Chapter 3 — Nghien Chu Safety Station

"You must have to overthrow the Tran family to agree, right?" I didn't turn around. In my heart there is only one voice left. Tran Nghien Chu, try to endure. If they lock you inside, I will definitely knock the door open. If you get hurt, I'll put them all in jail. If you... I suffocated that thought. Don't think. When reaching warehouse door number seven, the warning light went off. On the outside of the warehouse door hang three new locks. White steam leaked from the crack in the door. Old Tong said in a low voice: "Normally warehouse number seven is not locked from the outside." Captain Tan heard it. Tran Bac Hoai immediately shouted at him: "Shut up! What does a security guard like you know?" Old Tong shrank back in fear. I stepped forward. The three locks are all brand new, the lock body still has the adhesive layer of the sticker that has not been peeled off. I reached out and touched the edge of the warehouse door. Wet. It also carries a very faint bleach smell. I raised my head to look at Captain Qin. "Open." Tran Bac Hoai rushed forward. "Co Nam Chi! In warehouse number seven there is drug imported from customers, the temperature has changed, the compensation is several million, are you taking your life to the temple?" I stared at him. "I'll take my life to the temple." "Get out of the way." 4 Captain Qin didn't hesitate anymore. "Break the lock." The police brought hydraulic pliers. Crack. The first lock was severed. Ha Tu Lan rushed up crying, but was stopped by a female police officer. "You can't treat the Tran family like that!" "Nien Chu will hate you when he comes back!" Hearing the words "return", my throat felt like it was pricked by a needle. I really hope Tran Nghien Chu returns. Even though he came back and scolded me for being a psychopath. Even though he came back and blamed me for ruining the company. Just stand in front of me. Anyhow. The second lock fell to the ground. The third lock was severed. The warehouse door was slowly pulled open. Cold air hit my face. The shelves in warehouse number seven are neatly stacked. At first glance, it's all white cold storage containers. Manh Van Ninh immediately breathed a sigh of relief. She wiped her tears and said: "Sister Co, look, there's nothing inside." "Have you made enough trouble?" I didn't move. My eyes fell on the innermost row of shelves. The boxes in that row were packed too tightly. Thanh Chu cold storage has strict regulations, between the shelf and the wall there must be a distance of thirty centimeters to dissipate heat. This regulation was set by Tran Nghien Chu himself. He said, goods may be damaged, but people must not be lazy. However, the innermost row of boxes is stacked close to the wall. I pointed there. "Move away." Tran Bac Hoai's face changed. "How long do you want to torment?" Captain Tan looked at him. "Do as she says." The forklift driver was called. His hand shook so violently that he almost crashed into the shelf for the first time. I said: “Let me command.” One barrel. Two barrels. Three barrels. Behind the shelf reveals a gray waterproof tarp. Below the canvas rose a long outline of a human figure. The entire warehouse number seven immediately fell silent. The blood on Manh Van Ninh's face drained away bit by bit. Ha Tu Lan suddenly rushed to the warehouse door and shouted: "Don't touch it! It's a customer's goods!" Captain Qin immediately stopped her. "Turn over." The policeman put on gloves and pulled up the waterproof tarp. A black body bag was revealed. There was ice around the zipper. Below the bag seeps out a dark red stain. My ears rang. Tran Bac Hoai turned and ran away. I'm faster than the police. I rushed forward, raised my foot and kicked him in the knee. He knelt to the ground, his nose bleeding. "Co Nam Chi, you dare to hit me!" I bent down and grabbed his hair, pressing his face towards the black bag. "What are you running?" "Didn't you just say that the inside was a customer's goods?" "Open your eyes and see clearly, what kind of goods are you hiding!" Tran Bac Hoai struggled like a rotten fish. Captain Tan shouted loudly: "Control!" Two policemen rushed up and pinned him down. Ha Tu Lan collapsed

on the ground, constantly muttering: "It's over... it's over..." Manh Van Ninh trembled so much that he couldn't stand but still pretended. "I didn't know... I really didn't know there was this thing here..." I walked in front of her. She instinctively backed away. I raised my hand and slapped her hard in the face. A crisp "chat" sounded, the whole warehouse heard it. Manh Van Ninh covered her face, tears immediately falling. "You hit me?" I stared at her, my voice trembling but every word was clear. "Just now you asked me if I had caused enough chaos." "Now it's my turn to ask you." "Using the lives of others to pave the way for you, is that enough for you to climb to that position?" Captain Tan raised his voice. "Tran Bac Hoai, Manh Van Ninh, Ha Tu Lan, control everything!" A "click" sound was heard. I pointed at the black body bag deep in the cold storage, looking at their pale faces. "Whoever says I'm crazy should kneel in front of that bag and say it."5 When the forensics arrived, it was almost dawn. Warehouse number seven is blocked. Everyone retreated outside the guard wire. I stood in front of the cold storage door, my legs were weak but I didn't want to take even a step back. Captain Tan looked at me. "Co Nam Chi, you go rest first." I shook my head. "I want to see." He was silent for a moment and then did not stop me.