Liu Yanzhi began to track down the captain officer, before the identity of the other party was confirmed, he would not rashly attack, killing innocent people by mistake is small, what he is afraid of is cutting the grass and not eradicating the roots, leaving the descendants of the Cunningham family, all his efforts and sacrifices will be in vain.

The long chase began, the captain and his friend were staying at a hotel in San Francisco, Liu Yan went straight to the front desk to check the names of the guests, and the white receptionist rolled his eyes, ignoring the Asian man.

A silver coin was thrown on the counter, and the common rule in the world was that money can make the devil grind, and the receptionist quickly put the silver coin into his pocket, which was a dollar, which was equivalent to a full day's salary of an ordinary clerk, which was not a small amount.

The receptionist took great pains to look up the register and said with relief: "Sir, your friend George. Captain Cunningham did live here, along with a Mr. Wilde. ”

"Thank you." Liu Yanzhi just wanted to leave, but when he saw the receptionist's expression, he smiled disdainfully, and threw over a twenty-five cent coin.

"Sir, wait a minute, I have a message that presumably you will be interested." The receptionist squeezed his eyebrows, looked left and right, and swiped his fingers, which is also a universal gesture in the world, and he also wanted to make some extra money by selling the information of the guests.

Liu Yanzhi took out the money bag and shook it, it was full of gold and silver coins, these were the dollars he exchanged in Shanghai, the sound of jingling bells was pleasant, and the temptation was great.

The receptionist licked her lips: "They entrusted the hotel to buy two train tickets on their behalf, I guess you must want to go with them." ”

Liu Yanzhi took out a gold coin with a denomination of five US dollars and threw it over: "Help me book one, it must be the same train and the same carriage." ”

……

The train moves through the desolate wilderness of the West, the monotonous rhythmic sound of the wheels rolling over the tracks, and the scenery outside is the same, the tiresome Pacific Railroad connecting the east and west of the United States is famous, and legend has it that under every sleeper there is a corpse of a Chinese worker, Liu Yanzhi certainly knows this history, but unlike those miserable Chinese workers, he is a distinguished passenger sitting in the first class.

The train across the North American continent was equipped with sleeper cars and dining cars, luxuriously decorated and well-equipped, and there was no shortage of Chinese in the American West in the early twentieth century, so Liu Yanzhi's presence would not attract the attention of other travelers. Captain Cunningham and his friend Wilde sat in the dining car and enjoyed a good meal, talking about the recent events in China, of course.

Wilde was a military correspondent who participated in the battles to capture Tientsin and Beijing with the American army, and insisted on writing a diary every day, describing the war between civilization and backwardness from the perspective of a journalist.

"George, I must ask you, do you have any friends in China?" Wilde asked suddenly.

"Of course, you're my friend." Captain Cunningham replied.

"No, I mean the yellow-skinned Chinese with pigtails behind their heads, maybe you've used Chinese maids in San Francisco, or spent money at their laundry?" In short, have you ever dealt with Chinese? ”

"No, I have never dealt with any Chinese or even Asians." Cunningham flatly denied it.

"That's weird." Wildmore rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought, "It is said that more than one Chinese are looking for you, they are looking for you in Beijing, looking for you in Shanghai, and they are doing everything possible to inquire about your whereabouts, but you say that you don't know any Chinese, what is going on?" ”

"Whatever, maybe it's the same name." Cunningham didn't take it seriously.

"No, it won't be the same name, they are looking for George from the 9th Infantry Regiment of the U.S. Army. Captain Cunningham. Wilde said, "Who else but you?" ”

Cunningham shrugged and joked, "Maybe ancient Chinese witchcraft is guiding them, and I have the secret of some treasure hidden on me, hahaha." ”

The topic did not continue, and Wilde asked about Cunningham's condition, and it turned out that the captain was sick and on a long vacation, and at the same time he was thinking about retirement, and this military uniform could not be worn for long.

When they were talking, Liu Yanzhi sat in the back row, pretending to read the newspaper, listening to the conversation of others with two ears, but the most important information was not obtained, that is, whether Cunningham had children.

After a seven-day journey through the Nevada Desert and Utah's Great Salt Lake, Cunningham and Wilde arrived in the eastern United States and transferred to their hometown of Boston, Massachusetts.

Liu Yanzhi followed all the way, although he tried his best to disguise himself, but he still missed the horse's feet, Wilde found him, immediately alerted, and quietly told Cunningham that there is a Chinese who has been following us from the West Coast, perhaps coming for you.

Captain Cunningham was not afraid, he was a soldier after all.

"If he wants to do something to me, he'll have to ask me if I have a gun." Captain Cunningham took a Colt revolver from the cabinet and loaded it with six rounds.

That being said, for the safety of his wife, he sent a telegram to the famous Pinkerton detective agency, asking them to send someone to investigate this mysterious Chinese.

