Liu Yanzhi only knew the basics of the matter of being accompanied Jinlan. He said that he knew the Three Jehovah in Taoyuan. He said that he was a popular young man in the 190s in society, but he didn't understand the specific process at all. He thought he was just a head stuck on the ground and shouted that he would not ask for birth on the same year, month and day, but he wanted to die on the same day of the same year, month and day, even if the result was completed.

Fortunately, he did not show his timidity, because the procedure for swornship was not that simple. Mr. Sun Wen was an expert. He brought the ready-made golden orchid score in his bag, and he only needed to fill in the blanks on it. In the old days, the swornship procedure was complicated. Not only did he write the names of brothers of different surnames, birth dates, origins, and names of the three ancestors of the ancestors. They had to put on the golden orchid score. They were necessary to place incense tables, burn incense and kowtow, and big roosters and wine. They were particularly good at placing black cows and white horses as sacrifices. Now the conditions on cruise ships were limited, and they could only use ham steak and lamb chops to replace the three animals of pigs, cattle and sheep. The two of them kowtowed on the deck and drank a cup of brandy on each other. From then on, they became brothers. Liu Yanzhi was younger than his elder brother, and Sun Wen was thirty-six years old this year, and he was younger.

The little maid came to refill the coffee again. Sun Wen sat upright and didn't even look at it. It happened that Liu Yanzhi asked him casually about his daily life. Sun Wen said: "It's not that good to walk alone in the world, and no one is taking care of him. I'm used to it."

Liu Yan said straight: "Yixian is busy with the country, and there is not even a person to serve him. How can this be done?"

Sun Wen said: "I remember Brother Yanzhi's care, but you need people even more."

Liu Yan looked at his little maid and thought to himself that I didn't ask to give it to you to warm the bed. Xiao Cui is not yet an adult. Wouldn't it be a sin to send it to such loli-controlled claws? But since they all hint, it's not easy to pretend to be confused, so he said, "Let's do this, Aki, go and serve Mr. Sun."

Aki is the little servant, with red lips and white teeth, and is holding a beautiful boy. When he heard that the master asked him to serve others, he pouted. Sun Wen was a little embarrassed, but quickly returned to normal. He smiled and said, "Haha, I can't see that Brother Yanzhi has other elegant interests and is grateful for his kindness. A gentleman does not win the favor of others, so don't give up his love."

Liu Yanzhi said to himself, "Damn why I am so elegant."

When Sun Yat-sen learned that Liu Yanzhi went to San Francisco to find his first wife, Sun Yat-sen offered to help. He has been living overseas for many years and has been influential among Chinese in Southeast Asia, Japan and the United States. In Mr. Sun's words, "There are still some brothers in the Hongmen." In San Francisco Chinatown, mentioning Sun Yat-sen's name can save a lot of trouble.

Sun Yat-sen wrote a handwritten letter to Liu Yanzhi, who could get help from the Hongmen in San Francisco. Liu Yanzhi was naturally grateful and asked Sun Yat-sen for an address and agreed to wait until he arrived in the United States and donate another sum to Sun Yat-sen.

A few days later, the cruise ship arrived in Honolulu, Hawaii. Sun Yat-sen and Chen Yongren got off the boat. Liu Yanzhi went ashore for a tour and continued his journey. It took a whole month and a half to cross the vast Pacific Ocean and arrive in San Francisco, an important port city on the west coast of the United States.

Finally arrived, Liu Yanzhi couldn't help but feel excited and repeatedly told the two servants to be respectful and wink when he saw his wife.

"Yes, lord." The two of them replied in unison. It was a blessing for them to have a master like Liu Yanzhi. They had no temper, paid enough wages, and had no special habits. They could travel across the ocean to gain knowledge. When they returned to their hometown, they would be able to brag about it.

San Francisco Port Customs, guests in first-class and second-class cabins can directly land without going through inspection, and there are special people to transport their luggage down. Guests in other cabins do not have this special treatment. Not only do they have to go through customs interrogation, but they also have to check for lice, flea parasites. Chinese people are even discriminated against and must be detained in the shelter for a period of time before they can be released.

Liu Yanzhi was a first-class VIP and enjoyed the exemption from inspection. A group of sailors helped him carry his suitcase. The four-wheeled carriage was applauded on the dock and loaded his luggage. The coachman went straight to Chinatown according to Liu Yanzhi's instructions.

