Two days later, at the Palm Island in Dubai, a white yacht docked at a public berth. A handsome Asian man in a white sailor uniform got off the boat and casually tipped the crew member who tied the mooring rope a hundred dollars. He was Liu Handong after his transformation.
Since he started working at Zhongyanhuang, Liu Handong has always appeared with a beard. When he suddenly shaved off his beard, he seemed to be ten years younger. He has a darker complexion, a tall nose, a tall figure, and speaks fluent Arabic. He is an ordinary person.
No one can see his origin at all.
Liu Handong was carrying a suitcase filled with U.S. dollar cash. He had a lot of money. The cash stored on MapleStory was only part of it. There was more money stored in Colin's and Swiss bank accounts for safety reasons.
, he does not intend to use those savings.
Dubai is a very realistic city. As long as you have money, you can buy anything. When Liu Handong walked into a bar, a charming girl came over to flirt with him. Liu Handong told her tactfully that he only liked men. The girl smiled and left. The bartender
He walked over with a strange smile on his face. Before he pimped him out, Liu Handong held a dollar between his fingers and stuffed it in: "Borrow me the phone."
He used the bar phone to contact Hassan, a document dealer in Dubai. Unfortunately, Hassan was no longer in Dubai. He introduced another person to take over the business. The two parties agreed on a meeting place. After some bargaining, they finally settled on
I bought a genuine Taiwanese passport for US$50,000, but the person in the photo looked different from Liu Handong, and some minor surgery was needed.
For safety reasons, Liu Handong spent money to have another plastic surgery. He had his jawbone shaved, the bridge of his nose reshaped, and his double eyelids opened. His overall profile was close to that of the man on his passport, so the surgery was not too complicated. The plastic surgery hospital is
A low-end hospital does not require the client's true identity, and after the plastic surgery is completed, the archives will be destroyed. Of course, you should not be blamed for any sequelae of the surgery.
A month later, Liu Handong looked at himself in the mirror and compared it with the stranger on his passport. Now he had a new identity, named Li Ang, from Hsinchu, Taiwan.
"Leon" booked a flight to New York because Taiwanese passports are visa-free, so he can fly directly to the United States.
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The news of Liu Handong's disappearance has not been widely disclosed. According to internal reports, his disappearance is actually equivalent to death. Even if he does not die, this person will have to spend the rest of his life in anonymity.
On the military's hunting list, Liu Handong was listed as a traitor, a category of people who could be executed on the spot.
Song Jianfeng resigned from his position as general manager and chairman of Zhongyanhuang and temporarily served as director of a policy research office of the central government with his rank unchanged. Zheng Jiayi also left Zhongyanhuang and is not looking for a new job for the time being.
Troop T was reorganized, some people were transferred to other units, and some cadres transferred to other places. The public security system welcomes such special forces officers. SWAT and other places in various places are most short of manpower.
Arhat changed his career. He never dreamed that he would take off his military uniform one day. In his imagination, being a soldier was a lifelong occupation. He could either return his body wrapped in horse leather, or be buried in a general's uniform and a military flag. There was no third possibility.
But the truth is cruel. He no longer has a foothold in the army. Fortunately, his uncle's connections are still there. He transferred to the Ministry of National Security and still works in his old job as a field agent.
There are also some volunteers who are directly retired, such as Cheng Weiguo.
In the spring season, retired non-commissioned officer Cheng Weiguo arrived at Omi Yutan International Airport. He took the airport bus to the city and transferred to a train. After getting off the airport expressway, there were more vehicles. A bus ran parallel to the airport bus. The woman on the bus
The driver turned out to be a pregnant woman. She had a ponytail and was wearing blue overalls and sleeves. While waiting at the red light, she took out her lunch box and wolfed down the dumplings.
The light turned green, the female driver started very quickly, and the bus took the lead. Cheng Weiguo only saw the three numbers 520 on the back of the bus.
It was Ma Ling who was driving. She was concentrating on driving, and there was no expression on her face wearing sunglasses. When the bus arrived at the terminal, after the passengers had disembarked, she took out the key and got off, handed over her shift, and rode her electric scooter home.
, now she lives alone in a rental house on Tiezha Street. Her parents had a major conflict with her over whether to keep the child. Ma Ling had no hesitation in giving birth to the child, even if he was born without a father.
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Ma retired during the National Day, and the relevant departments told him about Liu Handong. The Ma family turned over all the hundreds of thousands of huge sums of money that Liu Handong had remitted several times, because it was embezzled money.
The neighborhood committee accepted the task from its superiors and implemented key surveillance on the Ma family. Ma Guoqing was extremely sad. He had been a policeman all his life and finally ended up like this. He hated Liu Handong and felt sorry for his daughter. Ma Ling was ruined by this kid. The child has a stubborn temper.
If she insists on having her own way, sooner or later she will understand the painstaking efforts of being a parent.
