Chapter 1 — On Divorce, Ex-Husband's Bnq Passed Away

The red book of the civil affairs department was replaced with a dark red divorce paper. The moment the steel seal went down, three years of marriage between Co Ngon and I ended. Stepping out the door, the air was suffocatingly hot. He stood on the stairs, for the first time no longer shading me from the sun. "From today, you are free, so am I." His voice did not carry any nostalgia, only relief as if a burden had been lifted. I nodded, said nothing. Because today, I have been patient for three years, there is nothing I can't continue to be patient with. We walked silently towards the parking lot, one in front and one behind, like two strangers. Getting in his car, he didn't even ask me where I wanted to go. In the car, the piano song that the girl he loves most - Lam Uyen Uyen - likes to listen to the most is playing. Dissonant. I turned it off. He glanced at me through the rearview mirror, his eyes as cold as ice. "To Yen, don't you want to leave me even this little bit of dignity?" "Co Ngon, we are divorced." I reminded him. He didn't say another word and started the car. The phone vibrated, it was an unfamiliar number. I slid the screen to receive the call. "May I ask, are you To Yen? This is the City Police Department. The southern villa area has just had a murder. We need your cooperation in the investigation." Southern villa area. It's my house. It is the wedding house of me and Co Ngon. My heart seemed to fall straight to the bottom of the abyss. "What murder?" "The victim's name is Lam Uyen Uyen, do you know him?" The voice on the other end of the line was cold, each word was like a hammer, hammering straight into my nerves. Lam Uyen Uyen. Co Ngon's daughter is always in her heart. Dead. Dead in my house. I reflexively turned to look at Co Ngon. He was also looking at me through the rearview mirror, his eyes were extremely complicated, I couldn't understand. "Okay, I'll be there soon." I hung up, my voice was dry. "To the southern villa area." Co Ngon's throat slid up and down. "What happened?" "Lam Uyen Uyen died." I said. "Died at our house." The car braked suddenly, the wheels screeched loudly. Due to inertia, my body tumbled forward, then was pulled back by the seat belt. Co Ngon turned his head and stared at me, his eyes filled with blood. "What did you say?!" "It was the police who said it." He said nothing more, suddenly turned the car around, and stepped on the accelerator. The roar of the engine sounded like the roar of a wild animal. Fifteen minutes later, the car stopped in front of the villa. The red and blue lights of the police car flashed alternately, shining on both of our faces. The house that used to be our home is now surrounded layer by layer by yellow police wire. I pushed the car door open, my legs felt weak. A young police officer stepped forward to stop me. "Are you To Yen?" I nodded. He led me through the guard wire, the air was filled with an indescribable smell. It's the smell of blood, mixed with the scent of shower gel. The smell made my stomach turn. The living room was filled with police. Co Ngon walked behind me, each step heavier than mine. "The body is in the second floor bathroom." The leading police officer glanced at me, then looked at Co Ngon again. "Are you husband and wife?" "We just divorced." I quickly answered before Co Ngon. The police's eyes immediately sharpened. I followed him to the second floor. The master bedroom's bathroom door was wide open. The pure white bathtub I had personally chosen now had a person lying in it. Lam Uyen Uyen. She was wearing a white dress, her wet hair stuck to her face, and her skin was pale from being soaked in water for too long. There are still thin red streaks on the water surface. I just glanced at it and immediately turned away. A hand suddenly squeezed my arm. It's Co Ngon. His strength was so strong that I felt like my bones were about to break. "To Yen!" His eyes were red, like a mad beast. "It's

Did I do it right? Do you hate me so much that you have to kill her?!" His questioning echoed throughout the room. All the police turned their heads to look. Their eyes were like thousands of needles, simultaneously stabbing me. I looked at him - the man I had loved for ten years, married for three years. On the day we divorced, he did not ask me if I was okay, but directly accused me of killing the girl he loved. I suddenly burst out laughing. Laughed so much that tears were about to flow. Yes. I hate you. And not just hate. Co Ngon, I will let you see with your own eyes, your love, your trust, your stupidity, little by little, pushed you into hell. The cold fluorescent light above my head was painful. I sat on the metal chair, the red mark on my wrist from Co Ngon's squeezing was still burning a name tag: Crime squad leader - Truong Chinh. "To Yen, thirty years old, occupation: expert in sketching criminal psychology." Truong Chinh flipped through my file, his tone was calm but filled with scrutiny. "Your husband - Co Ngon - accused you of killing Lam Uyen Uyen." "Ex-husband." I corrected. "At ten o'clock today, we completed the divorce procedure." The pen in Truong Chinh's hand slightly stopped. "Day. divorced, the victim died in the couple's marital home. Do you think... it's just a coincidence?" "There aren't that many coincidences in this world, Captain Truong." I calmly looked at him. "On the first day of studying this major, my teacher said so." His eyes darkened. "You admit you hate Lam Uyen Uyen?" "What reason do I have to hate someone who has nothing to do with me?" "Nothing to do with?" Truong Chinh smiled coldly, pushing a file in front of me. It was Co Ngon's testimony. He said, after three years of marriage, he only felt responsible, there was no love. He said, the person he really loved was Lam Uyen Uyen, it was only because she went abroad that year that he married me. He said, I always knew of Lam Uyen Uyen's existence, the two of us had argued about it countless times, I even used death to force it live in peace.” Every word, every sentence, is turning me into someone who is driven crazy by love and jealousy. "To Yen, do you have anything else to say?" "I have nothing to say." I pushed the statement back. "Only his side." "But you are the one with the clearest motive for committing the crime." Truong Chinh pressed closer step by step. "You still have time to commit the crime. According to preliminary examination, the time of death was between 2:00 and 4:00 p.m. During that time, where were you? When I arrived, there were no other guests.”