Chapter 11 — Mystery At 3 A.M

Team leader Dien stared at the recorder, his face becoming more and more serious. Her mother's voice stopped for a moment.

“Lists are not the most important thing.”

“The most important thing is the original file.”

“It's not in the iron box.”

“Nor at Nam Kieu Bridge.”

“Mom put it in the most unexpected place.”

There was a very soft tapping sound in the tape. It's like someone is standing outside the door. Her mother's voice lowered.

“If you have to go get it, remember one thing.”

“Let's find your father's grave.”

Khuong Hoa suddenly raised his head. Her father's grave. Her father died early and was buried in the western cemetery of the city. Every Qingming occasion she goes there. But she had never seen anything unusual. The mother's voice on the tape suddenly became urgent.

“Don't trust people with the surname Dong next to Leung Thua Vien.”

“He is the one who purged the list.”

“Luong Thua Vien is afraid of going to jail.”

“The other person is afraid of being exposed to the light.”

The recording suddenly stopped there. A few seconds later, another man's voice rang out inside. The voice was very low, carrying a hint of laughter.

“Old lady, are you finished?”

Khuong Hoa's whole body was cold. Her mother didn't say anything more. On the tape there was only the sound of a chair being dragged. Then there was a heavy crash. An An immediately covered her ears. Khuong Hoa's face turned pale, tears welled up in her eyes. Team leader Dien pressed the recorder to stop. The room was so quiet that only the sound of each person's breathing could be heard. Officer Ha asked softly.

“Who is the Dong family?”

Team leader Dien opened the list he had just taken out. There is no person with the surname Dong on the list. But An An suddenly pointed to the last line.

“He's not on the list.”

“Because he is not the one receiving the money.”

“He's the one who wrote the list.”

At this moment, two short sounds of car brakes were heard outside the old building. The police guarding the door quickly ran in.

“Captain Dien, there is a hearse in front of the door.”

“The driver said someone had booked a grave removal service at the cemetery in the west of the city for six thirty tonight.”

“The grave that needs to be moved is Ms. Khuong's father's grave.”

Khuong Hoa's eyes darkened, she almost couldn't stand. Her father's grave was the last place her mother mentioned in the recording. The other side knew almost at the same time as them. This is no longer about running one step ahead. It's about following their every breath. Captain Dien did not let anyone immediately go to the cemetery. First, he had someone control the hearse driver. The driver was so scared that his face turned white. He said he only accepts applications on the platform. The other side pays three times the price. Ask him to be at the west gate of the cemetery before half past six. On the application form, the name is from the Khuong family. The last four numbers of the identity card are also correct. After listening, Khuong Hoa's whole body turned cold. The bank has those four numbers. Management board registration documents are also available. When checking into the hotel, she also used electronic documents. Information can be leaked from anywhere. Team leader Dien picked up the order and looked at it. The contact person only left a network phone number. But in the address there is one more word. Old burial site west of the city. Khuong Hoa said softly.

“My father is not in the old gravesite.”

Everyone looked at her. Khuong Hoa tried to calm herself down.

“My father is buried in row three, number twelve of the new grave site.”

“The old burial ground is full of graves from a long time ago.”

“Every time before When going to visit a grave, my mother always goes to the old grave site first."

“I asked why, she said there were many trees there, it would be cooler to pass by.”

An An raised her head.

“Grandma didn't go straight to grandpa's grave.”

Khuong Hoa's heart tightened. Only now did she understand that those detours were not a habit. Every year her mother comes to check to see if the place where things are actually hidden has been touched. Captain Dien looked at the time. Five hours fifty-eight minutes. The six-hour deadline at Nam Kieu Bridge is approaching. Luong Thua Vien's side stopped calling. This, in turn, makes people even more insecure. Police Officer Ha said.

“If they knew what was in the old grave site, they would definitely have sent someone there.”

Captain Dien shook his head.

“Not sure yet.”

“If the location has been determined, they will not order a service to move the grave.”

“They wanted to force Ms. Khuong to lead the way herself.”

An An suddenly said.

“So we lead them down a fake path.”

Team leader Dien looked at her. An An's voice is very light but clear.

“They want to know where grandma goes to the old grave site every year.”

“Your mother can pretend she just remembered.”

"Don't follow everyone."

“Let them think that the security force beside me has been reduced.”

Khuong Hoa immediately objected.

“No way.”

“I can't keep using you as bait.”

An An raised his eyes to look at her.

“Not using you.”

“They want mom.”

“I'll hide where they can't see me and tell mom what's wrong.”

Khuong Hoa's heart felt like it had been cut by a knife. She didn't want to admit it, but An An's judgment had saved them time and time again.