Chapter 13 — Two People Get 748 Points

“It doesn't make sense to talk about those things now.” “Quickly investigate the accusation.” The staff looked at Tham Nhuoc Duong. "The last four numbers of the phone number where the complaint mailbox was registered match my date of birth." “We asked the platform for information.” "In addition, camera images at the internet cafe have also been initially sent." Tham Nhuoc Duong's hand suddenly trembled. She bumped into the paper cup in front of her. Water soaked the table surface. Luu My Quyen immediately put his hand on her shoulder. “Nhuoc Duong's health is not good.” “Everyone, don't scare him.” The employee calmly said: "Just verifying." “Last night at nine fifteen minutes, the denouncing email was sent from an internet cafe in the south of the city.” “The camera recorded a young man entering a private room.” “Leave in ten minutes.” “The temporary information used to log into the machine is related to the account of a food delivery employee.” Tham Duc Thang breathed a sigh of relief. “So it's not a family member.” I calmly said: "Can the food delivery staff have a photo of a copy of my exam notice?" The meeting room was quiet again. The employee continued to say: "The original photo was not taken at the internet cafe." “Based on the image data and time, the photo was taken at four twenty-three yesterday afternoon.” “The location information has been deleted, but the tablecloth and earring box exposed at the edge of the photo are very similar to the environment of the Tham family's living room.” She immediately looked at Tham Nhuoc Duong's ear. She's not wearing pearl earrings today. The two earlobes are empty. Tham Nhuoc Duong bit her lip. “Yesterday there were so many people in the house.” “Anyone can take pictures.” I looked at her. “When that photo was taken, the relatives had not yet arrived.” “I remember very clearly.” “Because I was still washing fruit in the kitchen at that time.” The homeroom teacher asked: "Tham Nhuoc Duong, where were you at four twenty-three?" Tham Nhuoc Duong raised his head, his voice was very soft. “I'm in the living room.” “But I didn't take pictures.” The employee opened another image. “This is a piece of information recovered from the original photo.” "The type of camera device is similar to the phone model Tham Nhuoc Duong registered in the school system." As soon as the sentence ended, Luu My Quyen's face immediately lost all blood. Tham Duc Thang suddenly looked at Tham Nhuoc Duong. “Nhuoc Duong.” “Where is your phone?” Tham Nhuoc Duong immediately hid his hands behind his back. Her voice trembled. "I was not careful and dropped it last night." “Can't turn on the phone anymore.” I laughed. “What a coincidence.” The staff's eyes darkened. “Broken phones can still be checked.” “Please hand over your phone.” Tears immediately welled up in Tham Nhuoc Duong's eyes. “Why does everyone treat me like that?” "Just because you're in bad health, doesn't mean you've done bad things." But the more she cried, the tighter Luu My Quyen's hand held her arm. Because in her pocket, a familiar text message suddenly rang out. That sound was the message notification sound of Tham Nhuoc Duong's phone. 14 Everyone in the meeting room heard the message. Tears on Tham Nhuoc Duong's face stopped halfway. Luu My Quyen's hand is still pressing on her bag. Both of them stiffened. She was the first to arrive. “Didn't you say the phone fell and broke?” Luu My Quyen immediately blocked the bag. “What do you want to do?” "Nhuoc Duong's things, how can you touch them?" Staff stood up. “Mrs. Liu, please cooperate.” “If it involves malicious accusations, we need to preserve evidence.” Luu My Quyen panicked. “People can't arbitrarily search a child's bag.” “He's still just a student.” I looked at her. “When I snatched your phone yesterday, I didn't feel like you were a student.” Her face was pale. Finally, Tham Duc Thang couldn't bear it anymore, walked over and picked up the bag. “Nhuoc Duong, take it out.” Tham Nhuoc Duong cried and shook her head. “Dad, I really didn't do it.” “That's mom's phone.” Liu My Quyen suddenly turned her head to look at her. Those eyes were both surprised and frightened. Tham Duc Thang's movements stopped. The meeting room is even quieter. The staff looked at Luu My Quyen. “Mrs. Liu, please

explain." Luu My Quyen's lips trembled. “Me, I just borrowed Nhuoc Duong's old phone to use for a while.” “My phone is out of battery.” She smiled coldly. “The battery ran out after nine o'clock last night.” “You still haven't paid it this morning?” The homeroom teacher said in a deep voice: "Open it and see." Luu My Quyen hugged the bag tighter. “This is a private matter.” The staff took out the papers. “You can refuse.” “But we will proceed to request support according to the law.” “At the same time, all of today's verification content will be reported truthfully.” The four words "truth" are more effective than any scolding. Tham Duc Thang's face turned pale. He grabbed the bag and pulled out a white phone. The screen is completely intact. Basically not damaged at all. Tham Nhuoc Duong's whole body seemed to have been drained of all its strength. Luu My Quyen reached out to snatch it back. “Mr. Tham!”