Chapter 3 — Twenty Years of Reclaiming Justice

Less than ten minutes later. A middle-aged man wearing glasses, looking polite, leading a tall and thin male student hurriedly walked over. He is the block leader. Trieu Ve Dong. And the person walking behind is his beloved son. Trieu Khai. As soon as he arrived, Trieu Ve Dong saw Principal Vuong's ugly face. Next, his eyes stopped on four Maybachs and four men standing in front of them. His pupils twitched slightly. But he quickly regained his composure. He immediately showed the appearance of leadership.

“Principal Wang, what happened?”

"What kind of system is there in front of the school gate?"

Vuong Kien Nghiep wiped the sweat from his forehead. Point your finger at me.

“Old Trieu, this is the mother of student Tham Nguyet Nguyet.”

“She said... Trieu Khai spread fake news, and Ms. Liu Diem bullied students.”

Only then did Trieu Ve Dong turn to look at me. His eyes were filled with scrutiny and contempt.

“Are you Tham Nguyet Nguyet's mother?”

He evaluated me from top to bottom. Arrogant tone.

“I heard what Miss Liu said.”

“Your daughter has some psychological problems and is quite sensitive.”

“But as a parent, you can't blame everything on the school and teachers, right?”

Behind him. Trieu Khai crossed his arms across his chest. The corner of his lips curled up into a contemptuous smile. That look was like looking at an unreasonable crazy person coming to cause trouble. I don't pay attention to Trieu Ve Dong. My eyes stopped on Trieu Khai's face. It's this face. It was this person who pushed my daughter to the end.

“Trieu Khai.”

I slowly spoke up.

“I'm only asking you once.”

“Those edited photos on the school forum and those dirty rumors... were they done by you?”

Trieu Khai didn't expect me to call him by his name. He paused for a second. Then raise your neck defiantly.

“What if?”

"If he doesn't know how to keep himself, can he still blame others for what he says?"

“Isn't refusing me because you want to hang me up, waiting to sell me for a higher price?”

A resounding slap. No one had time to see what had just happened. Co Bac's figure has returned to its original position. As if he had never moved. But a bright red handprint appeared on Trieu Khai's face. He was beaten until he was stunned. Holding his face, looking at us in disbelief.

“You... you dare to hit me?”

Only then did Trieu Ve Dong regain his composure. He pointed his finger at us, screaming angrily.

"It's a betrayal! It's a betrayal!"

“Dare to publicly assault others right in front of the school gate!”

“I will call the police!”

“Report to the police?”

People who have not spoken up until now. Finally stepped up. Just one step. The invisible pressure from him made Trieu Ve Dong unconsciously step back.

“Headmaster Trieu, right?”

Tham Chu's voice was very calm. But it carries unquestionable prestige.

“Before reporting to the police.”

“I advise you to check who the largest shareholder of Duc Tai school is.”

Trieu Ve Dong was stunned.

“What do you mean?”

“It doesn't mean anything.”

Tham Chu took out his phone. Dial a number.

“Chairman Wang, it's me, Tham Chu.”

“Head of Duc Tai school, Trieu Ve Dong.”

“I don't want to see him anymore.”

“I'll give you ten minutes.”

He immediately hung up. The whole school gate fell into absolute silence. Countenance Trieu Ve Dong turned red like a pig's liver. Clearly he did not believe that just one phone call could decide his fate.

“You... you stop scaring people!”

"I'm telling you, this isn't over yet! I..."

He hadn't finished his sentence yet. The phone rang. A call that he didn't dare not listen to. Chairman of the school board of directors. Chairman Vuong. Trieu Ve Dong hesitated for a few seconds. His face still carried the last bit of hope.

“Hello... Chairman Vuong...”

No one knows what is said on the other end of the line. But his expression was constantly changing. Unbelievable words. To panic. Then finally despair. The phone fell out of my hand. Hit the ground hard. Trieu Ve Dong's entire body seemed to have been drained of strength. Legs are soft. Fall down.

“No… no way…”

He muttered. Empty eyes. Tham Chu didn't even bother to look at him once. He turned to me. The coldness on his face immediately disappeared.

“The first person has been dealt with.”

I nodded slightly. His eyes stopped on the teenager who was clutching his face, looking at us with hateful eyes.

“It's your turn.”

Right at that moment. Luc Minh, who had been silent until now, gently pushed his golden glasses on the bridge of his nose and walked up. In his hand is a tablet.

“Introduction.”

He looked at Trieu Ve Dong whose face was bloodless and Trieu Khai who was panicking.

“I am Luc Minh.”

“A lawyer.”

His voice is neither fast nor slow. But it carries a cold and terrifying pressure.

“According to the provisions of law, acts of insulting the honor and dignity of others or intentionally fabricating or spreading false information that seriously damages the honor and reputation of others can be handled with civil, administrative or criminal sanctions depending on the severity of the violation.”

“What Trieu Khai did caused extremely serious consequences.”

Luc Minh gently touched his finger on the screen. The tablet lit up.

“From now on.”

“We're not talking about feelings.”

“No joke.”

He raised his head. Cold eyes looked straight at the Trieu father and son.

“We talk about the law.”

The light from Luc Minh's tablet screen was cold and scary. He was like a judge reading the final verdict. Each of Trieu Khai's crimes was exposed one by one.

“This is the IP address of student Trieu Khai's social network account.”

“And this is the IP address used to log into the school forum administration system.”

“The two addresses completely match.”

A detailed network diagram appears on the screen. The red seams are intertwined like a giant net. Lock Trieu Khai in the center position. There is no longer any chance to deny. Trieu Ve Dong's face at this moment could no longer be described by the word pale. He was like a dried stone statue. No vitality left. And Trieu Khai was trembling. Mouth constantly mumbling.

“No way…”

“I used the intermediate server…”

“How did you find out…”

Luc Minh gently pushed his glasses frame. Cold light reflects on the glass.

“The intermediary server you use.”

“It's interesting and it's under the management of my brother's company.”

The brother you mentioned. Main is Tham Chu. Tham Chu's group holds nearly half of the cloud computing systems and data centers in the country. Before that absolute technological capacity. Trieu Khai's clever tricks are nothing more than a joke. Trieu Khai's last psychological line of defense completely collapsed. He knelt straight down on the ground.

“I was wrong!”

"Uncle! Aunt! I really know I'm wrong!"

“I was just temporarily confused!”

"I don't dare anymore! I really don't dare anymore!"