Seeing this situation, Tong Tu felt uneasy, so he brought all the accumulated experience for a long time to write the book series “Cleaning Oan Tap Luc”. In the book “Tai Oan Tap Luc” there are many unbelievable cases of injustice in an era where technology has not yet developed. Was the victim suffocated in the fire or burned after death? One night in 1238, a fire in the western suburbs destroyed the entire house. After the fire was extinguished, residents discovered a charred body in it. The dead man was originally a builder who had no grudge against anyone in the village. Upon receiving the report of the crime, Tong Tu prison immediately went to the scene. During the autopsy, Master Tong Tu noticed that the corpse had many abnormalities. Moreover, next to the body, the victim intentionally left an autograph written with only one word “Fill” . By using vinegar and alcohol, Tong Tu found traces of the perpetrator’s crime. (Photo: Sohu) Although burned black, but the dead person’s throat is completely clean, there is no soot, based on the principle that if a living person encounters a fire, in the process of breathing will often accidentally inhale a lot of smoke and dust. the dead do not. Therefore, he confirmed the victim was burned after death. Although the fire was extinguished with water, the clues were long gone, but Tong Tu had his own thoughts. He decided to examine it again and found that the dead body had a wound, like being stabbed with a knife. This fatal wound caused the victim to die, then someone set fire to destroy the evidence. Vinegar has the effect of dissolving blood stains, proving that the victim has been killed and then burned. (Photo: Sohu) Master Song Tu ordered his subordinates to clean up the scene, sweep away the dust where the victim’s body was found, and then poured white vinegar and wine on the ground. Just a moment, after the wine and vinegar had evaporated, there was indeed a streak of blood on the floor. Indeed, the victim was stabbed to death, but who committed the crime? According to traditional Chinese medicine, vinegar is warm and has the effect of removing blood stasis, promoting blood circulation, reducing swelling and detoxifying. As for the explanation of modern science, vinegar has the ability to dissolve animal proteins. Therefore, in this case, Master Tong Tu took advantage of the properties of vinegar to affect the hematoma at the scene, causing it to dissolve and appear. The truth is revealed Based on the evidence, Song Xu suspects that the killer is definitely related to the word “Dien” that the victim tried to save at the scene. But with just one word “Fill” how to determine if the victim is targeting the name or something of the offender? After comparing the knife wounds, Tong Tu concluded that the victim had been stabbed to death. (Photo: Sohu) Song Tu sends a head to investigate the relationships surrounding the builder. Clues began to appear, and the head reported that before his death, the victim had come to help a rich man in the village to build a wall. Immediately after the completion of the work, this builder died. At this time, Tong Tu put his doubts on this incident, he looked more closely and discovered that the housekeeper of the rich house was named Dien That , is similar to the word “Fill” that the victim saved. He ordered a search of Tian Qi’s house and found a bloody dagger. Although Tian Qi insisted on arguing, when comparing the wound on the body, it completely coincided with his knife. After interrogation, Dien That admitted that he killed the builder under the orders of the rich man. As it turned out, that year there was a famine, in order to help the poor, Tong Tu Dai proposed to his superiors the plan of using rice from the rich in the village to distribute to everyone. The rich man devised a plan to hire people to build a wall to block the granary because he did not want to divide the rice among the people. But when the victim finished building, the rich man was afraid of revealing the story, so he sent the housekeeper to kill the man and silence him. So, thanks to the application of profound medical knowledge combined with keen observation, Master Tong Tu once again successfully solved the case and exonerated the dead. Simultaneously with this discovery, he contributed significantly to the next generation with many suggestions to find evidence to impeach many perpetrators.

But the son did not just for that matter but only got heatstroke out there. He realized the sun had changed color, in spite of the dark dome year after year. In his mind one after another appeared images of pink silk strings, honey of wet waves, thin glass, the hair of a worm on the leaves, the edge of a stream of woman’s hair as she bent down to kiss.

“Now is September, probably”, he dreamed, “you know from the calendar”. The old man was furious, what about September, whatever color change in the sunlight it was, it was still the sun killing it, and he was almost burned down by it.

“Beautiful is poisonous, that sunlight is like your cheeks,” said the old man. Perhaps he wanted to mention the woman who left him behind. It was also a long time ago, when the son was only nine years old, the old man had also married several more wives, but still regretted his hatred not ceasing. A person’s first love, he said, determines his / her life. Although the son felt that he lost his campaign for mayor, or the loss of his investment in the artificial rain factory, the loss of wealth after a few divorces, it had nothing to do with his first love. But the old man still dragged the mother he could no longer remember, to blame for every risk he had in his life. The past is like the tail getting longer and longer, and I don’t know when it swings back to avoid the damage.

“It’s all in the sun to go fishing in the lake,” said the dreamy son, ignoring his father’s burning attitude, and his father’s helplessness, as if the old man was standing in front of the dying sick child. The old man can hardly stop the memories of a man who used to bathe in the September sun, the one sun that has met once in his life is unforgettable. But the son grew deeper, because it had been seventeen September, before the sun began to melt everything it shone on, and man retreated to the earth, creating the Underworld.

In Underground there is also sunshine, and sun. All are recreated vividly, just like the real thing. Everything is delicately simulated, the sun is tilted early and tomorrow afternoon, the days of artificially cloudy sky, and widespread showers or thunderstorms. Rain and shine are preprogrammed from the beginning of the year, before submitting to the Underground committee, and so that no year is like any other year. People no longer remember the real light, the real atmosphere in the world they left behind when they fled. Even plants and trees are deceived by artificial light, they branch, flower, bear fruit. Sunflowers regardless of the sun, still welcoming flowers. Only rosemary, probably overly sensitive to the environment, was doomed.

But they cannot reproduce the September sun. They couldn’t coat the air mirror, a thin, sweet layer. They do not know how to make the golden color of the sun that makes the leaves of the tree drink well before they do the sowing. So every September, in Underground, there will be a bunch of people who miss the old sun so much, don’t really need to do anything, climb up the dome and look back at the old sky. The children born in Underground don’t know why there is such an absurd nostalgia, they rummaged through thousands of books, searching for pages describing the autumn sun that made them crazy, but they didn’t feel it. OK. The clever word does not fully describe the intensity of the September sun, for it was not born to be described, but let people bathe, drink, numb, or hang from a tree or sink to the bottom; so that people remember the sadness.

Like that guy, lying on the dome forever, not needing anything, looking out there. Relieved of the scene where my husband / father quit his job, lethargic as he died, every September his wife and son would travel with suitcases. Staying Underground does not mean that people give up their passion for moving, nearly plane-speed trains across the oceans, they are always happy to keep their doors waiting for customers. He went upstairs with dome, lying forever Fewer and fewer people were going up there, they forgot the September sun, or had been able to endure it, went to see it. The last news about the sunburn was decades ago, he remembers that the column next to it had written about the summit meeting about patching ozone layer. I don’t know if the sun out there has cooled down yet. Someone must open the Underground door to try it out.

“That day, sitting fishing, seeing the mist evaporating on the lotus leaf,” he said to the old man. And the father was so desperate he didn’t want to say anything, as he saw the prospect of a son opening the door on Underground 86 and walking out.

Imagine someone else remembers the real sun out there, not that people are used to rain and sun and fake sun, like a bird used to cage. Someone else came out, burned down, was better than hiding in a deep pit. Who knows, when the sun has cooled, they won’t say it because everyone living in the cage looks after each other easily.

Text: Nguyen Ngoc Tu – Illustration: Kim Duan