Nourished by the magical power, Zhan Zhiyin's internal injuries were quickly healed.
"Oh, where is the truck driver?" asked Jiang Shuyuan.
"He's already gone. He has a good attitude and agreed to pay the compensation, but…" said Leng Shaoming.
"But what?" Master Leng asked with a frown. He had a feeling that it wasn't so simple.
"But I have suspicions that this car accident might not really be an accident. It could be a scheme. Although I don't have evidence, the big truck didn't turn until it was close to my car. The truck driver explained that his mind went blank for a second, then he hit my car. It's not enough to prove that it's a scheme, but I saw panic in his expression. I need to conduct a further investigation about that. So for now we should finish the formalities with the police. After we have more evidence, we can deal with the case again," said Leng Shaoming. Only his family was in the room, so there was no need for him to keep it a secret.
