Chapter 14 — The Wedding Was Broadcast Live, I Came Back To Life From The Coffin

“If you let me hold it... then there will only be evil.”

He sighed softly.

“You're still too young.”

“And you…”

“From start to finish, it hasn't changed.”

I took out another stack of files from my briefcase. Then pushed it back in front of him. Luc Hanh lowered his head to look. Finally... His eyes also changed. It's a DNA test. Model number 1: Luc Hanh. Sample number 2: Hua Minh Chau, stored sample collected by the project team in accordance with legal procedures. Probability of blood relationship: 99.9999%.

“How did you get my DNA sample?”

"At the old house of the Luc family where he lived before going abroad, the housekeeper still kept a razor used when traveling."

I calmly replied.

“Tham Thua Chuong handed it over to the police.”

“He thought he had erased his identity.”

“But I forgot to delete the old items.”

Luc Hanh stared at me. Then suddenly burst into laughter.

“This can only prove that Minh Chau is my daughter.”

"That's right."

I nodded.

“So... there's also this.”

The second document... Is a diagram of the entire path of funds that Luc Hanh has transferred over the years from overseas funds to Chu Lam, the sanatorium, and shell companies of the Tham family. The third document... Is the original data recovery report of the threatening email my mother received a week before the accident. The fourth document... is the testimony of the driver's family who directly caused the accident that year. Luc Hanh turned to the last page. His face completely darkened.

“That driver is dead.”

“But his son is still alive.” I calmly replied. "For many years now, every month you have transferred money to him, calling it hush money. Unfortunately... last month you stopped transferring money."

Luc Hanh looked at me. I also looked straight at him. Two seconds later, he smiled softly.

“Mian Mien, do you know?”

“What you have most in common with me... is that you are cruel enough.”

I shook my head.

“I'm not like you.”

He leaned back.

“Even if I hand over all the evidence, at best I can only track down a few foreign investment funds and the people who act on my behalf.”

“You can't catch me.”

“Who said you still have a chance to hide behind them?”

Luc Hanh's expression slightly paused. The reception room door was pushed open. The person in charge of the project team led people in.

“Luc Hanh.”

“He is suspected of being involved in cases of attempted murder, money laundering, infringement of commercial secrets and many other crimes.”

“Please cooperate with the investigation.”

Luc Hanh did not move at all. He looked at me. For the first time... A look of genuine surprise appeared on that face.

“How do you know I will return to my country?”

I calmly replied:

“Because you really want to see me bow with your own eyes.”

He was silent.

“Someone like you will never trust victory to a phone call or an email.”

I continued talking.

“You must sit in front of me yourself.”

“See with your own eyes me sign the contract you gave me.”

“Just like that year... he insisted on seeing my mother's submission with his own eyes.”

Luc Hanh slowly stood up.

“But she did not yield.”

“So... you lost for the first time.”

I looked at him being handcuffed.

“Today... is the second time.”

When being escorted to the door. Luc Hanh suddenly turned his head.

“I think that's the end Is it over yet?”

“Behind me... there are still people.”

I nodded.

“I know.”

He was stunned. I took out my phone. On the screen is a notification that the application for cross-border investigation coordination has been successfully sent.

“So…”

“I never intended to arrest only you.”

Luc Hanh stared at me. The gentleness in his eyes finally disappeared. Only resentment remains.

“Hua Tri Mien...”

“There will come a day when you will regret it.”

I laughed.

“Get in line.”

“People want to see me regret so much.”

“You have to get the number first.”

The young police officer standing next to him couldn't help but coughed softly. After Luc Hanh was taken away. The reception room became quiet again. My mother's photo still hangs on the wall. The sunlight shines in from the window. Falling right on the hem of her white blouse. I stepped forward. Gently wipe away a speck of dust on the photo frame. I said softly.

“I caught him.”

No one answered. But I feel... The string has always been tight in my heart for the past three years. Finally... Quietly dropped. A few months later. The cases are successively transferred to the prosecution stage. Tham Ky Bach repeatedly asked to be released on bail pending trial. But all were rejected. Hua Minh Chau completely collapsed in the detention camp. She repeatedly asked to see me. I'm not going. After that, she asked her lawyer to convey her statement.