Chapter 10 — Nghien Chu Safety Station

【If you don't know how to drive, don't drive. I said before that I would pick you up for the rest of my life, maybe I was exaggerating.】 【But don't be afraid of cars, don't be afraid of calls at three in the morning.】 【You're very smart, and braver than you think.】 【If I'm no longer here, you can still live well.】 【I love you.】 I squeezed the paper until it wrinkled. pinch. I squatted in front of the tombstone, crying until I couldn't breathe. Uncle Trieu stood next to him, his eyes red and said: "General Manager Co, if General Manager Tran saw you like this, he would be heartbroken." I wiped my tears. "He's heartbroken too." "Who told him to leave me alone to clean up this mess." Uncle Trieu both cried and laughed. After the funeral ended, I didn't immediately leave. I sat on the steps of the cemetery, from noon until late evening. My mind is full of Tran Nghien Chu. The first time he pursued me, he held an unbelievably ugly bunch of sunflowers and told the flower shop owner to introduce it, making sure the girl would like it. The first time he met my mother, he was so nervous that the sentence "Hello teacher" was called "Hello teacher". The first time he bought me a car, he was as excited as if he had just won a big prize. He still loves me so seriously. So serious that even the fact that I don't know how to drive was placed in the most important place in his heart. But his relatives forgot everything. I stood up and put the letter away. "Tran Nghien Chu, I'm going." "There's a board meeting tomorrow." "If you don't feel secure, give me a report in your dream tonight." On the way back, team leader Tan called me. "The possibility of the appeal hearing upholding the verdict is very high." I replied softly. Captain Tan was silent for a moment. "Co Nam Chi, you did a great job." I watched the street lights quickly retreat outside the car window. "It's not enough." "Tran Nghien Chu died at three in the morning." "From now on, the lights of Thanh Chu Cold Storage cannot be turned off until three o'clock." Captain Tan smiled softly. "If you have any difficulties, come to me." "Captain Qin." "Yes?" "Thank you for believing in me." On the other end of the line. paused. “I don't just believe you.” Between my eyebrows I twitched slightly. He immediately corrected himself: "I mean evidence speaks." I finally burst out laughing. "Captain Qin, you almost stepped on a mine." He coughed. "Professional habit, I'll hang up." I held the phone, while laughing, tears fell again. This time, it was no longer as painful. 12 Half a year later, Thanh Chu Cold Storage was back on its feet. The "Nien Chu safety station" on warehouse floor number seven was officially put into use. All vehicles entering and leaving at night must be verified by two people. All alerts from cold storage are synchronized with the police coordination system. After the night shift, all female employees were assigned private cars to take them home by the company. The driver recorded the entire journey and shared the route in real time. I spent some money and coordinated with the city's Women's Union and the police to develop a small application. The name is “Guard at three o'clock”. When in danger in the middle of the night, being forced downstairs, being lured into a car or being followed, you can press a button to ask for help. The day the app launched, the media asked me why I named it that way. I looked into the lens. "Because at three o'clock in the morning, I once received a call demanding my life." "I survived because I called the police." "I hope everyone who is scared can be one step faster than the bad guys." After the press conference ended, a reporter continued to ask about the Tran Bac Hoai case. "General Director Co, I heard that Tran Bac Hoai's appeal hearing upheld the death penalty, do you have anything to say?" I stopped walking. "The law I've said it all." "I don't have anything to say to him." At ten o'clock at night, I returned to the company. The coordination center was brightly lit. On the big screen, each car is cold

is moving on the correct route. Uncle Trieu walked over holding a thermos. "General Manager Co, please leave early today." "In the past, General Manager Tran always told everyone to leave early, but in the end he stayed up the latest." I took the report. "He deserves to be scolded." Uncle Trieu laughed, his eyes turning red again. We have all learned not to shy away whenever Tran Nghien Chu is mentioned. He existed. Used to love. Ever tried. Was murdered. And we also seriously remember. At 2:58 a.m., the backstage app suddenly popped up with a red warning. 【People asking for help: Anonymous female】 【Location: Underground parking lot of Cam Hoa apartment complex】 【Content of request for help: My boyfriend called me downstairs to move the car in the middle of the night, I was scared. He kept urging me, saying that if I didn't come down, I would break up.】 I stared at that line, my fingertips immediately turned cold. Three o'clock. Move the car. Underground parking. Uncle Trieu also saw it and his face changed. "General Manager Co..." I picked up the phone. "Captain Tan, backstage Security received a request for help at three o'clock, B1 floor of Cam Hoa apartment complex, suspected of seduction." Captain Tan's voice immediately calmed down. "Understood, I will contact the local police station, you can synchronize the location from backstage here."