The task force members said with stern faces:

"A certain person from the New Jersey Jingcheng Jade Shop is suspected of murder for financial gain, tax evasion, and other major crimes."

Murder for money?

The head office completely ignores tax evasion. Business is tough. Everyone has their own problems. The eldest brother may not be able to judge the second brother, but murder for profit is different.

How did this get involved in murder for money? If word gets out, this century-old business will have to close down.

Which jade supplier would dare to do business with a merchant who would kill for money?

The main store shut down, and they didn't dare to announce to the outside world that they had lost several hundred pieces of jade.

First, it is unclear how many of the stones were obtained through murder for profit.

Secondly, they didn't want their competitors to know that there were problems with their jade supply channels.

Zuo Ling never expected to be directly included in the list of those observing the moment of silence; she wasn't even qualified for the list of those assisting in the investigation.

The case has reached a dead end; the people involved have either disappeared or gone missing.

As the year draws to a close, some people who are short of money and restless start to cause trouble for the police, who are eager to put out these problems.

The New Jersey capital jade case has to be put on hold for now, pending new leads.

Later, upon learning that Zuo Ling had appeared in the capital, the family's happy time finally arrived.

At the end of the year, police officers across the country are all busy. Sending a letter of assistance at this time would only cause trouble for other units. Let's send the letter of assistance after the New Year.

Man proposes, God disposes; before the investigation request could be sent out, a natural disaster struck... and there was no time to worry about anything else.

Before heading to Shuzhou, Zuo Ling called her grandmother at a time when no one was home.

"Grandma, are you home alone?"

Grandma was very happy to receive Zuo Ling's call.

"Yes, I'm home alone. Your parents went to show your second brother some documents, and your eldest brother went back to his wife's parents' house with her."

Looking at the materials? It must be for building a house for my second brother.

Zuo Ling's heart skipped a beat: "Grandma, did they take the money we gave you?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, Grandma knew she had given herself away, and said sheepishly:

“I have to tell you, it’s not that Grandma wants to. You said we can’t sell grain, there has to be a reason, right? We need money at home, if we don’t sell grain, where will we get the money? So, here we are…”

The two older brothers are disappointing; they spend more than they earn and the elderly have to subsidize them.

Grandma was telling the truth, and Zuo Ling had no choice but to accept it.

"They took all the money?"

Grandma quickly said:

"No, no, I insisted on keeping 20,000 yuan. I listened to you and bought some oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and a few cotton-padded clothes."

Zuo Ling felt slightly relieved:

"Grandma, I'll transfer another 200,000 to you. We need to stock up on more supplies. Grain, oil, quilts, cotton clothes, toilet paper, firewood, coal, and the like."

Given Zuo Ling's current wealth, she would be willing to give her grandmother more, but no matter how much she gives, it will only fill her brother and sister-in-law's pockets, leaving the old woman with very little.

The granddaughter said she would transfer another 200,000 yuan, and the old man said anxiously:

"No need, no need. You and Xiao Zheng have it tough out there too, so don't always worry about me. Just live a good life with Xiao Zheng, and save the money for having a baby. Grandma is still waiting to hold her great-grandchild."

My grandson-in-law ran off with a rich woman, so I have no great-grandchildren to hold.

"Milk, I still have some. This time, please don't tell my parents, you must stock up on more."

Grandma muttered to herself, "We're all living together, and hoarding things costs money. She can't just conjure up money, can she? There's no way she can hide it."

Zuo Ling gave her grandmother some advice:

“Grandma, just tell them that the grain merchants asked you to help them stockpile grain so they can come and pick it up in March.”

Grandma's eyes lit up: "This is good, this is good, that's what I'm saying."

After talking to her grandmother on the phone, Zuo Ling felt somewhat relieved.

Grandma is old and frail, and it's unlikely she'll survive the series of natural disasters. Let's hope she can live one more day.

After settling things over with her grandmother, Zuo Ling made final preparations for entering Shu Prefecture.

Washing hair, taking a bath, washing clothes, bed sheets and duvet covers, Gray Rabbit also washed himself from head to toe.

In order to avoid or minimize the use of his ID card, Zuo Ling could only stay in his car after entering Shuzhou, and could not stay in a hotel.

I'm thinking, maybe I should get a motorhome.

Originally, I didn't plan to buy a motorhome because motorhomes are too big and I wouldn't use them often.

Natural disasters have struck one after another: tectonic plate movements, earthquakes, hail, and floods have left roads in disarray, making it difficult for large vehicles to even drive.

People are struggling to make ends meet, and you drive around in a brand-new RV, showing off everywhere. How can they not treat you like a fat pig to be slaughtered?

Zuo Ling's plan has always been to take the common people route and blend into the crowd, which is the best strategy.

After going out for a while, I realized how inconvenient it is not to have a motorhome.

Even if you use it infrequently, you still need to use it.

For example, now, if Gray Rabbit doesn't shower for two days, he starts to smell, making the whole carriage smell pungent.

Even ventilation and perfume can't dispel the odor.

The gray rabbit didn't like taking baths, and kept grumbling and baring its teeth at Zuo Ling.

Zuo Ling slapped it and cursed, "What are you baring your teeth for? If you bar your teeth again, I'll throw you away."

The gray rabbit glared, "What a woman who kicks you when you've served your purpose!"

Zuo Ling discussed with it, "I'll take you to get neutered."

Zuo Ling just remembered to check if the gray rabbit was male and female, but found it was female.

The gray rabbit looked confused. What is sterilization?

Regardless of whether it understood or not, Zuo Ling continued:

"What if your reproductive ability is the same as other rabbits, giving birth to litters one after another, and I can't eat them? I can't raise rabbits anymore."

She didn't want to eat the gray rabbit's offspring, nor did she want to give them to others to eat, so she had to have it spayed/neutered.

The gray rabbit tilted its head. What was the woman saying?

Zuo Ling then threatened it: "You don't want your descendants to become food on your plate, do you?"

Food on the plate? The gray rabbit trembled.

He grabbed a handful of dried fruit from his spatial storage and used it to tempt the gray rabbit.

“You don’t need your children to take care of you in your old age. With me here, I will take care of you. Having children is troublesome and makes you angry. If we don’t have children, it won’t hurt, we won’t get angry, and we won’t have to worry about the children’s education. See, isn’t that a good thing?”

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