Chapter 7 — On Divorce, Ex-Husband's Bnq Passed Away

9I didn't leave the abandoned factory immediately. Leaning against a rusty machine, I tried to calm my racing heartbeat. The appearance of that mysterious man completely disrupted my plans. Of what he said, seven parts were true, three parts were lies. He said Lam Uyen Uyen was one of their people, and because of his betrayal, he was "purged internally" - this is very likely true. It also explains why Vuong Hao gave her money — not as a transaction, but as a member of the organization's operating expenses. But the fact that he said Lam Uyen Uyen slipped and died, and Co Ngon was just someone who happened to appear and helped him set up the scene - is a lie. If it was really an accident, they wouldn't have needed to blame me? There is only one explanation: that man, or the force behind him, is the real killer. He killed Lam Uyen Uyen, took what he needed, and then discovered that Co Ngon was late. So he took advantage of the situation, making Co Ngon think I was the murderer, to force him to create a fake crime scene - disrupting the case. But the purpose of him giving me the USB now is very clear. He wanted to borrow my hand and drag Co Ngon down to hell. There is definitely a much deeper feud between them. This chess game is bigger than I thought. And more dangerous than I thought. I clasped the USB in my hand. It is a hot potato, also a knife hidden in the sleeve. I took my phone and texted Ly Tinh: "I'm fine. I'm home." Then delete all call history with that strange number. Returning to Ly Tinh's office, she immediately rushed out to greet me, looking at me from head to toe. "Are you okay? Did that bastard do anything to you?" "I'm fine." I put the USB on the table. "But he left me this." Ly Tinh picked it up, suspicious. "What is this?" "The last straw that crushed the camel named Co Ngon." I recounted what that man said, selectively, along with my analysis for Ly Tinh to hear. Of course, I hid the story of the "internal purge" and the underground organization behind it. I'm just saying, it was a person who knew the inside story and wanted to take revenge on Co Ngon, so he gave me evidence. After hearing this, Ly Tinh was stunned into silence for a long time. "So... the real murderer is not Co Ngon?" "He's not the mastermind. But he's an accomplice." I said coldly. "He pretended to die without help, faked the scene, blamed me. Each crime alone is enough to ruin his reputation." "So what do we do now? Hand this over to the police?" "No." I shook my head. "At this time, if I hand it over, at most he will be tried for a terrible crime." "I want to let Co Ngon... tell the truth himself." I looked at Ly Tinh, my eyes as cold as ice. "I want him and the murderer to tear each other apart." The next morning, I proactively contacted Co Ngon. I met him at a restaurant that we both liked a lot before. When I called, he seemed very surprised, but still agreed. When I arrived, he was already sitting by the window. Just a few days ago, he looked visibly haggard, with dark eye circles. Seeing me, he tried to force a smile - but the smile was even more unsightly than when he cried. "Tieu Yen, you agreed to meet me..." I did not respond to that fake intimacy, but sat straight in the chair opposite. "I came today, because I wanted to do business with you." I went straight to the point. He paused. "What transaction?" I took out the USB, placed it on the table, and pushed it towards him. As soon as he saw that object, his pupils shrank sharply and his face immediately turned pale. Obviously, he recognized it. "You... why do you have this?" His voice trembled. "That's not important." I said. "The important thing is, if the thing in this USB is handed over to the police, my company will immediately go bankrupt. And the second half of my life — will be spent in prison." He stared at the USB, as if it were

