My absurd experiences in North America over the years

Pennsylvania Avenue, Washington, D.C.

The first snow of the winter fell from the sky, covering the grime of the entire city, but unable to wash away the stench of decay emanating from the center of power.

Inside a Georgian-style red-brick mansion just blocks from the White House, the fire in the fireplace was burning brightly, occasionally crackling and popping.

FBI official George Miller stood at the edge of a thick Persian carpet, clutching a thin folder tightly in his hand.

A fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead; although the room temperature was quite comfortable, the sweat was mostly due to tension.

An elderly man, around sixty years old, was sitting on the sofa opposite George.

He wore a dark gray cashmere cardigan, held a cup of now-cold black tea in his hand, and his eyes, peering through his gold-rimmed glasses, were as sharp as a hawk's.

Chuck Schumer, a senior New York senator, is the core voice of Wall Street Jewish financial groups on Capitol Hill.

He is also one of the top-ranking figures in the Democratic Party.

"George, you better pray that what you bring tonight is worth me canceling the dinner and rushing back," Schumer's voice wasn't loud, but it carried the oppressive feeling of someone who had been in a high position for many years.

"Don't worry, I won't present anything that isn't important," George said, wiping the sweat from his brow.

"What evidence have you obtained?" Schumer's interest was instantly piqued.

Goldman Sachs and Blackstone Capital had everything prepared; they wanted Forrest Capital's wealth, but they lacked a sharp enough knife to pin Li Fu down.

George took a deep breath and handed over the folder with both hands. "We've been keeping an eye on Li Fu's cash flow, his allies on Wall Street, and whether his acquisitions are illegal, but we've come up empty-handed. It seems we were looking in the wrong direction."

Li Fu operates with remarkable efficiency. As Hill of Black Capital said, he often relies on prophetic vision and a win-win approach.

There was not a single flaw in the financial and tax aspects.

Schumer casually took the folder, opened it to the first page, and said, "So you've found a breakthrough in other areas?"

The first page of the document contains a somewhat blurry photograph of a dark-skinned, smiling Asian youth, against what appears to be a chaotic street in Los Angeles.

That person is Lin Liang, and some information about him was also included.

"Lin Liang?" Shu Mo uttered the name. "What's his relationship with Li Fu?"

He didn't have the patience to carefully read through the documents; his curiosity compelled him to get the answers as soon as possible.

"Lin Liang obtained a green card from the Los Angeles city government in 2009 based on his Bajiquan skills," George said, quickening his pace. "Coincidentally, Li Fu is also a Bajiquan master, and even more coincidentally, just a couple of days ago, my subordinates discovered that Lin Liang is currently working as a security guard at the Forrest Capital Building..."

Schumer raised an eyebrow, tapping lightly on the photo with his finger. "What if they only have a personal relationship because they're compatriots? That doesn't prove anything."

"They are definitely not just ordinary friends," George said, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes. "We dug deep into Lin Liang's background and found an interesting detail: he submitted his domestic award records and mentorship records in his green card application. His mentor's surname is Li, the same as Li Fu."

Schumer's movements stopped instantly.

"I have reason to suspect that Lin Liang's mentor, Li Yitang, may be Li Fu's father," George said in a low voice, as if he were revealing a shocking secret. "Senator, if Lin Liang's information is true, we may be able to uncover more secrets behind Li Fu."

An Easterner who came from a family of martial artists, suddenly disappeared, and is now a powerful figure in the financial world.

This resume and ability are completely mismatched. It is impossible for a person to acquire abilities that are unrelated to their family background, education, and work experience out of thin air.

There must be some secret behind this!

Unless Li Fu truly possesses abilities related to mysterious Eastern powers.

That is, transcending worldly affairs and tending towards divine abilities.

However, this is absolutely impossible.

"What do you plan to do next?" Schumer decided to give George more authority, and even allow the CIA to cooperate in the investigation.

The FBI and CIA together are somewhat similar to the Ming Dynasty's Embroidered Uniform Guard; the former is the Federal Bureau of Investigation, and the latter is the Central Intelligence Agency.

One is domestic law enforcement, and the other is foreign intelligence.

George could conduct a thorough investigation of Li Fu domestically, but once he arrived in the major Eastern power, he would need the CIA's intelligence support.

"If possible, I'd like to make the trip myself and have my CIA contacts help me dig deeper."

George is clearly prepared to bet big this time.

He knew that even big figures like Schumer, the Secretary of State, and the President were very dissatisfied with Li Fu. If he could seize the opportunity, he might very well become the future FBI Director.

"OK, I'll grant your request," Schumer closed the folder, picked up the internal phone on the table, and dialed a number. "Have someone from Langley's side come see me. I have something to tell you."

