"Even if you can never recover your memories for the rest of your life, I still…"
"Beep beep beep!!!"
The urgent ring of the phone cut off Ve Dinh Tieu's words.
Giai Moc Vi took out her phone and saw that it was a call from Dam Uyen Chi.
A loud voice burst from the other end of the line, amplified several times over.
"Why didn't you reply to my messages!!!!!!!"
"…," Giai Moc Vi held the phone away for a moment, waited for Dam Uyen Chi to finish yelling, then brought it back to her ear. "What's wrong?"
"I discovered! A secret! That! Shakes! The! Heavens!"
Dam Uyen Chi was so excited that even when Giai Moc Vi was driven back to the law firm by Ve Dinh Tieu, the excitement still hadn't died down.
As she got out of the car, Giai Moc Vi suddenly remembered and asked him, "Ah right, I think you didn't finish what you were saying earlier, right? If I really can't recover my memories in the future… then what?"
Then what?
Ve Dinh Tieu chuckled softly. "Nothing. Hurry and go find out what this earth-shattering secret is."
The romantic atmosphere evaporated instantly. They'd talk about it next time.
And the secret Dam Uyen Chi spoke of was indeed big, but absolutely not worthy of being called "earth-shattering."
But seeing how excited she was, Giai Moc Vi cooperated and put on a shocked face. "Oh my god! Ton Duc Linh and Dieu Tinh Phong are dating?!"
Dam Uyen Chi spread out the photos she took, looking extremely proud. "See! I was shocked too! I waited all morning at the entrance of Ton Duc Linh's company, and at noon I saw Ton Duc Linh and Dieu Tinh Phong having lunch together and I even got photos! They looked really familiar with each other!"
"…," Giai Moc Vi.
"And I even overheard their conversation! It sounds like Ton Duc Linh wants to sell all her assets to Dieu Tinh Phong!"
Now that was important.
Giai Moc Vi frowned. "Sell everything to Dieu Tinh Phong?"
That was strange.
According to Lam Pham, the restaurant he managed was doing very well.
And Ton Duc Linh's assets were perfectly fine.
"In a situation where nothing has gone wrong, suddenly selling off all her assets quickly… apart from wanting to do something drastic, there's only one thing I can think of." Giai Moc Vi said.
Dam Uyen Chi leaned in, curious. "What thing?"
Giai Moc Vi smiled mysteriously and asked her for the contact information of someone.
It was the same person whose case was taken by Khuong Tich Yen before her memory loss, a plaintiff who had been violently pursued by debt collectors, which eventually led them to Dieu Tinh Phong.
Dieu Tinh Phong didn't expect the young lawyer to reach out to him first.
"A rare guest," he said, sitting on the sofa in his club, a cigar between his fingers as he looked at Giai Moc Vi with amusement. "A figure like you voluntarily contacting me?"
His tone carried a hidden edge, probably because he still remembered how she'd quoted sky-high fees at him before.
Since Giai Moc Vi refused mediation, two of his underlings had been sent to prosecution.
Although they had been handed over to the prosecutor's office, the matter wasn't completely hopeless.
According to Ve Dinh Tieu, the two were extremely loyal to Dieu Tinh Phong and refused to reveal anything. The only thing they ever admitted was his nickname.
But after they were detained for some time, Ve Dinh Tieu managed to uncover some details about Dieu Tinh Phong's background.
He had once been in prison.
For economic crimes, he served five years in Osaka.
Released only three years ago.
Anyone who had spent time behind bars carried a certain corrupt, eerie aura with them.
As if they had just crawled out of a coffin, making anyone facing them feel uneasy and chilled.
Dam Uyen Chi shuddered.
She grabbed Giai Moc Vi's sleeve tightly.
Giai Moc Vi remained unfazed. Even though she came to him voluntarily this time, she wasn't here to beg.
"I can help your men get a letter of forgiveness."
Dieu Tinh Phong froze for a moment, and the people behind him began to chuckle.
Once he finished laughing, his expression grew serious. "Did I hear that correctly? Lawyer Giai, are you joking? They've already been sent to prosecution, what use is a letter of forgiveness now?"
