Dozo America

The three people talked nonsense all the way, and three hours later, they arrived in Washington. By this time, the driver had been replaced by Lance, who was also familiar with this place. This guy had driven a truck and visited almost all major cities in the United States.

.And they are all very familiar.

After parking the car, Zhen Fan chose to walk to the Washington Monument Square, while Lance and Helena chose to rest where they were. They hid in a cafe and enjoyed the air-conditioning inside. After all, it was over 100 degrees Fahrenheit outside.

I felt like I was sweating while walking on the street.

"I don't understand why Zhen would go there on such a hot day. I can't stand it anyway!" Helena didn't understand Zhen Fan's actions. She shook her head, then gently stirred the coffee and looked outside. The sun was shining brightly outside.

Hot.

"We live in a mortal world, so it's natural to not understand Zhen Fan's actions!" Lance seemed to understand Zhen Fan very well, "Okay, what we have to do is wait quietly for him to come back, and by the way, you can order online

Great hotel, we might just go to a room with a massage mattress to rest!”

"Massage mattress?" Helena smiled, "What kind of hotel do you plan to stay in?"

"Of course it's a five-star hotel, and it also has a good suite. You know, now that I'm rich, I don't want to stay in that kind of small hotel anymore. I have to enjoy the feeling of being rich!" Lance

Hehehe smiled.

"Okay, okay, fifty thousand dollar rich man, what kind of hotel do you want to stay in?" Helena is not short of money, but fifty thousand dollars is indeed a lot of money, for an ordinary person.

"No. It's a millionaire with twenty-five thousand dollars. I plan to split half of it. I said it. I will give it to him tonight!" Lance said, then leaned over and looked at the mobile phone in Helena's hand.

, "The Holiday Inn at the White House in Washington, I think is very good, four hundred and sixty dollars a day."

"Four hundred and sixty dollars?" Helena yelled exaggeratedly, "Do you want to live in the presidential suite? Do you really think of yourself as the president? It's incredible. How can you... okay, I said we can live there

Cheaper, I mean. I don’t have to spend so much money on you!”

"Cost me so much money? No, I will only book two such suites. If you want to live cheaper, you can book one by yourself. This way you won't spend my money!" Lance smiled and looked at him.

she.

"Okay. Okay, you bastard!" Helena raised her middle finger directly towards him.

Even at six or seven o'clock in the afternoon in Washington, the sun is still hanging in the sky. It will only get dark gradually at nine o'clock in the evening. The streets Zhen Fan walked were not very wide, and the houses were also very short.

The color tone is relatively simple. It looks like a small city.

In front of the White House, many tourists took pictures there. This is the best building to prove that they have been to the United States. Most of the people were taking pictures. Zhen Fan walked over and through the fence, he could see the security guards patrolling nearby.

, Zhen Fan even saw in his eyes that the security personnel on the roof were targeting everyone here with sniper rifles.

Zhen Fan's guess was correct. The snipers and observers here were watching every move here. The sniper proudly looked at the people inside with a high-power lens and made a "pop" sound from his mouth. It was obvious.

, he regarded this as a game.

But when he pointed the scope at a person, the person suddenly smiled at him. This made him jump a lot, and then he involuntarily stepped back, raised his head, and cursed.

He said: "Oh, damn, how is this possible? It must be a coincidence!"

"What are you talking about? Marcus." The observer next to him said to him, somewhat dissatisfied. Such behavior should not happen to a sniper.

"Damn it, I saw someone smiling at me by the fence, when I saw him!" The sniper named Marcus said to Zhen Fan with a surprised tone.

"What a hell, Marcus!" the observer smiled and shook his head. "I told you not to go to that woman. I knew what was going on when I looked at the dark circles under your eyes! You should stay calm.

Keep your mind 100% clear, instead of acting like an amateur like now!"

"Fuck, I knew you would believe it. Together with me, I aimed at that guy again. You can see it by yourself. It's right in front of you at twelve o'clock. It's about three hundred and ten yards away! A black-haired man

Asians! Listen to me, okay, now, let’s target him!” Marcus said and aimed his sniper rifle at Zhen Fan again.

"Oh, God, what the hell!" This time it was the observer's turn to step back suddenly, looking at his partner with an expression as if he had seen a ghost, "Marcus, slap me, did I?"

Got it wrong?"

"Pop!" A very clear voice.

"Oh, God, you really hit me, damn it!" the observer covered his face and shouted.

Marcus shrugged: "Isn't this what you asked for? I satisfied you, you should say thank you, man!"

"Damn it!" the observer cursed, "How is this possible? He can see us? If he can't see us... Oh, I have to look again!" The observer said, raising the high-power observation instrument again.

But the young Asian was gone, as if he had never been there.

