My name is Zeng Jing, the son-in-law of a wealthy family, but I have time powers

The plane landed at Changbaishan Airport.

Zeng Jing walked out of the airport and got into a taxi.

"Master, go to Wulitun, Baishan Town."

"Brother, Wulitun is not close. Calculated by the kilometer, it's at least more than 200."

"If you don't use the clock, can you run away with two hundred? It's better than waiting for the guests slowly."

"Okay, then I will take a trip, but only outside the village, not into the village."

"Then wait for me for a while, and I'll go to the roadside to buy a folding electric bike."

Zeng Jing didn't need to bargain at all. She bought it for only a few hundred yuan. Nowadays, this kind of small electric car is not expensive.

The driver was very talkative. He chatted with his friends on WeChat in the car, and sometimes chatted with Zeng Jing.

I didn’t feel lonely during the journey, and Wulitun arrived soon.

Zeng Jing moved the electric bike down, got on it and left.

When I bought it, I asked the boss that the battery of this car was fully charged and it would be no problem to run dozens of kilometers.

The roads in the village are okay, and the main road is also a cement road.

When Zeng Jing saw the villagers on the roadside, she went down to say hello. When the smoke started to circulate, someone immediately asked who her relative was.

"The Zhao Jiaqiang family has not interacted with each other for many years. The elderly want to come and have a look. I will explore the way first."

"Young man, Zhao Jiaqiang moved to the town more than ten years ago, bought a car and a house, and became rich. Now he basically doesn't come back."

"Why do you make so much money in business? I seemed very poor back then."

"Don't mention it. I drove a big truck for someone else, and my monthly salary was five thousand. I stopped working after half a year. I heard that I made a lot of money by reselling fruit in partnership with others. Who knows?"

"Selling fruit? Who do you partner with?"

"I don't know. It's so mysterious. No one will tell me if I ask him. Since the fruit business is so profitable, why didn't he stop doing it? I heard he is now running a rental business."

"Do you have a phone number? You came all the way to see me."

"No, but his house is easy to find. He is a small three-story building in the center of the town. The first floor is a front room that has been rented out. Someone has opened a small supermarket there."

Zeng Jing immediately knew what was going on and rode an electric bike to Baishan Town. The distance was not far, probably less than ten kilometers.

The small supermarket in the middle of the town is easy to find. It's not a large supermarket, it's just a store run by an individual, and it doesn't even have a cash register.

After asking the store owner, he confirmed that the landlord was Zhao Jiaqiang.

Zeng Jing casually bought a pack of cigarettes and a bottle of drink, and then got Zhao Jiaqiang's phone number.

Zeng Jing set up the recording in advance and then called Zhao Jiaqiang.

"Who are you? What's the matter?" Zhao Jiaqiang immediately became vigilant when he saw it was an unfamiliar number.

"I'm teaching you from the underworld, Zhao Jiaqiang. Someone is investigating the car accident that year. You'd better keep it secret." Zeng Jing decided to make a strange move.

"Who is investigating? Isn't the case closed? What car accident? Nothing, I don't know you."

"Very good, that's the answer. You don't know about the Nether Sect. We have nothing to do with it. Don't show your flaws. I can make you rich and impoverished."

"I don't know you, please don't call me again, and I haven't taken your money."

"Watch your mouth, bye."

Zhao Jiaqiang broke into a cold sweat after hanging up the phone. The Nether Sect has existed for decades, and its strength is unfathomable. He could check it even after changing his phone number several times. It was terrifying.

He had always wanted to cut off the relationship with the Nether Sect, but unexpectedly he had contact again. Zhao Jiaqiang felt deeply afraid.

It would not be a good thing to be targeted by a cult that eats people without spitting out their bones.

Although he only spoke a few words, Zeng Jing had already judged a lot of truth.

First of all, Zhao Jiaqiang has a deep memory of the car accident that year and is afraid of someone investigating.

Secondly, Zhao Jiaqiang accepted the other party’s money because Zeng Jing never mentioned the money at all, but Zhao Jiaqiang specifically emphasized that he had never received any money.

There is no 300 taels of silver here, and he has exposed himself.