Chapter 10 — The Secret in the Basement B2

All the sounds in my ears seemed to be swallowed by the rain. Technician authenticates electronic signature. Transfer confirmation. My employee number. My home address. And the pool of blood in the living room. Each fragmented puzzle... As if being quietly put together by an invisible hand. But what appeared... It wasn't just Uncle Ma's death. An asset transfer plan has been calculated in advance. I looked straight at Thieu Chan Hai.

"What are you planning to deliver?"

He didn't answer. Mieu Tue has completely collapsed. Held tightly by the police, she cried until her makeup was smudged.

"I... I don't know exactly how much money it is."

"I only know what General Thieu said..."

"The money in the company account absolutely cannot be left behind."

Khuong San suddenly raised his head.

"Thirty million on the books?"

Mieu Tue trembled. Khuong San's face immediately changed.

"That's the project deposit."

"Next week it must be delivered to the partner."

Manh Ky An immediately asked:

"What if that money disappears?"

Khuong San bit his lip.

"The company will be sued by its partners."

"The person directly in charge of the process will be responsible."

She turned to look at me.

"Nam Tu..."

"You're a project assistant."

"A lot of the processes in the system are in your name."

Finally... I understand. Why am I in the third round of processing? It's not because they plan to deal with me in the end. They want to push all the blame on me. The first batch was Uncle Ma. Because you accidentally saw the truth. The second wave was the employees who were called to the basement. Or to be a witness. Or being forced to sign additional documents. It's the final piece of the puzzle. Wait for the electronic signature to complete. The computer will save all traces under my name. The technician died right in my house. Plus the announcement was released to the company group. I will become... The document thief. Embezzlement of company money. Murder gag. Then ran away. I smiled softly. The voice was so dry that even I felt strange.

"General Thieu..."

"You really arranged it well for me."

Thieu Chan Hai finally opened his mouth.

"Your imagination is too rich."

The commander coldly spoke:

"Shao Chan Hai."

"Please cooperate with the investigation."

Driver Cao was handcuffed and taken aside. Mieu Tue was also escorted away. The man surnamed Luong stood in the corner of the room. His face was even more unsightly than before. He intended to leave quietly. But a policeman immediately stepped forward to stop him.

"Mr. Luong."

"Please stay to clarify some issues."

The man named Luong coldly replied:

"Do you know whose I am?"

The commander looked straight at him.

"I don't care who you are."

"Today..."

"No one here is allowed to leave."

That one sentence... Made the entire B2 basement fall silent. But... It's not over yet. The technician is lying in my house. If he dies... All the doubts on my body will never be washed away. If he were still alive... He would be the most important witness. I immediately asked:

"How are my family members?"

The commander replied:

"There are still signs of life."

I breathed a sigh of relief. But only half. Right after that... He continued.

"The scene also found a bloody fruit knife."

"Above The knife handle has your fingerprints on it."

Khuong San immediately lost his voice.

"No way!"

On the contrary... I didn't seem too surprised. Things have come to this. There's an extra knife... It's not strange. I just calmly asked:

"Where was the knife found?"

The commander looked at me for a few seconds.

"Under the tea table."

I gently closed my eyes. Under my tea table... There is a drawer. Keep a spare key inside. Some old contracts. And the small knife I still use to slit parcels. If they find that same knife... There are my fingerprints on the handle... It's too normal.

"That's not a murder weapon."

I said calmly.

"It's just an object that's already in my house."

"The real murder weapon..."

"No one would be stupid enough to leave it at the scene."

The commander did not draw conclusions. At that moment... Manh Ky An suddenly asked me:

"Is there a camera in your living room?"

I shook my head. But just as I said that... I suddenly remembered something.

"It's at the door."

"I installed a doorbell with a camera myself."

"Data is saved in the cloud for seven days."

The commander immediately requested data export. I read the login account. A few minutes later... The colleague upstairs sent the recording down. Everyone immediately gathered around a tablet. The frame appears. 03:16 am.