Chapter 3 — Steel Mother

11 Fresh blood splashed straight onto my face. Hot, thick. To Niem hugged his hand, rolled on the floor, crying bitterly. Co Ngon sat down on the ground, no blood left on his face. At that moment, the apartment door was pushed open. A middle-aged man wearing a police uniform and carrying the rank of first-class police officer rushed in. As Deputy Director of the City Police Department - Trieu Dong Lai. Behind him are several special scenes. Trieu Dong Lai saw the scene in the room and his pupils shrank. "Lin Tieu! Stop!" He shouted loudly, his voice majestic and sharp. I slowly stood up, wiping the blood from my face. “Zhao Bureau, you came at the right time.” “Here, there are two animals that need to be dealt with.” Trieu Dong Lai looked at To Niem lying on the ground with his missing finger, his face turned pale. "Animal? Lam Tieu, I think you're the crazy one!" "Do you know who you just touched? She is the young lady of Governor To!" “You just restored your identity, have you caused such a big problem?” Governor To? I got it. No wonder Co Ngon is so bold. It turns out... I've already hugged my powerful thighs. Co Ngon seemed to have caught a life-saving straw, crawling to Trieu Dong Lai's feet. "Zhao Bureau! Help me! She's crazy! She wants to kill me!" "She also abused Niem Niem. She beat her until her entire body was injured. We took her to the re-education center for her own good!" Flip white instead of black. Shameless to the end. To Niem also cried bitterly: "Uncle Trieu! Save me! It's her daughter who has a mental illness, torturing me, I was just defending myself!" “She still… still wants to kill me!” One person tosses, one person catches. Coordinated so well. Trieu Dong Lai looked at me, his eyes full of disappointment and anger. “Lam Tieu, I'm really disappointed in you.” "If you make great contributions, the country will not treat you cruelly. But your merit is not an excuse for you to abuse violence and disregard human life!" “Now, immediately put down your weapon and follow me back to the department to investigate!” Behind him, the special police raised their guns and pointed them straight at me. I laughed. A smile full of sarcasm, cold as ice. "Investigate?" "Okay." “But… it's not like I followed you back to the bureau.” I took the phone and dialed a number. “Hello, Black Leopard?” “I am Lam Tieu.” “Give you ten minutes, mobilize all the forces under your command.” “Blockade of entire city A, especially the highway entrances leading to the province.” “Without my orders — not even a fly can fly out.” “Inform the entire team: if anyone tries to rush past — shoot to kill, no questions asked.” On the other end of the line, a calm, firm voice rang out: "Understood! Committed to completing the mission!" I hung up. Looking straight at Trieu Dong Lai, his face turned pale. “Million bureau.” "Currently, I use my status as a Special Inspector of the Ministry of Public Security, suspecting that you are involved in a particularly serious case including child kidnapping, intentionally causing injury, taking advantage of your position to commit crimes, and colluding with Provincial Governors To and Co Ngon." “Before the investigation is clear — you and all your people, do not leave this place.” My words just ended. Outside the window came the sound of steady, rapid footsteps. Along with that was the sound of helicopter rotors resounding in the air. The Black Panther Special Operations Team — has arrived. The most elite special forces team in the country. Is force trained by myself. They were present. 12 Trieu Dong Lai's face changed from blue to white, then purple again. He looked at me, his eyes filled with horror and disbelief. “You… you dare to mobilize Black Panther?” "That is a force under central management! What qualifications do you have?!" I don't answer. A man wearing black combat gear, his face painted with camouflage, landed from the sky. He broke the glass door and landed right in front of everyone - his posture was as steady as a rock. He is the captain of the Black Panther team, codenamed "Black Panther". He raised his hand and greeted me according to standard military protocol: "Report to Captain Lam! The entire Hac Bao assault team has arrived! Please wait for instructions!" “Team… Captain Lam?” Trieu Dong Lai and Co Ngon froze