The Liu family, far away in Jiangbei, was in a similar situation to the Ma family. The "illegal money" was confiscated and the villa was sealed. He Jian and Shui Qin returned to their husband's house, rented a stall in the market, and continued to sell fish.
Her son disappeared, Shuiqin aged ten years overnight, her hair turned half gray, her back became stooped, and she often did things absentmindedly. There was only one motivation that kept her going, and that was to have her grandson.
Every month He Jian would remit money to the Ma family, ranging from a few hundred to thousands, but it would be returned every time.
Liu Hannan returned to China and continued to stay at home. It is said that he started writing novels online. His family members were opposed to it, but he insisted on going his own way and said he would write out his brother's deeds.
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New York is an international metropolis, harboring filth and indulging in wealth and wealth. Liu Handong stood on the bustling Broadway Avenue in Manhattan and looked up at the colorful billboards, many of which had Chinese characters. Strong Chinese companies such as Baidu, Alibaba, and Qingshi Hi-Tech have already
Advertising made it to Times Square.
Liu Handong has been living in New York for three months and has gradually become familiar with the environment here. His English has improved by leaps and bounds and he has no problem with daily conversations. He has plenty of money. There are millions of cash in the safe in the apartment, so there is no need to fight against criminals.
On weekdays, when I have nothing to do, I go to the library to read and take classes at Columbia University.
Columbia University is in Manhattan, and it is said that Huanxi also studied here. Liu Handong had a vague hope in his heart that he wanted to meet his old friends in a foreign land, but he never met him after hanging out at Columbia for a long time. However, he became a celebrity by chance.
That was when he was reading in the library. Liu Handong passed by a white female student who was studying hard and saw that the biography in her hand was "The Biography of Chen Zikun" written by Professor Shao Wenyuan. He couldn't help but stop and take a second look.
The white girl said hello to him naturally, and Liu Handong also nodded slightly. With such a gathering of elites from Columbia University, it was not surprising that there were fans of Professor Shao.
What was unexpected was that the white girl looked at Liu Handong seriously and said, "Hey, you know, you look like the male protagonist of this book."
"I can't compare to Marshal Chen." Liu Handong replied.
"Have you read this book?" The white girl's eyes widened with an incredible expression.
"Yes, I have seen it." Liu Handong had no one to communicate with except talking to the landlord and the supermarket salesperson on weekdays. He was so nervous that he naturally would not miss this opportunity. He casually mentioned a few allusions to Chen Zikun, all of which were his grandfather.
What was told to him was of course not in the book.
"Oh, God, can you help me, please." The white girl's eyes widened, "My name is Lucy, and I am writing a paper about Marshal Chen. You know, if you want to write a wonderful paper, you need to
Unpopular information, everyone knows the content in the book, there is nothing new, by the way, are you from China?"
"I'm from Taiwan." Liu Handong said, "It happens that I also study history. I think I can help you."
"Great, I'll treat you to coffee." Lucy is a familiar and enthusiastic person.
After a conversation in the coffee shop, Liu Handong learned that the library where he often went to study was donated by Chen Zikun. There is also a Chen Zikun Foundation in Columbia to reward outstanding students from mainland China. Professor Lindbergh of the school’s Institute of Chinese History
Chen Zikun is a key figure who cannot be avoided when studying modern Chinese history.
Lucy chatted with Liu Handong all afternoon, and she admired his knowledge so much that she simply introduced him to Professor Lindbergh. The professor didn't take him seriously at first, but after some exchanges, he discovered that this young man from Taiwan was an expert in Chinese studies.
With a solid foundation, he was not only familiar with modern history, but also proficient in ancient history. He did not know that Liu Handong was a disciple of the famous Professor Shao Wenyuan. Although he was only an undergraduate, he read a large number of ancient Chinese classics under Professor Shao's personal guidance, which shocked a foreign researcher.
The reader is still enough.
"I need an assistant, are you interested?" Lindbergh extended an olive branch.
"Of course." Liu Handong needed to clear his identity and agreed without hesitation.
As a result, Li Ang, a Taiwanese, became a staff member of the Institute of Chinese History at Columbia University, but as Lindbergh's personal employee.
Liu Handong established himself in New York. He rented a small apartment in Manhattan, where land was at a premium, and bought a second-hand Mustang. He wore a pair of tortoiseshell-rimmed glasses. He looked very old. He wore a pullover and jeans.
Sneakers, he likes to go to the gym to exercise after work, and he also likes to ride bicycles in Central Park. In short, all his living habits and behavior are the same as those of a real New Yorker. A wanted criminal of the Chinese military, he uses the fastest speed
integrated into American society.
In order to hide his traces, Liu Handong never logged into his email, WeChat, QQ and other social communication tools, let alone called home. He wanted everyone to believe that Liu Handong was dead, including his family members. What he had to do was
It was very, very difficult to get to this point, but he still did it.