Marvel Salted Fish Kryptonian

"Al Capone's money laundering account books were flawed, giving the IRS an opportunity to catch him. As for those criminals who pay taxes, only those who have been convicted or are about to be convicted file tax returns to avoid being charged with tax evasion during the prosecution process, which would be an additional charge.

"As long as they haven't been arrested and don't have account books and tax returns, the IRS can't prosecute or fine someone based solely on a claim like, 'I heard someone made a million,'" he said. "The law requires evidence to convict. Didn't you learn that in school?"

The new agent asked, "You can't even start an investigation?"

"Our agency has its own principles, and they have the same principles." The old agent said something that the newcomer found hard to accept. But James changed the subject and said, "But..."

"But what?"

"If we raid and find the illegal funds, the situation will be different. As long as there is evidence connecting the repairman with the money," said Agent James.

At this moment, the young agent suddenly remembered and said, "Oh, that seized handbag. According to others, that big bag was originally carried by the tinkerer. Maybe there are fingerprints on it."

Agent James, however, was not hopeful. He said, "What fingerprints can you find on the woven fabric straps? As for other places, you can have someone investigate for fingerprints that can be collected. But I don't think you'll find any useful evidence."

Although he said this, James was actually considering another possibility. Was there any opportunity for him to make extra money?

Chapter 238 Way of greeting

After returning to the rented house, Henry changed out of his repairman's clothes and began to count his gains and losses.

The loss wasn't significant; most of the needles used to administer acupuncture to Andrew Saxon remained in the old, fat man's body, and the remaining needles had to be recycled. Even the simple boiling sterilization procedure might not have met hygiene standards.

Then I counted the money I had earned from the surgery. Although I threw away a bag of money, I didn't just throw it away casually. I just threw away the light money.

Because those people were asked to raise money in a hurry, the two bags of money they brought over were not only of mixed denominations, but also of uneven weights. It wasn't even divided into a bag of 500,000 yuan each, with a total of one million yuan in two bags.

This was also because the detailed count was not made on the spot beforehand, otherwise whether it was enough to reach one million or more might have been a problem.

The final count revealed that the largest denomination was the 20-jiao note, though not numerous. The most common denomination was the 10-jiao note, followed by 1-jiao and 5-jiao notes in small change. The total was 618,646 jiao.

This amount of money cannot be deposited into the bank. Fortunately, I have a purchasing channel with mainland hotels, so I don’t have to rely on daily consumption of a few or even dozens of taels to use up the 600,000 yuan limit.

Henry also did not forget to make a phone call to the landlord of the black clinic, Big Ou, who was living a nightlife somewhere unknown.

When the call was picked up, deafening disco music came from the other side of the microphone, and an old black man's tongue-twisting voice said, "Who disturbed Big Ou's happy time? You'd better have a good reason, otherwise I will find someone to fuck your ass."

"Big Old Ou, this is the Tinker."

"Aha, our doctor called me. Tell me, what can Big Ou do for you? Girls? High fans? Or perhaps your white priest's unique interest, some little boys?"

Henry didn't play the Riddler's game and said directly, "Big O'Brien, I'm in trouble. The FBI or LAPD may come to the clinic soon."

"So you want to get out of the spotlight?" The black boss, who was always stirring up trouble and battling the American public authorities, immediately realized the purpose of the tinker's call. "Do you want me to help you find a safe house?"

"No, I'm safe. I just want to find some people to help me guard the clinic and greet people who come. I will be temporarily closed during this period, but the rent will be paid as usual. Or do you have another location where I can open a clinic?"

"Ah, you need to play the cops. I'm good at that, leave it to me. If you need to avoid the cops, you can open your business somewhere else and they'll come after you just as well. I'd say go to Hawaii or Cuba and take a two or three-month vacation. Good doctor."

"It seems I should listen to your advice and hide for a while."

"Haha, that's a wise choice. Big Ou's opinions are always the best. You can't go wrong by listening to me."

"Then I'll leave it to you to say hello for me, Big Ou."

"How passionate do you want to be, good doctor? There's the passion of AK I love you, and there's the passion of RPG Mommy Hug. The ultimate treat is the drunken corpse-picking and high-energy dead girl combo. Any cop you encounter will be guaranteed to have diarrhea. Which trick do you want me to use? The price is different."

