Chapter 5 — On Divorce, Ex-Husband's Bnq Passed Away

6I looked at him. Look at his face distorted with anger and fear. I have been in love with this face for ten years. Looking back now, it only seems strange and ridiculous. "I didn't say anything." I calmly replied. "I just told the truth. Whatever the police ask, I answer." "The truth?" He laughed coldly. "Your so-called truth is dragging me into the mud?" "Co Ngon, what are you afraid of?" I stared into his eyes. "If you are innocent, the police will investigate and prove it. And if you are panicking like this now, it's because you have a tics. me?” My words were like a sharp blade, piercing his weakest point. His face immediately turned pale. "You..." He reached out to pull me back, but stopped midway, hovering in the air. In his eyes, the anger gradually disappeared, replaced by unprecedented confusion and pleading. "Tieu Yen..." He called me by my intimate name, his voice became soft. "We were husband and wife, you can't treat me like that..." Once husband and wife. Four words so bitter and ridiculous. "Co Ngon, from the moment you lied to me for Lam Uyen Uyen for the first time, we are no longer husband and wife." My voice was cold, without any emotion. "Since the moment you hid her photo behind our wedding photo frame, we are no longer husband and wife." "From the moment you lied about working overtime, but actually went to the airport to pick her up to return home, we are no longer husband and wife." "Since this morning, you are no longer husband and wife." Hesitatingly pointed at me in front of the police, we... were completely over." With every word I said, his face turned a little whiter. All the things I once closed my eyes to, pretending not to know, are now exposed to me without missing a single detail. He took a step back, as if he couldn't stand the criticism. "I... I didn't..." He tried to explain, but his voice was pitifully weak. "That's enough, Co Ngon." I interrupted him. "Stop acting. I'm tired, I'm tired of watching." I walked around him, intending to leave. But he grabbed my wrist again, the force was very strong. "To Yen, listen to me. Uyen Uyen's story was unexpected! I admit that I went back to the villa this afternoon, but when I arrived... she was... already like that..." He started to make up a new lie. "I was so panicked that day. The first person I thought of was you. I knew you hated her, I was afraid the police would suspect you, so I just... lied that I was at work." ty all the time. I did that... to protect you, Tieu Yen!" He choked up as he spoke, his eyes still filled with tears. If it were me before, perhaps my heart would soften, perhaps I would believe that lie again. But now, I just feel nauseous. "Protect me?" I shook his hand away, as if I had just touched something disgusting. "Co Ngon, your so-called 'protection'... is turning me into a murderer, while you are innocent?" "I didn't!" He shouted. "I was just too scared! I admit I didn't handle it right, but I came from good intentions! To Yen, believe me!" "I believe you?" I smiled, a sarcastic smile. to the extreme. "I believed you, so in the end you and 'white moonlight' lived together happily, and I was kicked out by you, leaving empty-handed?" "Oh, that's not right." I looked at him, deliberately slowly spitting out each word. "Your white moonlight is dead. Now, you see... an ex-wife like me, it seems like she still has some useful value, right?" He was stopped by me, his face turned white and then blue. "Co Ngon, stop acting like a fool." Go." I looked at him coldly. "Instead of staying here and babbling with me, why don't you go home and think carefully - how are you going to explain to the police about the fifty-two empty minutes this afternoon. There are also five hundred thousand in Lam Uyen Uyen's account, you should also prepare a reasonable reason." Having said that, I didn't bother to look back and turned around and left.

Behind him came his frantic scream. "To Yen! Stop there! What's five hundred thousand?!" I didn't turn around. Co Ngon, the game... has just begun. He thought he was just exposed to a small lie. Little did you know — that was just the first domino to fall. Next, his whole world will fall piece by piece, constantly collapsing. And I - will be the one standing at the end of the road, coldly watching you disintegrate. 7I won't go home. That place called "home", now a murder scene, is also the place where my nightmare began. I went to Ly Tinh's law office. "Are you okay?" She gave me a glass of warm water, her eyes full of worry. I shook my head and drank in one gulp. The warm liquid flowed down his stomach, dispelling the coldness in his chest. "Is there any progress on Captain Truong's side?" "Yes." Ly Tinh's expression became serious. "They asked for a search warrant for Co Ngon's company like you said. Just now, they found some things in the shredder in his office." "What is it?" I immediately tensed up. "Some pieces of paper were crushed. The technician is trying to put them back together. But from the remaining pieces, it can be seen that there is a contract. On it... there are the signatures of Lam Uyen Uyen and Vuong Hao." Sure enough. Lam Uyen not only colluded with Vuong Hao, but also signed a contract. "Also," Ly Tinh paused for a moment, "in Co Ngon's computer, they discovered an encrypted folder. Even though he formatted the entire thing, the technical team said they could still restore part of the data." Co Ngon had begun to destroy evidence. That meant — he was starting to panic. And a panicked person will most easily reveal loopholes. "There's one more thing." Ly Tinh looked at me seriously. "Forensic medicine has had results comparing the DNA of the cuticle sample under Lam Uyen Uyen's fingernails." "What are the results?" "It's not mine. It's not Co Ngon's either." The answer surprised me. I thought it was his. If not him... then who? Could it be… there was a third person at the scene? I think continuously. Are not. Cannot. If there is a third person, then when Co Ngon blames me, he will definitely bring that person in to make the situation more confusing and more beneficial for him. He did not do so, proving that in his mind he always determined that there were only three people: him, me, and the victim. So — the cuticles under the nails… “Is it possible that the victim scratched himself?” I asked. "Forensics have ruled out that possibility." "So whose is it?" Ly Tinh shook his head. "There is no match in the database. That means, that person has never had a criminal record." A completely mysterious person, with no criminal record. The case, which had just gradually unraveled, was now covered by a thick layer of fog. A thought flashed in my head, but it was so fast that I didn't have time to grasp it. "To Yen, what are you thinking?" "I was thinking... could it be that we were wrong from the beginning?" I looked straight at Ly Tinh. "We thought Lam Uyen Uyen was just a 'white moon', or a commercial spy for money. But what if... she's more complicated than that?" Ly Tinh frowned. "What do you mean?" "A woman with can go back and forth between two top businessmen, while getting business secrets from Co Ngon, and making Vuong Hao take out his wallet and give her five hundred thousand. Do you think... she is a simple person?" "I suspect she has another identity?" "Or, another ally." I stood up and walked around the room. "Vuong Hao gave her five hundred thousand, maybe not just to buy information. Maybe... to buy another service." "What service?" "For example... help him deal with another person." I stopped, a bold guess gradually appeared in my mind. "Ly Tinh, help me look up someone." "Who?" "Tra Lam Uyen Uyen. From the day she returned to the country, all her activities: who she met, where she went, how she spent... everything."I

said. "I want to re-create a psychological profile for her." Ly Tinh saw the light shining in my eyes and nodded. "Okay." She knew - when I had that look in my eyes, it meant I had tracked down my prey. At this moment, my phone rang. It's a strange number. I hesitated for a moment then clicked. "To Yen." On the other end of the line was a low, cold male voice that I had never heard before. "I know it's you. You were the one who led the police to Co Ngon." I felt guilty. "Who are you?" "You don't need to know who I am." The man laughed coldly. "You just need to know, I know a few things - that you don't know. About Lam Uyen Uyen. About Co Ngon. And about... the so-called 'accident'." "What do you mean?" "Want to know the truth? Tonight at ten o'clock, the abandoned factory in the west of the city came alone."