Pinkerton Detective Agency is actually the largest civilian investigative agency in the United States, and people's trust in it is even higher than that of federal law enforcement, Pinkerton's detectives are not only good at investigating crimes, but also proficient in security business, Cunningham can be regarded as finding the right person, two days later, two capable young men came to New York, but they searched all over Boston, and could not find the Chinese.

After careful investigation and analysis, he came to the conclusion that Captain Cunningham's wife was not pregnant, that is to say, he did not have to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and he made more killings, he specially made a weapon for Cunningham, the poison dart in the blowpipe, and in order to make this thing, he also specially caught a poisonous snake.

Late one night, Cunningham was writing a letter in his study on the second floor of his house, when he suddenly felt a tingling pain in his neck, touched it with his hand, but touched a wooden thorn, and then felt paralyzed all over his body, and he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't shout, and in a hurry, he overturned the chair.

By the time the two detectives on guard downstairs heard the movement and rushed up, Cunningham was already lying on the floor, muttering, "Help me......"

God can't save him, he is poisoned by seeing blood and sealing his throat, and after the enzymes in the venom enter the blood, the blood of the whole body will become coagulated like pudding, but fortunately, death is not painful.

George. Cunningham died, the news of his death was published in the local newspaper in Boston, and on the street after the rain, Liu Yanzhi, dressed as a gentleman, bought a newspaper for a nickel coin to take back as evidence, and his mission was finally over, but he had no idea how long he would stay in this era.

On the day Liu Yan left straight, Cunningham's funeral was held as scheduled. Cunningham wept pear blossoms with rain, and her husband's friend Wilde, dressed in a black mourning dress, placed a flower on a coffin in the tomb.

The funeral is over, but the incident is far from over, and Pinkerton's firm promises to investigate and give Susan an an account.

Cunningham's house is a 100-year-old wooden house, the male owner's parents are dead, and now only his wife Susan is left, Wilde packed his bags and prepared to leave, but considering Susan's mood, he hesitated again.

At night, there was a knock on the door, Wilde opened the door, and Susan stood at the door in her pajamas, looking horrified: "That Chinese has appeared again!" ”

Wilde quickly turned around and drew his revolver from under his pillow, wrenched the hammer, and searched the room to no avail, presumably just a hallucination on Susan's part.

"John, I'm scared, can you hug me?" Susan trembled and felt pitiful.

Wilde hesitated, but opened his warm arms to comfort his friend's widow.

"I'm cold, hold tighter, tighter." Susan muttered.

……

Half a month later, Liu Yanzhi returned to San Francisco, stayed in a hotel near the port, and waited for the arrival of the cruise ship from Shanghai, it was already the middle of winter in early 1901, but San Francisco was as warm as spring, and two days later, the giant ship docked at the port, and the first to disembark were first-class and second-class passengers, and then a large number of thin and dry Chinese with braids.

Liu Yanzhi stood on the balcony of the hotel and looked at the direction of the port, after the United States passed the Chinese Exclusion Act, the large-scale wave of Chinese workers has stopped, but there are still a large number of compatriots who have crossed the ocean and left their hometowns to come here to seek their dreams and pan for gold, which is probably the American dream that the black American president said a hundred years later.

There was a conversation downstairs, and the person with the eastern accent was asking the front desk if there were any Chinese living here, Liu Yanzhi's heart moved, but he didn't expect the detective from Pinkerton Office to chase here, and he immediately climbed from the balcony to the next room.

Just as he was climbing the balcony, a Chinese woman appeared on the gangplank of disembarkation, she was wearing a Chinese skirt, walking a little staggering, followed by an honest man, who wanted to support but did not dare to touch the woman's body, just held on to it, and dragged the luggage with the other hand.

The two men got off the boat, and the woman retched and touched her belly, a happy smile on her face, but after a moment the smile was replaced by melancholy.

"Miss, is this San Francisco? Do you think my uncle will be here? The man spoke Hunanese.

"He's here, even if he's not in San Francisco, he's in this country." The young lady replied.

Liu Yanzhi deliberately made some movement to lure the two detectives out of the hotel, he went around in a circle and came back, took his luggage and went downstairs to check out, and left through the back door.

The Chinese waiter helped them register, both of them were from the Qing Kingdom, the woman's name was Lin Su, the man's name was Chen Asheng, after the registration, the waiter led them to the room on the second floor.

"Ah Sheng, maybe my uncle also lived here." Miss Lin suddenly became excited.

At this time, Liu Yanzhi was dealing with the detectives, he hated this kind of cat and mouse game, so he simply set a trap, lured the two detectives to a secluded place, knocked them out, tied them up and threw them into the train to the east.

The cruise ship was filled with coal and water at the port, and the passengers going to China boarded the ship one after another, Liu Yanzhi solved the detective, went to the port with the luggage, showed the ticket to board the ship, placed the luggage, boarded the deck and finally looked at San Francisco.

On the balcony of the hotel in the distance, Lin Su was also looking at the sea.

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