Fuck, this is all about taking lives. He is truly worthy of being called Lao Hei.

But Henry didn't want to resort to harsh measures. He quickly said, "You don't need such a high-end package. Just find a few naughty kids with clean criminal records, have them play video games, eat pizza, and drink Coke in the house, and let them go home empty-handed. I'll give you an extra month's rent to cover the cost of letting those kids play games."

"Aha, this is a small matter. Big Ou will definitely help you with it. It's really a good thing for those children to have food and fun."

"If anyone wants to go out and eat, drink and have fun and isn't afraid of the FBI finding something wrong with their bottom, I have no problem with that."

"Ha, Big Ou's brothers are all very useful, and they also like to have fun outside. It would be a shame to let them sit in jail."

"Yeah, I agree. It's not a big deal. Just a little teasing of the cops. No need to get anyone killed. If it gets really serious, I'll have to go into hiding."

Even though a red line has been drawn, don't expect these black men to be under control. Henry just wants to say that if things go beyond a certain limit, you won't even be able to find him.

I want to say this upfront to avoid being used as a shield by these black men if things get out of hand. Don't trust the black men's integrity too much. You know why AIDS is so contagious.

"Don't worry. Leave it to Big Lao Ou, he will definitely help you with it."

"Okay, I'll leave the money where it's supposed to be. Two months' rent, and the extra month is your expenses. Don't contact me for those two months."

"Haha, that's great, good doctor. Leave everything to me." Amid the noisy background, the sound of Big Ou patting his chest and making a promise could still be heard.

The two sides cut off the call.

It seemed the pile of money on the table had a new source: it could even be used to pay for Big Ou's rent. Henry counted out the full amount and placed it in a brown paper bag. He immediately ran to the black clinic and placed it in the usual place where he paid rent.

As long as he told the black man in advance, there was no need to worry about him forgetting to take the money. He would definitely come as quickly as possible. It seemed that the black man himself was well aware of how chaotic this neighborhood was. There were so many petty thieves that he couldn't handle them all.

Henry took the call bell and every note he could find. The secrets inside the call bell were probably incomprehensible to most people, so he was afraid of attracting the attention of the FBI.

The black clinic will suspend operations for the next two months, and Henry will also take this opportunity to sort out his medical experience and insights from the past six months.

Just as he was figuring out how to begin, his tabby cat, Katie, came over and started rubbing against Henry's trouser leg. Even without even trying out the unfinished tiger translator, Henry knew it was a sign of hunger.

He scooped up the slightly heavy little tiger. Its length was about the length of Henry's forearm plus his palm, but the weight ratio was a little off.

Henry couldn't help but wonder if it was because he was supplying food to the little tiger that he had concerns about its horizontal development?

Even your fur has been made shiny by me. If you had not grown into a big beast that frightens everyone with its roar, but instead raised it into a tiger-pig, then my Kryptonian reputation would have been ruined by you, a pig.

"Little guy, it seems you haven't gotten enough exercise. Anyway, bullying the baby at home all the time really isn't much of an exercise. The baby isn't very athletic either, so he can't really be a good guide. So come with me for a run."

Henry decided to take Katie to the third of his three burrows, the Sheep Cave Valley Laboratory.

Chapter 239 Yangdong Valley

Sheephole Valley is actually a literal translation of the place name. The original name is Sheephole Valley Wilderness, which literally means Sheephole Valley Wilderness.

Located east of Los Angeles, adjacent to the northern boundary of Joshua Tree National Park, the terrain is a combination of basins and mountain ranges and is part of the Mojave Desert.

This area used to be a hunting ground for Indians. The large conglomerate boulders found everywhere form shaded areas, and snow sheep once lived here, hence the name "Sheep Cave."

Today, however, the snow sheep's range has shrunk to a more northerly area, a desert with sparse vegetation. Although it is considered a natural landscape park, it is sparsely populated.

In such a place, Henry built a container house laboratory for himself.

Although we considered setting up a laboratory in the national forest north of Los Angeles, using the forest to conceal the laboratory's presence, we gave up the idea considering the frequent forest fires in North America.

And don't think that the bare desert terrain is capable of hiding a conspicuous man-made structure from satellite surveillance, even if it's only the size of a 40-foot standard shipping container.

