Chapter 8 — The House She Left Behind

La Khai stared at the company name, his voice lowered. “This is a company named after Luong Van Bach's wife.” Trinh Khai Minh's legs clearly softened. Officer Khuong looked at him. "Are you still saying you're not close?" Trinh Khai Minh wiped his face with his hand. “I just introduced the project.” "Luong Van Bach said that the Duong family's house has great compensation and renovation potential." “But the owner is young and it's not easy to negotiate.” “He told me to start with the relatives first.” My mother heard this and suddenly raised her head. “You were targeting our house from the beginning?” Trinh Khai Minh did not look at her. “Jiang Chengze is short of money.” “Ha Ngoc Mai protects her son.” “She is soft-hearted.” “These things are not secrets.” My mother's face turned white little by little. Over the years, her gentle personality has become a weakness marked by others. Ha Ngoc Mai sat on a chair, unable to even cry. I asked Trinh Khai Minh. “How do you know where the documents for the renovation of the old area are kept?” Trinh Khai Minh gritted his teeth. "Don't know." “Luong Van Bach just said the original is most likely still in the house.” “The home certificate is just the first step.” “If the debt collector threatens you, he can force you to sign a confirmation of transfer of compensation rights.” La Khai slammed his hand on the table. “So letting us come to your home to pick up your home is also part of the plan?” Trinh Khai Minh shrinks. “It's not what I said.” "It was Luong Van Bach who said your company will definitely be impatient to cut losses." “If someone blocks the door, Duong Duong will panic.” "At that time, Ha Ngoc Mai brought money to mediate and conveniently took the transfer confirmation for her to sign." I looked at Ha Ngoc Mai. “So I didn't bring the two hundred thousand to compensate you.” “But to force me to sign?” Tears rolled down Ha Ngoc Mai's eyes. “I didn't know it was a transfer of compensation.” “They told me just to make a guarantee in advance.” "Later, Thua Trach pays, you won't lose anything." My mother's voice trembled. “Eldest sister, you still say things like that until now.” Ha Ngoc Mai finally collapsed. “What else can you do?” “He is my son.” “He knelt in front of me and said if he didn't make money, the company would be finished and the employees would be finished.” “I only have one child in my whole life.” “I know I'm sorry to you and your mother, but I really don't want you two to lose your home.” I didn't answer her. Because I know, what she said could be true. She never thought about the end result. She just told herself over and over again, get over the hurdle first and then figure it out. But the people she pushed down were me and my mother. Police officer Khuong continued to question Trinh Khai Minh. “Where is Luong Van Bach now?” Trinh Khai Minh shook his head. "Don't know." “He hasn't been using his old phone number lately.” “We all communicated via an old phone.” Police Officer Khuong asked. “Where is the phone?” Trinh Khai Minh was silent. La Khai suddenly stood up. “In your car?” Trinh Khai Minh's expression said it all. Ten minutes later, police found an old black phone in the spare tire cavity of Trinh Khai Minh's car. The phone is not turned off yet. There is an unread message on the screen. The sender has no saved name. The content is only twelve words. Have enough people arrived, has the compensation certificate been signed? Police officer Khuong told Trinh Khai Minh to open the lock. Trinh Khai Minh said he forgot his password. La Khai stared at him. “It's best if you really forget.” As soon as the words ended, the old phone vibrated again. A new message appears. If Duong Duong doesn't sign, throw Ha Ngoc Tran's card statement out. 09 When my mother saw those words, the last bit of blood on her face disappeared. Obviously she didn't take anything, yet a bank card whose whereabouts were unknown was choking her throat. I reached out to help her. Her hands were frighteningly cold. “Duong Duong, mom doesn't take money.” “I know.” I speak very slowly. “I know.” Tears immediately fell from her eyes. This time it's not weakness. It's the self-pity of being dragged into the mud by relatives and strangers. Officer Khuong put the phone in the evidence bag. “This message is very important.” “The opponent is still there

I know Trinh Khai Minh is already in the station.” La Khai suddenly spoke up. "You can use this phone to ask Luong Van Bach out." Officer Khuong looked at him. “How to make an appointment?” La Khai said. “What he needs is a signature.” “Just say that Duong Duong was threatened and agreed to negotiate, but must meet the person with the authority to decide first.” Trinh Khai Minh immediately shook his head. “No way.” “Luong Van Bach is very careful.” “He won't show his face easily.” I looked at him. “So do you know who he will send?” Trinh Khai Minh closed his mouth. Officer Khuong did not push him, just pushed the printed document in front of him. "You testify now and wait for us to investigate before saying, the nature is not the same." Trinh Khai Minh's forehead was sweating. He is not the mastermind. But absolutely not clean. There was calculation and regret in his eyes. After a long time, he spoke in a low voice.