Chapter 3 — The House She Left Behind

“Do you loan sharks still have any sense?” La Khai's face darkened. “Be careful what you say.” “The interest rate is clearly stated in the contract.” “When your son received the money, he didn't say we were unreasonable.” Officer Khuong raised his hand. “Let's not quarrel.” The hallway was quiet again. Officer Khuong asked me. “Where is the original house ownership certificate?” I shook my head. “Not in my hands.” “While I was on a business trip, my mother gave the spare key to Tuong Thua Trach, Ha Ngoc Mai's son.” “He went into my bedroom and searched for the house certificate.” My mother bowed her head, tears falling. Officer Khuong looked at her. “Is that true?” My mother choked. "Correct." “I thought it took medical records.” “I didn't expect it would steal the house certificate.” Ha Ngoc Mai immediately said. “Don't say such harsh words.” “Thua Trach just borrowed it for use.” I looked at her. “Borrow it?” “Borrow my signature, borrow my house certificate, borrow 5.5 million yuan?” Among the neighbors, someone spoke in a low voice. “Isn't that still called stealing?” Ha Ngoc Mai's face turned red. She looked at my mother. “Ngoc Tran, are you just going to stand there and watch him force me like that?” My mother's shoulders trembled. In the past, as long as Ha Ngoc Mai said that, my mother would immediately give way. When I was a child, my grandmother's family divided things and my mother gave in. My grandmother was in the hospital and needed someone to take care of her, so my mother gave in. When relatives borrowed money and didn't pay back, my mother gave in. But this time, she raised her head. Her voice was very small. “Eldest sister, mother left this house to Duong Duong.” “Can't give in this time.” Ha Ngoc Mai was stunned. It was like she was meeting this younger sister for the first time. “What did you say?” My mother tightened the seam of her pants. "I said, I can't give in." The hallway is even quieter. I took a look at my mother. She cried very hard, but after saying this, her back finally straightened a bit. Officer Khuong placed the contract on the tea table. “Miss Duong, you said the signature is fake, do you have proof?” "Have." I took out my ID, bank card and a few documents with my real signature from my bag. “This has been my signature sample for the past two years.” “The habit of scribbling in signatures on contracts is different.” “In addition, the contract verification phone number is not mine.” La Khai brought the verification record over. Officer Khuong finished watching and frowned. “Who provided this number?” La Khai said. “Broker side.” Police Officer Khuong asked. “Where is the broker?” La Khai looked back. A tall, thin man pushed his way out from behind the crowd. His name is Trinh Khai Minh. Before that he was always silent. His face is more unsightly than anyone's. "It's me." Police Officer Khuong asked. “Who gave you the phone number?” Trinh Khai Minh's throat moved. “Chiang Chengze.” “He said it was the owner's own number.” I looked at him. “Didn't you check your ID?” Trinh Khai Minh avoided my eyes. “At that time, the records were complete.” “He also brought your mother's video.” My mother suddenly raised her head. “What video?” Trinh Khai Minh took out his phone. He opened a chat history. Inside there is a short video. In the video, my mother sat in the living room, talking to the camera. "I know about the house. Thua Trach is a family member, I agreed to let it be used temporarily to rotate capital." My mother's face immediately turned pale. “That's not what I meant!” "That day, Thua Trach said to film it for the bank, just to prove that I agreed to let him take my grandmother's medical records." Ha Ngoc Mai's eyes became confused. I stared at the video. My mother really said those words. But the video has been cut. The beginning and end are cut off. Police officer Khuong also noticed. “Is there an original video?” Trinh Khai Minh shook his head. “I just got this part.” La Khai's face became darker. “So you dare to disburse 5.5 million yuan just based on a cut video?” Trinh Khai Minh is impatient. “Manager La, your side was also very urgent at that time.” “You said the house has a good location and a high loan-to-mortgage ratio.” “I'm just an intermediary.” La Khai gritted his teeth. This sentence dragged himself into it. I'm not in a hurry to speak up. They began to blame each other. This is what I want to see. Officer Khuong finished taking notes and looked at me again. “Just now Ms

What does it mean if the current house cannot be mortgaged? Ha Ngoc Mai also looked at me. La Khai also looked at me. I placed the kraft paper file bag on the tea table. The sound when the bag falls is very soft. But they all stared at it. I pulled out the first document. Above is the announcement of the project to renovate the old quarter of the ward. The time was two years ago. The second sheet is a receipt from the Real Estate Registration Center. The third sheet, I didn't take it out right away. Ha Ngoc Mai's face began to look unusual. “When did you do these procedures?” I looked at her. “The second month after grandma passed away.” Her voice was tense. “Why didn't you tell your family?” “Because the house is mine.” “You have no obligation to report to each relative.” La Khai reached out to get the documents. I keep it. “Don't rush.” “If you want to sell your house, you must at least know what you intend to collect.”