"I would rather believe that my eyesight is dazzled!" The observer shook his head, sighed, and put down the observer. "You can actually see us from such a distance. You must know that we are still disguised! From

The probability of seeing us there is no easier than finding the F22 on radar, not to mention... that's assuming you have a high-powered telescope. This guy has nothing."

"Do you want to report it to the superiors?" Marcus said. He looked again with the scope of his sniper rifle. Indeed, he did not find the Asian man, nor did he see him around.

"Report? Just say that we found someone who exposed us with the naked eye?" The observer shook his head, "Don't be stupid, will they believe it? Hell, no one will believe you!"

"Okay, I'll listen to you, but...if we find that person again, let's report it to the superiors. Damn it!" Marcus cursed again.

Zhen Fan did leave that place, and he took a lot of photos. He was still unscrupulous, and even smiled mischievously at the two snipers and observers, who knew that he scared them so much that he even thought he was

After seeing the ghost, Shi Shiran left.

After arriving at the monument and passing through the security check, there were not many people on the lawn of the square. They were scattered there in twos and threes. Some held umbrellas, some spread blankets, and families, couples, and good friends chatted leisurely together. Some even

There are picnics here. There are also wandering singers or some little singers singing. They either play and sing by themselves, or they form a small band of three or four people and sing without anyone noticing.

Zhen Fan walked in front of them and put twenty dollars in a street performer's violin box. Then he waited for the man to finish playing a piece of music before leaving. The man bent towards Zhen Fan and said

They said a very sincere "thank you". Obviously, after paying the money, being able to listen to their performance is equivalent to recognizing the fruits of their labor.

I took a quick look at the place in front of the Lincoln Memorial and the Washington Monument. There was Martin.

Luther

The place where King held his speech, 200,000 people gathered here on August 23, 1963. Then he delivered his very famous speech-"I Have a Dream."

At this moment, he received a call. It was from Christine. She was a little worried about Zhen Fan being away for a long time, so after finishing work, she made a phone call and chatted with Zhen Fan for a long time. She was full of lovesickness.

bitter.

Just after hanging up the phone, the phone rang again. It was Lance calling.

"Hey, where are you? We have booked a hotel, come here quickly, there is a very good restaurant here, I can't wait to try it, just eating disgusting burgers and pizza these days is really enough

It's disgusting. Come on, man, there's nothing nice about Washington!"

"I don't know where you are?" Zhen Fan didn't expect that they had booked a hotel.

"Okay, I'll pick you up! Tell me the address." After Zhen Fan told him the address, Lance hung up the phone. After a while, he arrived at Zhen Fan's location, and when Zhen Fan got in the car, he

He started to introduce some places in Washington, but in his mouth, it was all bullshit and not worth wasting time.

"I also want to visit the Pentagon!" Zhen Fan smiled.

"Don't be stupid, I won't let you visit. You are just an ordinary person. Of course, if you get a license, you can, but I suggest you not to go. I don't like that place!" Lance shook his head.

Turning his head towards Zhen Fan, he said, "In my opinion, none of them can compare to a delicious dinner!"

After parking the car, the two of them walked towards the entrance of the White House Holiday Inn. Zhen Fan looked at the hotel, then walked inside and looked around: "Did you find money? Or a large amount?"

"No, it's the $50,000 from last time!" Lance smiled, took out a cash check from his pocket and handed it to Zhen Fan, "This is the check I wrote out, hurry up and exchange it!"

"Twenty-five thousand US dollars?" Zhen Fan looked at the number above and then smiled, "Do you still remember that thing?"

"Of course, during this period, I didn't have time to exchange it. Now, I can give you half. I keep my word. Of course, I know that it is painful to refuse such a large amount of money." Lance

Smiling, he led Zhen Fan toward the elevator.

"Okay, then...this money will become the cost of our journey!" Zhen Fan thought for a while and did not refuse Lance's kindness. He waved the check in his hand and said with a smile, "The rent here is

I'll give it to you, and... the dinner is also mine, how about it?"

"Of course, I'm very willing!" Lance chuckled.

"Where's Helena? Where did she go?" Zhen Fan looked around but didn't find Helena.

"I asked her to wait in the room. You must know that opening such three luxurious rooms will cost a lot of money!" Lance said with a smile, "But, fortunately, you will pay the bill now.

Already."

Helena was indeed waiting in the room, and she and Lance won the battle, and in the end, Lance opened three connected rooms as a compromise.

“I’ll treat you to dinner, and then you’ll take me to visit Washington at night!”

"Deal, but... I have to choose the restaurant!" Helena raised her hand, "If you like, we can high-five!" As soon as she finished speaking, Zhen Fan's palm fell on her hand and made a "pop"

A sound. (To be continued...)