In Chinatown, Yanzhi's laundry, before the carriage stopped, Liu Yanzhi flew down, feeling excited. He was dressed in a straight face, raised his hand to knock on the door, and suddenly he was stunned. It was business hours, why was the store closed?

An ominous premonition came to my mind. Liu Yan opened the door and entered the store and headed straight to the second floor. The store was empty, with clear windows and clean windows. There was a cradle by the bed. There were also clothes that had not been washed and uncollected in the store on the first floor. It seemed that the owner was out in a hurry and walked in a hurry.

Liu Yan felt dry and dry. He thought this was a private time travel that would not attract Hannibal's attention. It seemed that he had guessed wrongly that Lin Su and his son were taken away by Hannibal's men. He could not guess where they were taken. Maybe it was the benchmark time and space, or any era.

It was useless to be anxious. Liu Yanzhi tried to calm down, got off the building and unloaded his luggage from the carriage. At this time, the neighbors all watched the fun. The people living in Chinatown must be Chinese. People still kept dressed in the Qing Dynasty. Men had braids and women had small feet. They were talking in dialects that Liu Yan could not understand, and most of them were from Chaoshan.

Liu Yanzhi bowed his hand everywhere, pointed to the laundry sign, and shouted: "I, Liu Yanzhi."

He was speaking in the official northern dialect, and some people could understand it and knew that it was the male owner of the laundry store who had returned, but when Liu Yan asked them where Lin Su was going, no one could answer.

Liu Yanzhi thought of Sun Wen's letter and settled two servants and went to find the overseas Chinese leaders in the local Chinatown for help. Where there are Chinese people, there are gangs. Chinatown in San Francisco is the territory of Hongmen. With Mr. Zhongshan's letter in hand, it was really good. The overseas Chinese leaders said that they would send someone to find clues immediately and host a banquet to entertain Liu Yanzhi.

At this time, Liu Yanzhi was not in the mood to drink and socialize. He politely declined. When he returned to the laundry, Xiao Cui had already sorted out the things in his suitcase. Aji was cooking with fire. The enthusiastic neighbors brought some vegetables and fruits. The master and servant ate their first meal in the United States at the table where Lin Su sat.

After dinner, Liu Yanzhi came to the bedroom upstairs and fiddled with the wind chimes on the cradle. A crisp and pleasant ringtone rang, and the baby seemed to giggle in his ears.

There is a diary in the desk drawer in the bedroom, and rows of fly-headed small calligraphy records Lin Su's experience after coming to the United States. He uses classical Chinese, which is concise and concise. The various hardships in it are vividly displayed on the paper, making people cry when they see it.

That night, Liu Yanzhi slept in the bed where Lin Su slept. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Liu Yanzhi had insomnia. There were traces of Lin Su and the children everywhere, which made him dream and toss and turn.

The next day, the boss from Chinatown came to the laundry in person and told Liu Yanzhi what he found out that Lin Su and the child were indeed taken away by a few white people. They left in a hurry, but they were not kidnapped, because Lin Su's face was full of happiness when she left.

Liu Yanzhi took out a piece of paper, which was a portrait of Hannibal whom he couldn't sleep last night with charcoal strokes.

"Is this person taken Lin Su away?" Liu Yan asked directly.

The big guy asked someone to take the portrait to see the witnesses, and the feedback they received was vague, because Chinese people all looked the same, and if ordinary people don’t deliberately remember it, it is difficult to remember what they saw in a hurry, even if they recall it, it is mostly wrong.

The clues were broken, but Liu Yanzhi was basically sure that it was Hannibal's people who took Lin Su away. He spent money to advertise in San Francisco newspapers to find Hannibal. If these people were still in 1901, they would have seen the advertisement.

During the days of waiting, Liu Yanzhi continued to run a laundry and experienced Lin Su's joys and sorrows. It is recorded in her diary that when she first came to the United States, she was surrounded by a male servant named Chen Asheng, but not long after, Asheng died of illness after being unacceptable. Lin Suquan took the laundry alone, gave birth to a child and hired a nanny, and worked hard to find her husband's whereabouts while managing. The suffering was not enough for outsiders to tell her.

The next day, the San Francisco Chronicle published a response to Liu Yanzhi's advertisement. There were only four Arabic numerals on the page with a large tofu block: 2018.

This is an answer that only Liu Yanzhi can understand. Hannibal was waiting for him in 2018 for benchmark time and space. Mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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