Chapter 10 — The House She Left Behind

I asked. “What if they really used Tuong Thua Ze to force a signature?” Officer Khuong looked at me. “You won't actually sign.” “But it might make them think you'll sign.” My mother immediately grabbed my hand. “I don't want you to go.” She spoke very softly, but it was as if each word was pressed from her chest. I looked at her red, swollen eyes. “Mom, they're not just targeting me.” “They included mom's card, mom's video, and even aunt's weakness.” “We take one step back, they will take ten steps forward.” Ha Ngoc Tran's hand shook for a long time, then slowly let go. She didn't advise me anymore, just said. “Then mom will go too.” I shook my head. “Mom, go, they will take advantage of you.” "Mom stays and coordinates with police Khuong to investigate the card." Ha Ngoc Tran's eye sockets turned red again. All her life, she was most afraid of bothering others. But now troubles have been imposed on her. She could only learn to stand up little by little. At 7:30 p.m., the police had finished setting up. Ha Ngoc Mai brought a blue copy of the file to the tea shop at the request of the other party. The original was kept by the police, in a bag placed documents of identical appearance. I didn't go in with her. I sat in the car opposite the tea shop, I could hear her gasping through the headphones. La Khai sat in another car. He proactively provided Luong Van Bach's old records and took notes on Hang Thai's internal projects. He didn't do it to help me. Mainly to prove that I am not an accomplice in this trap. But at this moment, stance is more important than motivation. At exactly eight o'clock, Ha Ngoc Mai entered her private room on the third floor. There was only one man in the room wearing a gray shirt. He was about fifty years old, his hair was neatly combed, and he wore an old watch on his wrist. Ha Ngoc Mai's voice tensed up. “General Manager Liu.” Luu The Binh smiled. “Miss Ha, sit down.” “Where is Duong Duong?” Ha Ngoc Mai said as the police taught. “It's downstairs.” “It is not assured about Thua Trach.” “It said we had to hear Thua Trach's voice first.” The smile on Liu The Binh's face faded. "Young people don't understand things, but like to impose conditions." Ha Ngoc Mai bit her lip. "His house was almost lost. It's normal to be afraid." Luu The Binh opened the teapot and slowly poured a cup. “The house cannot be lost.” “What she signed was only a temporary confirmation of compensation benefits.” "After the money comes back, Thua Trach pays off all the debt, you are still a family." Ha Ngoc Mai bowed her head, tears falling on the back of her hand. “Now I just want to know my son is alive.” Liu Shiping took another phone from his pocket. He didn't call, just played a recording. Tuong Thua Ze's voice came out weakly. “Mom, sign it.” “I can't stand it anymore.” Ha Ngoc Mai's whole body trembled. In the car, my hands also tightened. Officer Khuong spoke in a low voice into the headset. “Keep calm.” Ha Ngoc Mai asked hoarsely. “When was this recording?” Luu The Binh raised his eyes to look at her. “Miss Ha, you are not qualified to ask the time right now.” “Call Duong Duong up.” “If she doesn't sign, Tuong Thua Ze won't be able to go home tonight.” At that moment, my phone lit up. Phuong Nghien sent a screenshot. In it was the text conversion of a voice message Tuong Thua Ze sent her three days ago. If something happens to you, don't trust Liu Shiping. The person who really watches over him is surnamed Luong. 11 I showed the screenshot to police officer Khuong. He just took a look and immediately told the synchronist to inform outside forces. In the headset, Ha Ngoc Mai is still spending time in her private room. “General Manager Liu, Duong Duong is cowardly.” “You have to at least let me say a few words to him.” Liu Shiping looked at her. “Miss Ha, you were much more decisive before than now.” Ha Ngoc Mai's face turned pale. “Before, I thought it was just a loan.” “I didn't know you guys wanted compensation.” Luu The Binh sighed. “What you say makes no sense.” “Isn't it the same where money comes from?” "The Tuong Thua Trach company needs to live, my son needs to live, and my sister's family needs to use some of the money in the future to turn around." “Isn't this the least annoying way?” Ha Ngoc Mai raised her head to look at him.

“What about Duong Duong?” “On what basis can we force him to accept it?” Luu The Binh burst out laughing. “Based on the fact that all her family members are willing to beg her for Jiang Chengze.” That sentence was like a knife, stabbing to the point that Ha Ngoc Mai was finally unable to say a word. I sat in the car, listening until my chest choked. The scariest thing about these people is not that they know how to forge signatures. It's that they unravel their relationship into strings, then use those same strings to strangle others. Officer Khuong spoke in a low voice. “Duong Duong, prepare to go upstairs.” I nodded, picked up the police file bag and prepared it. Inside is a blank certificate that has no legal effect. As soon as I opened the car door, La Khai suddenly called back. “Wait.” I turned my head. La Khai's face was serious. “In the past, Luong Van Bach had a habit.” “He doesn't trust other people to do the final step.”