a time bomb. Cold sweat slid down his forehead. "What do you want?" He finally opened his mouth, his voice hoarse. "Very simple." I leaned forward, saying each word clearly: "I want you to - go to the police station and turn yourself in." "What?" He immediately raised his head, looking at me in disbelief. "I want you to tell the police, the afternoon of the murder, what did you see, what did you do at that villa." "Impossible." Come on!” He refused without thinking. “If I say it, it will be tantamount to admitting the crime of fabricating evidence, I will also go to jail!” “If you don't say it now, when I hand over this USB, you will only add more crimes.” I looked at him coldly. “Co Ngon, you have no choice.” “To Yen! Do you have to push me to death?!” He stood up excitedly, his hands on the table, his whole body shaking with anger. "We've loved each other for so many years, don't you have any feelings left?!" "Emotions?" I laughed. "Are you talking about the feeling where you called Lam Uyen Uyen while lying in my bed?" "Or the feeling on my birthday, you left me alone to celebrate Christmas with her?" "Or the feeling that made you not hesitate to blame murder on me, forcing me to take the blame for it?" I didn't raise my voice, but every word was like a knife. sharp, sticking straight into his heart. His face immediately turned pale, his whole body slumped back in his chair. "To Yen... you were wrong..." He muttered. "I'm really wrong... Can you give me another chance?" "Chance?" I looked at him, my eyes without any ripples. "Co Ngon, I have given you countless chances. You yourself - threw it all away." I stood up. "I give you 24 hours to think. At the same time tomorrow, if If you haven't turned yourself in yet, this USB... will be on Captain Truong's desk." "Or," I paused for a moment, delivering the final fatal blow. "You can also tell me - on the day of the murder, besides you and Lam Uyen Uyen, who else was at the scene. Who else was at the scene. The person who took the encrypted files on your computer." Co Ngon immediately raised his head, his eyes filled with panic. He didn't expect me to know about that. I didn't look at him again, turned around and left. Co Ngon, your fortress — has begun to collapse from within. Now let me see, between "love" and life, which side do you choose? 10I don't need to wait until the end of 24 hours. That night, I received a phone call from Captain Truong. "To Yen, Co Ngon has turned himself in." The captain's voice on the other end of the phone was very complicated. Finally, I was able to let go of the rock weighing on my heart. "What did he say?" "He said that that day he went to the villa to look for Lam Uyen Uyen, the two of them argued. During the argument, Lam Uyen Uyen lost control, slipped, hit her head on the edge of the bathtub and fell into the water." "He felt dead but didn't save him?" "That's right." The captain's voice was heavy. "He said he was too panicked at the time and didn't have time to react. When he regained consciousness, she was no longer breathing. He was afraid of being responsible, and also resentful because he had just divorced her, so he... created a fake scene, blaming her." That testimony - almost identical to the version the mysterious man told me. Co Ngon embraced all his sins, turning himself into a person who was mistaken, weak and confused because of love. He never mentioned the other man, much less the USB. He is protecting him. Or more accurately, afraid of him. "To Yen, this case... can basically be over." Captain Truong said. "Co Ngon's crime of manslaughter, plus the crime of creating a fake crime scene and slander, together is at least ten years in prison."Ten years. For him, perhaps that was the "softest" ending

that he can compete with. Use ten years of freedom, in exchange for the company's survival. In exchange for the safety of the person behind the curtain. He thought that this would make both sides complete. He's too naive. "Captain Truong." I opened my mouth. "I have new evidence I want to hand over." The other side of the phone was silent. "What evidence?" "Enough to overturn Co Ngon's entire testimony." I said. "I will come to you right now." I hung up the phone, picked up the USB and placed it on the table. Ly Tinh came out of the room and looked at me worriedly. "Do you really want to do that? Co Ngon has confessed, you are safe." "Safe?" I shook my head slightly. "The real killer is still at large, how can you call it safe? Ly Tinh, this is not about revenge on Co Ngon - it's about yourself." I must let the person hiding in the dark know - I am not a pawn for him to control at will. He wants to use my hand to destroy Co Ngon? Then I will destroy his plan. I want to stir the water even more turbid — so that everyone hidden at the bottom of the water will surface. I went to the police station and Captain Truong personally received me. I plugged the USB into his computer. "What is this?" "You'll see clearly." I opened the USB, inside there was only a video file. This is a recording from a surveillance camera in Co Ngon's office. Time — 5 p.m. on the day of the incident. That was when Co Ngon had just finished "processing" the scene and returned to the company. In the video, Co Ngon walks into the office with a dazed look, then falls down on the chair. A few minutes later, a man walked in. He wore a repairman's uniform, a cap, a mask, and carried a toolbox. He went straight to Co Ngon's computer, mastering the operation. Co Ngon sat next to him, motionless, as if his soul had been drained. The other man worked for about ten minutes, then pulled out a USB from the computer, put it in the toolbox, then turned and left. From beginning to end, he and Co Ngon did not say a single word to each other. But that strange chemistry is enough to say it all. Captain Truong's face became increasingly unsightly as the video continued to play. "Who is this person?" He pointed to the worker in the video. "I don't know." I shook my head. "But I guess, it is the owner of the DNA sample in Lam Uyen Uyen's fingernails." Captain Truong suddenly stood up and walked back and forth in the room. This video completely refute Co Ngon's testimony. Lam Uyen Uyen's death - absolutely not an accident. And Co Ngon did not simply see death without saving him. He's covering up. Covering for a real murderer. "To Yen, where did you get this video - where did you get it?" Truong Chinh stopped walking, his sharp eyes locked on me. "A person who did not want to reveal his identity gave it to me." I answered very discreetly. "He has a grudge against Co Ngon, wanted to use my hand to take him down." This explanation is completely reasonable. Truong Chinh did not inquire further. He picked up the phone, his tone was stern: "Immediately! Interrogate Co Ngon again! Play this video for him to see! I want to see, how long can he keep it hidden!"