Chapter 6 — Rain Stops, Heaven Clears

The other end of the line was silent. A few seconds later. Lawyer Vuong slowly spoke.

“I understand, General Manager To.”

“They want to slander you.”

“First use the disappearance to make the police suspect you.”

“Then set up a kidnapping and blackmail scene.”

“Put both the motive and the behavior... all on you.”

“If I give you money.”

“I will be said to be guilty and use money to hush my mouth.”

“If I don't give you money.”

“Or call the police.”

“They will kill the hostages.”

“Then push all the blame onto me.”

“It's truly killing two birds with one stone.”

Even I have to admit. Luu Van is really poisonous. She's too stupid.

“General Manager To.”

“What do we do now?”

“Next plan leads to next plan.”

I looked out the window.

“They want money.”

“Then I will give you money.”

“I also want to see…”

“How do they plan to end this play?”

“Too dangerous!”

Lawyer Vuong immediately objected.

“You absolutely cannot go there in person.”

“Of course I won't go.”

I smiled.

“We can let the money... come on its own.”

I told the whole plan to lawyer Vuong. He finished listening. Silence for a long time. In the end, only one sentence was uttered.

“General Manager To...”

“You really make others admire... and fear at the same time.”

That very night. I received a second message. An address. Abandoned warehouse No. 7, Dong Ho area, city outskirts. Twelve o'clock at night.

“Come alone.”

“Put the money in the suitcase.”

"If you dare to play tricks, wait until you pick up its body."

I only answered with one word. I called Tieu Truong.

“Tieu Truong.”

“Help me prepare something.”

“I want to send...”

“A great gift for my good sister.”

Eleven thirty at night. The suburban street was quiet without a soul in sight. A black commercial vehicle quietly drove into the night. In the car there were only me and Tieu Truong. Behind the trunk are five large suitcases. Inside... Not 50,000,000 yuan in cash. It's an amount of underworld money worth the equivalent of 50,000,000 yuan. On each wad of money, the Thien Dia Bank seal is clearly printed. That was the first gift I prepared for them. The car stopped about a kilometer away from warehouse No. 7. I opened the door and walked down. The night wind is very cold. Blowing up the hem of my coat. I took out a brand new phone. Click to call that mysterious phone number. The bell rang for a long time before someone picked up. On the other end of the phone, Tran Hao's deliberately low voice rang out. Even so, he still couldn't hide his tension.

“Are you there yet?”

I answered briefly.

“Where is the money?”

“Right under my feet.”

“Are you going alone?”

“What if it doesn't?”

I asked back.

“I didn't expect the police to show up any more than you did.”

It seemed that those words made Tran Hao feel secure. He was silent for a moment then spoke.

“Drag the suitcases to the warehouse door.”

“Then you can go.”

“How do I know To Nhu is still safe?”

“You are not qualified to bargain!”

His voice suddenly rose. Obviously he wanted to use his aura to intimidate me. I agree very emphatically. I signaled Tieu Truong. He opened the trunk. Pull down five heavy suitcases. There's only me left. Quietly dragging five suitcases down an abandoned street with no one in sight. The wheels grinded against the crushed stone. Makes crunching sounds. In the middle of a quiet night. That sound became clearer. I'm not scared at all. By me know... In the dark. There are countless eyes silently protecting me. The team of lawyers Vuong hired arrived. A leading professional security team. Their people have long since arranged to cover the entire area around the warehouse. Drones. Thermal imaging equipment. As long as Tran Hao has any unusual actions. He will immediately be controlled. I pulled each suitcase. Slowly walked towards the dark warehouse. Like a death row prisoner walking to the execution ground. But just like... A hunter is luring his prey out of the cave. I also arrived at the warehouse door. The rusty iron door was only slightly open. Inside was pitch black. Not a single ray of light leaked out. Like the giant mouth of a monster waiting to devour its prey.

“Push the suitcase in.”

Tran Hao's voice echoed from the crack in the door. I followed. Use force to push all five suitcases inside. Then take a few steps back.

“Can I go yet?”

In Tran Hao's voice, he could not hide his greed and eagerness. I turned around. Never looked back. Walked about a hundred meters. My headphones rang out the calm voice of the security team leader.

“General Manager To.”

“The fish has taken the bait.”

"Act."

I only said two words. The very next second. Powerful floodlights immediately illuminated the entire warehouse. The shrill sound of sirens pierced the night. The warehouse's doors and windows were simultaneously broken open. More than ten fully equipped security guards seemed to fall from the sky. They rushed in all at once.