Chapter 9 — The Secret in the Basement B2

Like fingernails lightly scratching metal. At first I thought... It was the sound of wind and rain passing through the ventilation duct. Khuong San also heard it. Her face instantly turned white.

"Nam Tu..."

The white cloth... Everyone was dumbfounded. A police officer immediately rushed over. Tear off the white cloth. The person lying on the cart... is indeed Mr. Ma. Gray face. Purple lips. But... My right hand... Is still twitching very slightly. The commander immediately shouted loudly:

"Call an ambulance!"

My mind exploded. Khuong San burst into tears.

"He's still alive..."

I immediately intended to rush forward. But people kept it. The medical staff quickly reached the basement. Uncle Ma was placed on an emergency stretcher. When the stretcher passed me... His eyelids trembled slightly. I bent down.

"Uncle Ma..."

His lips moved for a long time. The sound is so low that it is almost inaudible. I leaned closer to my ear. Uncle interrupted each word.

"List..."

"...no..."

"...give..."

My heart suddenly tightened.

"Give it to whom?"

His eyes opened a very small slit. His eyes slowly turned to the back of the black cloth. Difficulty lifting your finger. Point to the plastic bag containing the phone. Having finished speaking... Uncle fell into a coma again. The stretcher was quickly pushed away. I immediately turned to look at my phone bag.

"Just now he pointed at it."

The commander immediately asked to bring the evidence bag. Inside the transparent plastic bag... There were more than twenty phones. Khuong San's phone was previously taken by Mieu Tue. It is also currently sealed at the scene. Each phone has the owner's name printed on it. One has no label at all. The screen has cracked. Old engine case. Completely different from the type of phone that our company employees usually use. Manh Ky An frowned slightly.

"Whose phone is it?"

No one answered. The technician carefully took out that phone separately. The machine is powered off. There is still water in the gaps on the body of the machine. The commander immediately asked for it to be examined. But I kept staring at that phone. The more I look... The more familiar I become. Last night, when Mr. Ma was sitting in my car... There seemed to be a rectangular object protruding from his pants pocket. When he got off the bus, he gave me a piece of paper... He stuffed the piece of paper in one hand. The other hand is always pressed tightly against the pocket of the pants. That's my backup phone. I immediately spoke up:

"That's Uncle Ma's phone."

Mieu Tue suddenly raised her head.

"Not."

She replied too quickly. So fast that... Everyone turned to look. Mieu Tue's face immediately stiffened.

"I... I just wanted to say..."

"The guard's phone registration list does not have this one."

The commander slowly walked in front of her.

"So how do you know..."

"This phone is not on the registration list?"

Mieu Tue opened her mouth. Couldn't utter a word. At that moment... From the upper floor came the sound of rapid footsteps. A policeman rushed down.

"Found someone in the engine room."

"The enemy is removing the server's hard drive."

"We have it under control."

The commander immediately asked: The policeman glanced at those present.

"An outsourced network technician of the administrative department."

"He said..."

"It was Mieu Tue who told him to come."

Mieu Tue's whole body staggered. I almost couldn't stand. Thieu Chan Hai's face was completely dark. But before she could speak... Mieu Tue suddenly screamed.

"It's not just me!"

"I just did as he said!"

She raised her hand and pointed directly at Thieu Chan Hai.

"He was the one who told me to open the cold storage!"

"It was he who ordered driver Cao to drag Mr. Ma there!"

Thieu Chan Hai looked at her coldly.

"You're crazy."

Mieu Tue cried and shook her head.

"I'm not crazy."

"You said it yourself..."

"If we can trick everyone into going to the basement before eight o'clock this morning..."

"Wait until the documents are signed..."

"No one will be able to turn this case around again."

Finished signing the document. I immediately grasped that detail.

"What documents?"

Mieu Tue looked at me. His eyes looked like a drowning person who had just grabbed a piece of wood.

"Don't know?"

"That transfer confirmation..."

"The first electronic signature..."

"It's yours."

Just as he finished speaking... The commander's phone rang. After answering the phone... His eyes looking at me became even more complicated.

"Nguyen Nam Tu."

"The identity of the man lying in your house has been verified."

He stopped for a beat.

"He..."

"It's the technician in charge of verifying your electronic signature."