Langley is a community in Fairfax County, Virginia, adjacent to Washington, D.C., and is one of the capital's satellite cities, as well as the location of the CIA headquarters.

In the United States, Langley is often used as a substitute for the CIA.

……

Forrest Building, underground parking garage.

The air seemed to have solidified into cement, so heavy it was suffocating.

The old man did not let Li Fuxian speak first.

"You still remember I'm your father?"

Even across the Pacific Ocean and through encrypted lines, Li Yitang's roar still made Li Fu's eardrums ache.

"You unfilial son! You disobedient grandson! How dare you call me?"

"For the past three years, I haven't been able to reach you by phone, and I can't find you anywhere. People who don't know the situation might think you died out there..."

"Ah Liang has been looking for you for three years. He was all alone in the United States and almost died on the streets of Los Angeles while looking for you. He was just a child back then. You would have been better off dying out there, so as not to be a burden to others."

……

Li Fu tried to interrupt twice, but when he heard that Ah Liang had almost died in Los Angeles while looking for him, his throat tightened and he couldn't say anything.

This guy didn't say a word to me.

Finally, Li Yitang finished venting his anger.

"Dad, listen to me, the situation is urgent..." Li Fu took a deep breath.

"Emergency? How urgent could it be?" Li Yi's tone was filled with exasperation and indignation. "When your aunt passed away, she was still calling your name. I wanted you to take her to America for treatment, but you were like a dead man, I couldn't contact you. You ungrateful son, you've abandoned your family for that little bit of money, you don't even care about your relatives..."

The urgency of her son's condition angered Li Yitang once again.

"What happened to Aunt?" Li Fu's eyes instantly welled up with tears. In his memory, after his father was deceived, he had no contact with any relatives or friends, except for his aunt who often helped his father.

He did send a lot of money home later, but in terms of medical conditions, China at that time was far inferior to the United States.

"Cancer, liver cancer," Li Yitang sighed. "When it was discovered, it had already spread quite a bit. The supply of imported targeted drugs in China is limited, and they're hard to buy..."

Although he knew that even with enough targeted drugs, his sister couldn't be saved.

However, I'm still not satisfied without trying.

"I'm sorry to my aunt," Li Fu said. He had oversimplified things at the time, only thinking about cutting off contact temporarily and figuring out a solution later.

However, the elderly cannot wait.

"Master, this can't be blamed on Brother Fu," Lin Liang snatched the phone. "He's walking on thin ice here; one wrong step and he could be doomed."

"What did you say?" Li Yitang's voice calmed down. "Have your senior brother answer the phone."

"My situation is very complicated. I will face congressional scrutiny in at most half a month," Li Fu said rapidly, his brain working at lightning speed as he organized his thoughts. "The CIA might go to my hometown to investigate my background. Once my neighbors reveal even a little bit about my military background, I'll be finished."

"Military background..." Li Yitang muttered to herself, then let out a sneer, "That's it?"

"Dad, this is no small matter, it's espionage! You might never see me again," Li Fu said, emphasizing his words, fearing his father didn't realize the seriousness of the situation.

"It's a trivial matter," Li Yitang snorted. "Where would they even begin to investigate? The old house was demolished long ago. Forget the CIA, even our local police station would have to spend a year or two searching to find our old neighbors."

Since 2008, China's urbanization process has made great strides, with large-scale shantytown renovation and urban renewal projects underway.

In the past, many old communities had incomplete resident records and extremely complex population movements.

After the demolition and reconstruction, some of the original residents moved away, and some passed away. After the street office underwent information technology transformation, many old files were lost or destroyed, and they are not easy to find.

This is an information gap caused by the changing times.

No country in the world has ever experienced such a large population and such a complex process of social change.

In fact, Li Yitang is right.

Forget about the CIA; even the local police station wouldn't easily find the specific person without extensive investigations and cooperation between various administrative units.

Moreover, only close neighbors and relatives knew that Li Fu had joined the army, which was not a large number to begin with.

His aunt had passed away, and Li Fu's cousin had been admitted to a military academy, so there were even fewer people who could reveal the news.

If we add to that the world's most stringent intelligence surveillance environment in the country, the CIA would face even greater difficulties after arriving.

Just around 2010 to early 2011, the CIA's intelligence network in China had just suffered a major blow.

The National Security Bureau has arrested several CIA informants in batches and is continuing its in-depth investigation.

George brought his men over; they might end up in jail.

"You don't need to worry about that," Li Yitang said with disdain for the Americans. "Unless they kidnap me, they have no way of knowing that I sent you to the army."

Li Fu was stunned.

What he originally thought was a major flaw has become somewhat insignificant due to the changing times.

Is this a blessing from God?