Chapter 391: He Sees Me
The three of them talked nonsense along the way, and after three hours, they arrived in Washington. At this time, the driver had changed to Reims, who was also more familiar with the place. This guy used to drive a truck and traveled almost all over the major cities of the United States. And it's all familiar.
Parking the car, Zhen Fan chose to walk to Washington Monument Square, while Lance and Helena chose to rest in place, they hid in a cafΓ© and enjoyed the air conditioning inside, after all, it was now more than 100 degrees Fahrenheit outside, and they felt sweaty when 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, shook her head, then gently stirred the coffee, and looked outside, the sun was scorching outside.
"We live in a mortal world, and it's natural that we don't understand Zhen's actions!" Lance seemed to be very understanding of Zhen Fan, "Okay, what we have to do is to wait quietly for him to come back, by the way, you book a hotel online, and we may go directly to the room with a massage mattress to rest!" β
"Massage mattress?" Helena smiled, "What kind of hotel are you going to stay in?" β
"Of course it's five-star, and there must be a good suite, you know, I'm rich now, I don't want to live in that kind of small hotel anymore, I have to enjoy the feeling of being rich!" Lance smiled.
"Okay, okay, fifty thousand dollar rich, what kind of hotel would you like to live in?" Helena is not short of money, but fifty thousand dollars is indeed a lot of money, for an ordinary person.
"Nope. It's a twenty-five thousand dollar billionaire, and I'm going to get half of it, I said. I'll give it to him tonight! Lance said, then leaned over and looked at Helena's phone, "Holiday Inn Washington White House, I think it's very good, four hundred and sixty dollars a day." β
"Four hundred and sixty dollars?" Helena exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Do you want to stay in the presidential suite?" Do you really think of yourself as president? It's incredible. Why are you ...... Well, I'm talking about the cheaper we can live, I mean. I don't have to spend so much money on you! β
"Spend so much money on me? No, I would only book two of these suites, if you want to stay cheaper, you can book one for yourself. So you won't spend my money! Lance grinned at her.
"Okay. Well, you bastard! Helena gave him a middle finger straight away.
Even at six or seven o'clock in the afternoon, the sun is still hanging in the sky, and only at nine o'clock in the evening will the sky gradually darken, the street that Zhen Fan walked through is not very wide, and the house is also very low, and the color is relatively simple. It's like a small city.
In front of the White House, many tourists take pictures there. It's the best building to prove you've ever been to the United States. Most of the crowd was taking pictures. Zhen Fan walked over, and through the fence, he could see the security guards patrolling nearby, and Zhen Fan's eyes even saw that the security guards on the roof of the building were aiming at everyone here with sniper rifles.
Zhen Fan guessed correctly, the sniper here and the observer were all watching every move here, and the sniper was proudly looking at the people inside with a high-powered mirror, and his mouth made a "pop" sound. Obviously, he thought of this as a game.
But when he pointed his scope at a person, the man suddenly smiled at him. This made him take a big jump, and then involuntarily stepped back, raised his head up, and cursed in his mouth: "Oh, damn it, how is this possible, it must be a coincidence!" β
"What are you talking about? Marcus. The observer next to him said to him, a little dissatisfied, that such a statement should not happen to a sniper.
"Hell, I saw a guy smiling at me by the fence, when I saw him!" The sniper named Marcus said to Zhen Fan with a surprised tone.
"What the hell are you, Marcus!" The observer smiled and shook his head, "I'll tell you, don't go to that woman, I'll know what's going on by looking at your dark circles!" You should keep a 100% clear head and not be as amateurish as you are now! β
"Grass, I knew you would believe it, with me, I aimed at that guy again, and you looked at it yourself, right in front of twelve o'clock, and you looked at it, about three hundred and ten yards! A dark-haired Asian! Listen to me, well, now, let's aim at him! Marcus said as he aimed his sniper rifle at Zhen Fan again.
"Oh God,!" This time it was the observer's turn to step back suddenly, with a ghostly expression, and looked at his partner, "Marcus, slap me, am I mistaken?" β
"Smack!" Very crisp sound.
"Oh God, you really hit, damn it!" The observer covered his face and screamed.
Marcus shrugged his shoulders: "Isn't that what you asked for?" I've got you, you should say thank you, buddy! β
"Damn it!" The observer scolded, "How is this possible? Can he see us? If you can't see it...... Oh, I'll have to look again! The observer said, and raised the high-powered scope again, but the young Asian was gone, as if he had never been there.
