Chapter 12 — The House She Left Behind

Ha Ngoc Mai still hugged him. She had just escaped from fear, her first reaction was still to protect her son. But this time, she didn't speak for him anymore. She just cried and spoke. “How dare you?” “How dare you drag both the youngest aunt and Duong Duong into the water?” Tuong Thua Ze closed his eyes. “At first I didn't intend to do that.” The words that came out of his mouth sounded pale and helpless. But he continued talking. “The company's capital flow is interrupted.” “The bank withdrew the loan, the workers' wages were owed for two months.” “Suppliers block the door every day.” "Luong Van Bach found his son and said that the compensation money for renovating the old area could be used as a bridging loan." "He said that as long as he gets the house certificate and consent documents from relatives, he can disburse a sum in advance." “After the compensation comes back, the books will be balanced.” I asked. “So you stole the house certificate and forged my signature?” Tuong Thua Ze's throat moved. "The signature is made by Luong Van Bach." “But you get the house certificate.” “I know you won't agree.” “I also know that the youngest aunt is soft-hearted.” Ha Ngoc Tran was helped by the police standing outside the door. Hearing this sentence, tears fell from her eyes but she did not say anything. Tuong Thua Ze looked at her. “Youngest aunt, I'm sorry.” Ha Ngoc Tran's voice is very hoarse. "I love you, I don't want you to use that love to deceive me." Tuong Thua Ze's eyes turned red. Finally he could no longer speak. Police officer Khuong told someone to do a preliminary check for him, and at the same time continue to search the file warehouse. In another room on the second floor, they found several printed contracts, an old computer and a stack of blank power of attorney papers. The computer is not turned off. The screen stopped at a table. The table title is List of monitoring compensation benefits for renovation of old areas. My home address is on the first line. Behind there are a few other houses. Officer Khuong's expression darkened. “This is not an isolated incident.” La Khai stood at the door. After seeing the sign clearly, his face also changed. “There are two mortgage projects that passed through the hands of Hang Thai.” “After quitting his job, Luong Van Bach still used the old documents.” Coming here has been much bigger than I thought. At first I thought it was just a cousin from the same street who stole the house certificate. Then I thought the broker and the loan appraisal company were in chaos. Now I understand, someone has long been targeting the list of renovating old areas, choosing families with complicated family relationships, and the owners are easily coerced into taking action. Luu The Binh is just someone standing on stage. Trinh Khai Minh is the connection guy. Tuong Thua Trach is the hand pushed by debt and the psychology of luck. Ha Ngoc Mai is a person blinded by motherly love and favoritism. And Luong Van Bach is the one who connects all the weaknesses. Officer Jiang asked Jiang Chengze. “Where did Luong Van Bach go?” Tuong Thua Ze shook his head. "I do not know." “He came once tonight.” “He said if Duong Duong signed, he would take me somewhere else to hide for two days.” “If you can't sign, I'll take care of everything.” Ha Ngoc Mai's whole body trembled. “He tricked me into saying he would protect me.” Tuong Thua Trach smiled bitterly. “Mom, he fooled everyone.” At that moment, the technical police looked up from the computer. “Captain Khuong, there is a history of emails that have just been sent.” “The recipient is the public mailbox of the project to renovate the old area of the ward.” My heart suddenly tightened. “Send what?” The technical police opened the email. In the attached file is a scan. This is an application to change the account to receive compensation. Delivery time is seven fifty-eight tonight. It wasn't long before we arrived at the tea shop. Police officer Khuong immediately called the project's on-duty staff. After connecting, he briefly explained the situation, requesting a temporary halt to the entire related review process. But after the other person checked the system, his voice immediately became tense. “This application has entered the review process.” “If there is no official blockade document before nine o'clock tomorrow morning, it will automatically move to the next step.” I looked at the receiving account on the computer screen, my palms were cold. At that moment, a new email appeared in the bottom right corner of the screen. The sender

i is the anonymous mailbox. The email subject line is only one sentence. Duong Duong, if you want to stop the compensation, come see me. 13 After that email appeared, everyone in the room stared at the screen. I don't immediately open the attachment. Police officer Khuong told the technical police to back up first. The email content is very short. Forty minutes later, the back door of the old cultural house in the west of the city. Only Duong Duong alone is allowed to come. Bring identification and original documents for renovation of the old area. If it's one minute late, the compensation application will still continue to run through the process. After reading it, I burst out laughing. Luong Van Bach calculated each step very carefully. He knew the police had found Jiang Chengze. We also know that the people at the tea shop have been controlled. So he stopped pretending to negotiate and directly forced the time to be before nine o'clock tomorrow morning. Officer Khuong asked me. “What do you think?” I said.