Chapter 6 — The Secret in the Basement B2

At the building's basement exit... There was a person staggering up. That person's face was covered in blood. In his hand, he held up a phone with a smashed screen. While running... That person screamed loudly towards the intersection.

"There are still people inside!"

"They locked everyone in cold storage!"

That scream... Like a bomb exploding in the middle of the street. All the people standing and watching simultaneously turned their heads to look towards the company building. The traffic police did not hesitate any longer and immediately called for backup. This was the first time the man named Luong's face became unsightly. Thieu Chan Hai turned around, intending to return to the car. Manh Ky An rushed to my side and quickly caught me.

"Are you okay?"

"Don't worry about me."

I pointed straight towards the building.

"Basement B2."

He looked at the blood on my forehead, gritted his teeth and stuffed the umbrella into the cameraman's hand. The cameraman immediately picked up the camera and pointed it straight towards the basement entrance. Mieu Tue intended to rush forward to cover the lens. Manh Ky An coldly said:

"Don't you dare touch the camera..."

"I will go live immediately."

Mieu Tue stiffened. Don't dare take another half step. The person who had just run up from the basement fell down in the middle of the rain. I recognized it immediately. That's Tieu Cat, an operations room employee. Normally he is the shyest in the company. Every time we meet, we never dare to speak up. Yet right now... He was trying to crawl out at all costs. Ten fingertips scratched the road until their nails were broken. A traffic policeman immediately ran to help. Tieu Cat grabbed his sleeve tightly, crying and panting.

"Don't let them destroy evidence!"

"Behind the black cloth..."

"Uncle Ma... stuffed in a bag!"

I gently closed my eyes. Stomach cramps every time. Khuong San grabbed the car door. I can't even stand. At that moment, Thieu Chan Hai suddenly shouted:

"He has mental problems!"

"The company is just going through internal procedures."

"He fell and injured himself."

Hearing that, Tieu Cat suddenly raised her head. The blood on his face was smeared everywhere by rainwater.

"You guys lie!"

"You guys tricked us into the basement!"

"You guys say parking registration is just an excuse!"

That entire sentence... was clearly recorded by the camera. Thieu Chan Hai is really panicking. He turned to look at the man surnamed Luong. But... The Luong family no longer spoke up to help him. The police sirens were getting closer. This time there wasn't just one car. At the far intersection... The red and blue police lights kept flashing. At that moment, driver Cao suddenly turned and ran away. He rushed toward the white van. Want to drive away. But as soon as he opened the car door... The person accompanying Manh Ky An rushed towards him and knocked him down. The two immediately struggled in the middle of the rain. Traffic police also quickly rushed over. They forced driver Cao into the car door. He struggled and shouted:

"I don't know anything!"

"It was General Thieu who told me to do it!"

Thieu Chan Hai stood dumbfounded in the rain. Gray face. I looked straight at him.

"Didn't you say..."

"Just ask me a few questions?"

He looked at me. His poisonous eyes looked like they were soaked in poison.

"Nguyen Nam Tu..."

"You ruined your life."

I don't laugh. Just calmly replied:

"I just don't follow the path you guys have laid out."

Scene cars stopped one after another. Several criminal police immediately rushed to the basement. A blockade was quickly pulled in front of the company building. Manh Ky An helped me sit down on the roadside.

"Are the recordings and the piece of paper still there?"

I nodded.

"And the cloud copy?"

"I sent it to you."

He breathed a sigh of relief. There was no relief in my heart. What happened to basement B2? Why did Uncle Ma stand in the rain and wait for me in the middle of the night? Why did you only risk your life to warn me not to go down there... Instead of directly reporting to the police? That series of questions... Just like raindrops. Constantly falling in my head. Ten minutes later... The first group of employees was taken out of the basement. Most were pale. Unsteady steps. Some people have to be helped. As soon as someone arrived, they sat down on the ground and cried. In that crowd... I saw the department head. I also saw some colleagues who were not close to me. When they saw me... Everyone's eyes were coldly complicated. No one opened their mouth to say thank you. On the contrary... They seemed to be afraid of me. Khuong San also realized that. She asked softly:

"Nam Tu... why is everyone looking at you like that?"

I shook my head.

"I don't know."

Until... Ms. Luu of the administrative department was helped out by someone else. Passing by me... She suddenly stopped. Lips trembling.

"Nam Tu..."

"I'll run away quickly."

I was stunned. Ms. Luu's tears immediately fell.

"They said..."

"The list was made by me."

My ears are ringing.

"What list?"

Ms. Luu did not dare to say more. But the policemen looked over. She could only lower her voice and say quickly:

"The people who were called down to the basement last night..."

"All are on the list."

"The last column of the list..."

"It's the order of handling."

"First batch..."

"It's Uncle Ma."

"Second round..."

"It's us."

"Third wave..."