"I'd rather believe it was my eyes that spent!" The observer shook his head, sighed, and put the observer down, "You can see us from such a distance, you must know that we are still disguised!" It is no easier to see our ratio disease from there than it is to detect the F22 on the radar, not to mention...... That's still under the premise of a high-powered telescope. This guy has nothing. β
"Do you want to report up?" Marcus said. He looked again with the scope of his sniper rifle, and indeed he didn't see the Asian anymore, and he didn't see anything around.
"Report? Let's just say that we found a person 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! β
"Okay, listen to you, but...... If we find that person again, let's report it up. Damn, shit! Marcus cursed again.
Zhen Fan did leave that place, and he took a lot of photos. It was also unavoidable, and even smiled at the two snipers and observers like a mischief, who knows how much it scared them. even thought that he had seen a ghost, and then Shi Shiran left.
Arriving at the monument and then going through the security check, there are not many people on the lawn of the square, scattered there in twos and threes. Some hold umbrellas, some spread blankets, and families, couples, and good friends chat leisurely together. Some even have picnics here. There were also wandering singers or some little singers singing, either playing and singing by themselves, or a small band of three or four people, just singing as if no one was around.
Zhen Fan walked in front of them. Twenty dollars in a violin box for a street performer. Then wait for the man to finish playing a piece before leaving. That person bent down at Zhen Fan and said a very sincere "thank you", obviously after giving the money, being able to listen to their performance is equivalent to agreeing with the fruits of their labor.
Take a quick look at the Lincoln Memorial and the Washington Monument, where Martin Luther King Jr. gave a lecture and where 200,000 people gathered on August 23, 1963. Then he delivered his very famous speech, "I Have a Dream".
That's when he got a phone call. It was Christine who called, and she was a little worried about Zhen Fan for a long time, so after finishing work, she made a phone call and chatted with Zhen Fan for a long time, full of lovesickness.
Just hung up the phone, the phone rang again, it was Lance calling.
"Hey, where are you? We booked the hotel, hurry up, there are very good restaurants, I can't wait to try them, just eating disgusting burgers and pizza these days, it's disgusting. Hurry up, man, there's nothing good to do in Washington! β
"I don't know where you are?" Zhen Fan didn't expect them to book a hotel.
"Okay, I'll pick you up! You sue sΓΉ my address. After Zhen Fan told him his 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 began to talk about some places in Washington, but in his mouth, this qiΔ was all shit, and it was not worth wasting time.
"I still want to visit the Pentagon!" Zhen Fan smiled.
"Don't be stupid, I won't let you visit, you're just an ordinary person, of course, if you get a permit, it's okay, but I don't want you to go, I don't like that place!" Lance shook his head at Zhen Fan and said, "In my opinion, none of them can compare to a delicious dinner!" β
After parking the car, the two walked to the door of the White House Holiday Inn, Zhen Fan looked at the hotel, then walked inside, and looked around: "Did you pick up the money?" Or is it a big penny? β
"No, it's $50,000 last time!" Lance smiled, took out a cash check from his pocket and handed it to Zhen Fan, "It's the check I wrote, hurry up and redeem it!" β
"Twenty-five thousand dollars?" Zhen Fan looked at the numbers on it, and then smiled, "Do you still remember that thing?" β
"Of course, during this time, I didn't have time to redeem huΓ n, but now it's okay, I can share half of you. I mean what I say, and of course I know it's a pain to turn down such a large sum of money. Lance smiled and led Zhen Fan towards the elevator.
"Okay, then...... This money will be used to cover our journey! Zhen Fan thought about it, and did not refuse Lance's kindness, waved the check in his hand and said with a smile, "I will give the money for the house here, and ...... Dinner is mine, how about it? β
"Of course, I would very much do!" Lance smiled.
"What about Helena? Where did she go? Zhen Fan looked around and didn't find Helena.
"I asked her to wait in the room, knowing that it costs a lot of money to open three luxurious rooms like this!" Lance grinned, "But, it's okay, now it's up to you to pay the bills." β
Helena did wait in the room, and her fight with Lance was won, and in the end Lance opened three connected rooms as a compromise.
"I'll have dinner, and then you guys will take me to visit Washington at night!"
"Deal, but...... I'll have to choose the restaurant! Helena held up her hand, "We'll give us a high-five if we want!" As soon as the words fell, Zhen Fan's palm fell on her hand, making a "snap" sound. (To be continued......)