Inheritance of Two Trillion

In the white SUV, Jenny and her companions watched helplessly as the cars that had passed through the Luto Checkpoint with them were fined one by one, and then let go, but their vehicle was surrounded by more than a dozen armed security personnel.

The drivers of the fined cars glanced curiously at them but dared not look again, as if they were some sort of dangerous criminals.

The leader of the Luto Checkpoint walked directly to the door of the white SUV and said in an authoritative tone to Jenny and the others, "Everyone, get out of the car! Submit to interrogation!"

Jenny and the others from America, intimidated by the armed security personnel, promptly complied and got out of the car.

The checkpoint leader ordered coldly, "Line up. I will question each one of you!"

The group quickly did as instructed.

Everyone was slightly nervous, but compared to them, Jenny seemed relatively calm.

Jenny was first in line, and as the checkpoint leader approached, she immediately handed over her prepared valid documents and explained, "Sir, we are really legitimate people. Look, here’s my passport, visa, work permit..."

The leader took them casually, glanced through, and returned them to Jenny.

"The documents are fine, but you still have to answer my questions. That’s the rule!" the leader said with a cold snort.

Jenny quickly nodded, "Yes, yes, I understand. I am willing to cooperate with your work!"

This attitude was impeccable.

The leader nodded and asked lazily and unhurriedly, "Your name?" "Age?" "Origin?" "Why are you in Naliya? How long will you stay?" "What’s the destination of this trip?"

...

Just like that, the questions continued, most of which were answers that could be found directly on the documents.

Initially, Jenny answered earnestly, but eventually, she became somewhat suspicious.

It seemed there wasn’t anything crucial being asked...

The main issue was, with each person taking about half an hour to answer, how long would it take to question all of them...

There were so many staff at the checkpoint, yet they were just watching them like monkeys, not sending more people to interrogate them simultaneously...

During a pause in the questioning, Jenny couldn’t help but ask, "Sir, you see, I am normal, and they are the same... What exactly have we done wrong? Why are only we being held for questioning? Moreover, these questions are not very important."

"My questions aren’t important? If I asked you something confidential, could you answer?" The leader retorted sharply, without sparing any sympathy.

This left Jenny speechless.

"Can’t answer? Then let’s continue." The leader scoffed.

"You find it annoying, and I find it tiring! What can I do!" he mumbled in a local dialect, unaware that Jenny understood him.

"You damned fellows, of all the people you could provoke, you had to offend Mr. Samba’s friends. Now, stop complaining and accept your fate!"

This complaint struck Jenny, making her realize something.

Initially shocked by the need for interrogation and the armed personnel surrounding them, she had neglected to think about other things.

For instance—

Why didn’t the Huaxia people’s vehicle have to pay a fine and could leave directly?

And why did they have to pay a fine when lined up?

Also, she had no idea who Mr. Samba was, much less any issue with his friends.

Since entering Naliya, the only dispute they had was—

With that Huaxia person!

Linking the unusual occurrences, Jenny had a sudden illumination; she understood.

That Huaxia person was a local friend of Mr. Samba, and they were utterly framed!

Having "realized it all," Jenny recalled the youthful face of the Huaxia person, feeling an itching hatred.

"If the BOSS finds out that I’ve been thwarted by Huaxia people again, she will explode in anger."

After this trouble, Jenny thought of signaling to her companions, advising them not to speak recklessly... Noted Jenny.

Under the eaves, one must bow the head.

Having "realized," Jenny cooperated actively, not uttering a word of complaint, and also subtly expressed that they were actually friends with the Huaxia people in the previous car, only having a small disagreement. Jenny even stated her intention to visit Mr. Samba...

With this, the leader seemed somewhat skeptical.

However, the questioning continued since it was a task instructed by Mr. Samba’s secretary. Originally, they could have been taken back for a "slow investigation," but now it might just result in questioning on-site...

Jenny, while smiling, secretly gnawed her teeth at Bai Xiaosheng’s image, engraving that annoying Huaxia person in her mind.

...

Meanwhile, Bai Xiaosheng and his group were heading toward their destination.

Jenny and her group were left for an intentional investigation, seemingly by Mr. Samba’s secretary who had "explicit instructions" for those people at the checkpoint. Now, they were experiencing hardship.

Lin Weiwei thought gleefully, laughing particularly joyfully, "Serves them right for trying to trick us! They tried to cut in line and even flipped us off! Now they have their trouble!"