Chapter 15 — World Chess Game

“Tham Nguyet, I really raised you in vain!”

“At this point you still think about yourself!”

“For that damn thing, you don't care about your cousin's life or death?”

“I tell you, if he dies because of you…”

"From now on, I'll pretend I don't have this daughter!"

“You will be a sinner for the entire Tham family!”

“...tut tut tut tut…”

The call was interrupted. I stood there, holding the phone, as if my whole body was drained of strength.

“Sinner.”

That's what they call me. My family. In their eyes, I will forever be someone who can be sacrificed, forced to bear the blame, exchanged for the safety of others. No one ever thought… I was also a victim. No one ever asked... whether I was standing at the boundary between life and death. What they care about... is just Tham Hao. And whether I live or die... it doesn't matter. Tears fell, cold and bitter. I turned my head to look out the glass window, the city lights blurred in the water curtain. Not knowing when, Lam Phong stopped the car on the side of the road. He didn't look at me, just gave me a piece of paper.

“Crying doesn't solve anything.”

His voice is still cold.

“They are not worth it.”

Not worth it. I squeezed the paper, wiping away my tears, so hard that I almost hurt myself. I'm not allowed to cry. There's also no time to cry. Tham Hao is stupid, but not worthy of death. More importantly… He was the only one who could have touched that thing. Trieu Thien Thanh arrested him... to force out the whereabouts of the "second contract". I have to save him. Not because of love. But for the truth. Because I have to know where that damn thing is. I raised my head and looked at Lam Phong. My eyes... were no longer shaking.

“To the traffic squad.”

"Right now."

“I have to check that car myself, I have to find out for myself what that demon left behind, no matter how deep it is hidden.”

Lam Phong looked at me, his eyes flashed with surprise, then quickly turned into silent approval, as if he had just confirmed something. He didn't ask another question, just started the car, his voice low.

“Sit tight.”

The black SUV roared like an awakened animal, rushing straight into the night, carrying us into a war with no way back. I know, from this moment, everything has changed. No more running away. It's confrontation. 16 Speed of Death Chu Cycle's network is like an invisible hand, weaving in the night, quietly turning the rigid rules of this city. Before dawn, in the sealed warehouse of the traffic team, there will be a door... opened for us. The price to pay was the last twenty thousand yuan in my account. I don't hesitate. Lost money can be earned back. If my life is lost... there's nothing left to say. The car drove on a deserted road at three o'clock in the morning, the city stripped off its layer of daytime noise, revealing a cold frame like an emotionless steel forest. The streetlights lengthened our shadows on the ground, like two people walking to the execution ground. My heart beat faster and faster as the destination got closer. That white car... what is it hiding? Is the evidence enough to cause Trieu Thien Thanh to collapse? Or is it another trap... waiting for me to step in? Just as the car turned onto the bridge leading to the suburbs, Lam Phong's eyes suddenly turned sharp. He glanced at the rearview mirror, his voice lowered and cold.

"Sit sure."

“We have a tail.”

I turned around. Not far behind, a black van followed quietly, without turning on its lights, like a shark hiding in the dark. It's them. Trieu Thien Thanh's people. Faster than we predicted.

“Cut off the tail!”

My voice trembled. Lam Phong did not answer, just stepped on the accelerator and turned the steering wheel decisively. The car screeched, slid sideways and rushed into the next turn, the force of inertia forcing me to stick to the seat. The smell of burning rubber spread in the air. The car behind was half a beat slow... but immediately chased after it. The hunt begins. Lam Phong's face in the flickering light was terrifyingly cold, his hands holding the steering wheel as steady as steel. Every acceleration, every lane change... is so precise that there is no room for mistakes. We rushed down the bridge and into the maze-like old neighborhood. The road is narrow, the walls are close, just a little deviation and you will be destroyed. But this place... is his home ground. The SUV squeezed through each narrow gap like a fish, while the car behind began to flounder, its large body causing them to get stuck in each corner. A collision sounded.