The reason why we chose to go to the Sheep Cave Valley Wilderness is because there are natural caves formed by conglomerate rocks here. These caves are characterized by being shallow, and some of them only provide a shade.

However, using such terrain to transform a hole that can fit a container house and block the detection of satellites in the sky is not a big deal for the Kryptonians' civil construction capabilities.

Henry didn't even worry about the inconvenience of transportation; he flew in and out. It would be impossible for outsiders to find this place by following the wheel tracks.

The only possible reason for the location to be exposed is that players who love wilderness adventures and do not follow the usual routes may stumble upon this place one day.

The probability of this happening is quite low. If you really encounter it, you can only pray that the other party does not carry any heavy equipment or lock-picking tools, and still chooses to force his way in after seeing the padlock.

In order to meet the basic needs of survival, Henry dug a well and a septic tank here.

Then, they built wind and solar generators, large batteries, and a backup diesel generator, and the basic water and electricity supply was complete.

The purpose of building this laboratory was to manufacture the various drugs needed by the black clinic. From antibiotics to some exotic anti-cancer drugs, Henry could synthesize them here through chemical methods.

We originally planned to do this in the old Gary apartment building, but the odor was difficult to handle. Instead of upgrading the air purification system and doing this downtown, we decided to find another piece of land.

With this idea in mind, Henry found a piece of wasteland in the wilderness of Sheep Cave Valley and built a simple shelter to serve as a laboratory.

As a result, most of the equipment manufacturing work that was originally done at the rented house was moved here by Henry. Anyway, if he flew at full speed, it would only take a blink of an eye to travel back and forth between the two places.

As for the drugs used by black clinics, they produce them themselves. This is obviously because they don't want to jump into the trap of the pharmaceutical industry. Consider how much money is wasted, and how many drugs are regulated. If you want to buy them, you have to find ways and spend more money.

Anyway, Henry didn't want to start his own pharmaceutical company to compete with those big companies. He just wanted to get some drugs to use with his own medical practices, so he just did it himself.

With the knowledge I gained from library studies, I went to the university library to read some journals, documents, and papers. If that wasn't enough, I went to "visit" the laboratories and data rooms of those major pharmaceutical companies...

In short, as long as the synthetic raw materials are not too tricky, such as Borneo Blood Orchid, with the Kryptonian craftsmanship and super brain, there is no way they will fail.

This is because he still remembered the promise he made to Big O, and he didn't want to become as famous as Breaking Bad, so Henry only synthesized drugs with mature formulas and specific therapeutic effects.

Henry wouldn't even touch the common painkillers. His black clinic wasn't a legitimate hospital, so if it hurt, he'd just grit his teeth and bear it. If it didn't, then forget it.

If necessary, acupuncture will be used during treatment. Even after the treatment, the pain will still be there. Pain is the only proof that a person is still alive! This is Henry's belief.

Anyone who came looking for him couldn't be a good person anyway. If his special painkiller became easily accessible to them, wouldn't it attract a new group of addicts? Instead of satisfying these scoundrels, he might as well let them experience what it's like to be alive.

At this stage, Henry is only copying existing drugs on the market and has not developed his own. This is mainly because the drug research cycle is long and requires a series of experiments to prove its effectiveness.

Addictiveness and human experimentation—things like that—were something he avoided if possible. This was the red line Henry drew for himself.

Coming to the lab to get some medication was also part of Henry's plan during his two-month break. Previously, aside from commonly used medications like antibiotics and anti-inflammatory drugs, everything else was synthesized on a temporary basis when needed.

With more than half a year of experience in business, Henry knew which medicines could be produced in larger quantities and when they would be needed. He could also stockpile more conventional medicines. After all, chemically synthesized medicines could be stored for a long time as long as they were not exposed to moisture.

As for whether or not to try Chinese medicine? Henry just said "hum hum".

First, he's in the U.S. Second, it's not that Chinese medicine is bad, but that there are very few Chinese medicines that are truly useful.

Can American ginseng be compared to wild ginseng? Can rhino horn be replaced by cow horn? Are safflower and saffron the same thing? Can farmed ginseng be compared to naturally grown ginseng?

Henry sometimes thinks that this kind of publicity makes most people think that Chinese medicine has alternatives. Is it because those precious medicinal materials are really too scarce, so those who know about it throw this smokescreen in order to maintain their own share?