"Although they've been prosecuted, according to legal procedure, if the victim is willing to write a forgiveness letter and submit it to the court before the trial, the sentence can be reduced. I can also testify that although they kidnapped me, they released me safely before the police arrived. That is considered an 'incomplete offense.'"
Mhm…
Although it was still kidnapping.
But normally, if it caused no injuries or serious consequences, the likely result was a suspended sentence under three years or a fine.
With a forgiveness letter, it would be even easier, most likely just a fine.
Keeping his men detained was useless; they had already been prosecuted. Using them as leverage wasn't a bad idea for Giai Moc Vi.
So far, the Metropolitan Police Department hadn't touched the Poker organization yet.
Perhaps because Giai Moc Vi and the others hadn't said anything.
Dieu Tinh Phong felt reassured.
If that was the case…
As their boss, he couldn't ignore his subordinates. Paying a fine was manageable. Get them out first, then figure out the rest.
He lit his cigar, expression unchanged, though his mind was already weighing options. "I know negotiations with lawyers require courtesy. So tell me, what do you want?"
Giai Moc Vi smiled. "Nothing much. During the trial the day after tomorrow, testify that Ton Duc Linh attempted to sell all her shares and properties."
His expression remained cold. "Ton Duc Linh is my business partner. Why would I betray a client for you?"
Giai Moc Vi corrected him with a wave of her hand. "No, no, no. You wouldn't be betraying her for me. You'd be doing it for your loyal subordinates, those who would rather face sentencing than betray you."
It was the same expression.
That innocent look she always wore at the law firm.
"Mr. Dieu, would you sacrifice your customer's privacy to protect your own men and save a bit of money?"
"…," Dieu Tinh Phong.
"Miss Moc Vi, no one is more suited to being a lawyer than you. Your 'by any means necessary' personality, I admire it," he said.
Thirty minutes later,
Giai Moc Vi, who would do anything to win a case and was willing to negotiate with the underworld, got exactly what she needed. Dieu Tinh Phong, in return, got his forgiveness letter.
She now understood the reason behind Ton Duc Linh's desire for divorce.
Next came the other matter,
Proving that Lam Pham wasn't cheating.
"How are you going to handle it?" Dam Uyen Chi asked.
Giai Moc Vi opened her drawer, took out a camera, handed it to her friend, and said, "We're going to recreate the scene."
Dam Uyen Chi blinked. "Recreate? How exactly?"
"Of course we'll need a man with a height similar to Lam Pham to reenact it."
Ve Dinh Tieu was perfect for that.
Giai Moc Vi recalled the posture in the photo, then decisively pulled out her phone and typed a message to Ve Dinh Tieu.
[Can you help me with something small? I'll definitely repay you afterward.]
At the Metropolitan Police Department, Investigation Team One, Violent Crimes Division No.3
Lang Trac Uan leaned against the wall as he entered, his uniform covered in dust. The others behind him also looked exhausted.
He sat across from Ve Dinh Tieu and collapsed into the chair. "Every crime scene visit feels like shedding a layer of skin."
Ve Dinh Tieu didn't look up. "Still not used to it?"
Lang Trac Uan rubbed his shoulder and sighed. "A high-energy guy like you shouldn't mock others. What are you looking at? The intentional injury case of Dao Trach Uyen ten years ago? Why?"
"Just bored," Ve Dinh Tieu replied.
"Then you're really bored." Lang Trac Uan stood and went to pour himself a glass of ice water. Glancing at the clock, he said, "It's late, aren't you going home?"
"No."
Seeing his strange mood, Lang Trac Uan chuckled. "Did you two fight?"
"…," Ve Dinh Tieu.
While waiting for his drink, Lang Trac Uan rambled, "Even if you think you're not wrong, you should still be the bigger person. Lower your pride and apologize. Even if it's unfair, well, we're men hey? Dinh Tieu? Ve Dinh Tieu??"
When he turned around,
The chair was empty.
The door to their office was still trembling slightly, clearly someone had rushed out without closing it.