Chapter 16 — The House She Left Behind

"If someone takes the video, bank card and signature confirmation of Aunt Ha to confirm, her part will be transferred separately." I finally understood why Luong Van Bach kept biting my mother's card. He didn't just want to forge my signature. He also wanted to turn his mother's share into something she actively ceded. Thus, even if I later claim compensation for ownership rights, the other money in the old area renovation project will still turn into a more difficult lawsuit. Ha Ngoc Tran's face is transparent white. She said in a low voice. “I never knew I had this.” I held her hand. “What grandmother left for me is not troublesome.” "It's because she's afraid that no one will protect her mother in the future." Tears immediately welled up in her eyes. Ha Ngoc Mai stood next to her, bowing her head, unable to say a word. She always thought she was fighting for a path for her son. But now I know that what I want to pry open is not only my house, but also the peace of the second half of my sister's life. Finally, police Khuong finalized the plan. I went to the hospital, but didn't act alone. Two female police officers changed into plain clothes and followed me upstairs. The remaining people arranged themselves downstairs and on the emergency exit. Ms. Lam's mother stayed in the ward with her, continuing to supplement the protest file. Ha Ngoc Mai also stayed. She must write an explanation, admitting the original context of the video that was cut, and admitting the process of making the bank card. Before leaving, my mother stuffed an old cloth bag for me. Inside is a red string left by my grandmother and a faded piece of peace jade. “When I was little, I was afraid of the dark. Grandma always put this under my pillow.” "In the past, my mother always thought that if she could avoid it, she would avoid it. Just hold on a little and it will pass." "I just learned tonight that some things can be avoided once, but someone else will take it from you a second time." I clasped the pearl of peace in the palm of my hand. “Mom is in the ward waiting for you.” “This time no one accepts for anyone else.” She nodded vigorously. At ten minutes past eleven, I arrived at the Second People's Hospital. The light in the dormitory hall was white, the air mixed with the smell of disinfectant and boxed lunches. The elevator goes up and down continuously at night, the patient's family leans against the wall and falls asleep. The seventh floor is quieter than expected. The nurse's counter had only one young female nurse entering medical records. She raised her head to look at me and then looked down again. I walked to the end of the hallway and my phone rang. Manh Thu sent a message. Don't go into the hospital room. Go to the emergency stairs. I raised my eyes to look at the female police officer in plain clothes next to me. She nodded slightly, pretended to answer the phone, then walked one step ahead towards the emergency stairs. I follow. As soon as the door was pushed open, an arm reached out from the darkness and stuffed a kraft paper bag into my lap. Manh Thu wears a mask, his eyes are bloodshot. “The backup is in there.” “I just ask you to protect my younger brother.” I did not respond to her pleas. “Where is the original?” Manh Thu bit her lip. “The original is not with me.” “Luong Van Bach took it away.” I asked. “Where is he now?” Just as Manh Thu was about to speak, a light noise suddenly sounded above the emergency staircase. It's like someone stepped on an iron ladder. The plainclothes policewoman immediately raised her head. Manh Thu's face suddenly changed. “He's here.” The next second, the stair light turned off. In the darkness, someone laughed softly. “Duong Duong, you are indeed harder to fool than your mother.” 17 The moment the stairs lights went out, a female police officer in plainclothes pulled me behind. Manh Thu was so scared that he could barely stand. Her shoulder collided with the wall, and the kraft paper bag slid off my lap. I bent down to pick it up, and just as my finger touched the corner of the bag, a metal cup rolled down from the stairs. The cup hit the steps, making a deafening sound. The female police officer in plain clothes spoke in a low voice. “Don't move.” In the headset came the voice of police officer Khuong. “There is an abnormality in the emergency exit on the seventh floor.” “Block all exits.” In the darkness, that man did not go down anymore. It seemed he just wanted to confirm our arrival. A few seconds later, the upstairs safety door was pushed open with a bang. The sound of footsteps fades away. A female police officer in plain clothes chased after him. Another female police officer protected me v

Manh Thu retreated to the hallway. The hallway light is still on. The young nurse at the counter raised her head, her face filled with panic. “What happened?” No one answered her. Manh Thu held the wall, panting. I picked up the paper bag, opened it and looked. Inside there was a USB, several copies and an old business card. The photo on the business card is Manh Thu. The unit section does not say ward, but is an outsourced service company. She is not lying on this point. I asked her. “Was it Luong Van Bach just now?” Manh Thu shook his head. “I can't see clearly.” “But only he knows I will leave my things on the emergency stairs.” I stared at her. “So why didn't he directly rob it?” Manh Thu's face became even whiter. It seems she also thought about this problem. The opponent did not come to steal the bag. He came to confirm we got it. In other words, there may be real things in this bag, or there may also be something he wants us to see.