on the spot. They don't know — Before becoming an undercover police officer, I was the first Captain, and also the only female captain in the history of the Black Panther Team. This task force — was founded by me. And they — only listen to my orders. I pointed at Trieu Dong Lai and the group of special police following him: "Disarm them. Strictly guard them." “Yes!” Hac Bao raised his hand to signal. More than ten members of the assault team quietly rushed in, acting as fast as lightning, without making a single sound. Just a few seconds later — Trieu Dong Lai and his men were disarmed and completely controlled. Trieu Dong Lai was so angry that his whole body trembled. "Lin Tieu! Do you want to rebel or what?!" "High treason?" I walked over, stood in front of him, looked down arrogantly: "Trieu Cuc, it seems you have made a mistake." “I'm not negotiating with you.” “I am giving orders.” My eyes swept over Co Ngon and To Niem. Both were petrified with fear. Especially Co Ngon - He collapsed and sat on the floor, his crotch soaked. A strong, unpleasant smell emanated from him. How pitiful. Is this the man I once loved? A coward to the core. “As for Governor To…” I stopped for a moment, took the paper on the table to wipe off the blood on my hands. “He… will soon personally come here to explain to me.” 13 Downstairs apartment. Sirens blared and military vehicles roared like thunder. The entire building, even the entire residential area, was completely blocked by Hac Bao. There is not a single gap. There's no way out. Co Ngon looked out the window and saw that dense formation and completely collapsed. He knelt down, crawled close to my feet, tears and snot streaming down his face. "Tieu Tieu, you're wrong! You're really wrong!" "It's all because of To Niem! It's him that seduced you! It's him that forced you to take Niem Niem away!" "Everything was made up by him! It has nothing to do with you!" He hugged my leg tightly, begging miserably like a beaten dog. I bowed my head to look at him. Looking at that disgusting face — just felt so disgusting that I wanted to vomit. I kicked him away. “Not related?” “Co Ngon, do you think I'm an idiot?” “Without your signature, who dares to touch my daughter?” “Without your consent, who would dare take away the medicine I left behind?” “Now you dump it all on a woman's head, to clean your hands?” “Are you… still worthy of being a man?” Every word I said was like a knife stabbing into his heart. He fell to the floor, speechless. I don't bother paying attention to him anymore. I walked in front of To Niem. She still holding his amputated finger, trembling and cowering in the corner of the wall. “Now it's your turn.” I said. “Tell me — where is my daughter's pericardium… now?” To Niem raised his head, his eyes filled with venomous hatred. "I do not know!" “I don't know anything!” “Don't try to get anything out of my mouth!” To Niem is still stubborn and stubbornly resists. I laughed. I pulled a chair over and sat straight in front of her. From my pocket, I took out a small tape recorder, then pressed the play button. A familiar voice rang out in the speaker - it was Co Ngon: "...Baby, don't worry, I will definitely get the gene medicine bottle that Lam Tieu left behind for you." "As for that brat's pericardium, I've already contacted the doctor. The surgery will be next week." “By then, my heart disease will be completely cured.” “We can be together forever…” This is the call recording that I just recovered from Co Ngon's phone. He erased it, but I still dragged it into the light. To Niem's face immediately turned white as paper. She glared at Co Ngon, unable to believe it. As for Co Ngon, it was as if his spine had been ripped out, crumbling into a puddle of mud on the floor. I turned off the recorder. “What now?” “Do you still want to say 'I don't know anything'?” My voice was light, but cold like a forest wind on a December night. “To Niem, my patience… has limits.” “Everything my daughter has endured — I will return it to you tenfold, a hundredfold.” I bowed my head and slowly picked up the fruit knife that was still stained with blood. “Now where does it make sense to start?” I used the tip of the knife to move across her face, as lightly as if gliding. “Is it this face?” “Or… your dirty heart, transplanted from my daughter's organs?”