This is no longer a problem that can be solved simply by price control. There are many things that have no market at all.

Furthermore, can the medicinal properties and quality of the same herb be the same regardless of its origin or location? Do you really think that all medicinal herbs, as long as they can be grown, can be treated the same?

Fruits from the same tree can be bitter or sweet, ripe or raw. So, are there no good or bad herbs?

Anyway, Henry followed the Chinese medicine books he could find and combined them with the Chinese medicinal herbs he could find in the United States. After using it a few times, he gave up. It can't be said that the books were wrong, but the medicine he could find was really not good enough.

As for Indian herbal medicine... Henry only knew one herb, coca leaves. The rest of their knowledge had been largely destroyed by the Europeans during the Age of Exploration.

Even the Indians themselves were unable to pass down much, let alone record it in writing so that Henry could learn from it.

So, in this North American land, Henry gave up studying Chinese medicine and settled down to focus on the field of chemistry, which could be considered as strengthening his research capabilities in chemical engineering and biotechnology.

Chapter 240 The Night of Feeding the Tiger

Before entering the lab, Henry remembered the hungry tiger cub. He put Katie down first. In its new location, Katie curiously explored the dark, desolate world, momentarily forgetting its own hunger.

...Perhaps this little guy is following his instinct and looking for something to eat.

Henry still didn't quite understand the tiger cub's thoughts. He could only roughly tell it was hungry, had a bowel movement, and so on.

Henry used his super senses to lock onto a desert hare not far away, caught it, twisted it to death, and placed it in front of Katie.

The reason why the rabbits were cooked before being fed to the tiger cub Katie is that raw meat and organs contain nutrients that tigers, as top predators, need, which cannot be obtained by skinning, bleeding, and cooking the rabbits.

Even if raw meat is frozen and then thawed, these ingredients will be destroyed. Not to mention that this meat has been bled and processed for human consumption.

This was the result of Henry looking up the book after feeding the tiger cub with cooked meat for a while and noticing something wasn't right about its behavior. Otherwise, why are tigers carnivorous, rather than omnivorous like dogs, who eat everything?

The whole hare was fed directly to Katie without any preparation. As a tiger, she instinctively knew where to start eating and which parts would provide her with the nutrients she needed.

The reason for not capturing the tiger alive and letting it practice hunting is obvious. Even an adult tiger acting like a puppy would be terrifying enough to most people, but if it still retains its predatory instincts, how could it be more terrifying?

Henry had no plans to release Katie into the wild; he was waiting for her bones and penis after she died of natural causes. Even if she died early, it wouldn't be a big deal, but she would have to be an adult.

──The little tiger who was chewing the rabbit felt a chill down his spine! ──

If you really want to keep the little tiger at home, you have to find a way to reduce its wildness and suppress its instincts.

Because all carbon-based creatures living in cities don't necessarily have the skills or knowledge to avoid tigers. If Katie were to become an active hunter, searching for food when hungry, the consequences would be unimaginable.

So just feed it. It's also good to feed it.

Henry had already checked and found that although there were no laws in California at that time restricting the keeping of specific types of animals, the owner would still be jointly liable if the animals injured people or harmed other people's pets.

Unless it is an endangered protected species, US law prohibits the sale and possession of it.

There's a clear list of endangered species, not just impulsive decisions by conservationists. Tigers aren't on that list.

In short, Katie quickly devoured the rabbit. Although the rabbit was small, it still made the tiger cub's face bloody.

Although the fur was gnawed to shreds, Katie didn't actually eat much of it. She mainly ate the meat. The rabbit's internal organs remained mostly intact, with only the heart and a small piece of the liver being eaten, but the rest remained largely intact.

But judging from Katie's unsatisfied expression, this little rabbit might not be enough.

Having no other options, Henry happened to hear the movement of a fox nearby. He caught it and treated it in the same way, twisting it to death and throwing it in front of Katie.

Henry's methods left the fox's fur intact. However, if he wanted to skin it, it would have to go through tanning, semi-salting, and other leather-making processes. Otherwise, it would not only be difficult to preserve but also prone to infestation by insects. Henry was too lazy to do that, so he simply left the whole fox to Katie to chew on.

As for how to tell if she's full, that's also easy: when Katie starts playing with her food, she probably can't eat it anymore or doesn't want to.