she had truly become a patient without a soul. Liu Qiang, as her guardian, sat next to her, his face pale.