I'm telling fortunes in North America. I'm really not a wizard.

Chapter 18 How do you know
If it were the original body, after knowing the problem of the Immigration Bureau police chief in front of him, Chen Yaozu would definitely tell him enthusiastically not to wait for the appointment at the public hospital, otherwise he would die, and to find a way to have the surgery as soon as possible.

But the Chen Yaozu now is no longer the original Chen Yaozu, and he no longer has the simple thinking of this twenty-year-old.

He didn't intend to speak unless there was any involvement.

The two people in front were chatting and talking about a shady deal.

Cindy handed over a piece of paper with two phone numbers and an address on it: "After you get out of the immigration prison, go directly to Los Angeles and find this first number.

He is also an Oriental, but he came here two years ago and has channels that can help him get a work permit more quickly and safely.

Some of our special clients were able to obtain work permits by skipping many steps through the lawyers introduced by him.

If you get into trouble, call the second number, that's my brother Tyler, he's a fixer.

You can spend a little money in Los Angeles to find a gang to solve some small problems, but don't expect too much for big problems."

Chen Yaozu took the note, nodded and said thank you.

Cindy hesitated to speak, but after thinking for a while, she said, "Dude, America's treatment of illegal immigrants is very changeable now. You might be arrested and sent back at any time.

If... I mean if I get deported it's not a big deal.

After being deported, many illegal immigrants continue to migrate on foot and enter America again.

I mean, you can do it again!"

Chen Yaozu smiled and nodded: "Okay, if I'm unlucky and get sent back, I'll go through it again."

If I were deported, I would never have the chance to go back again, and I might be targeted!
However, the woman was thoughtful. After thinking it over for a while, she lowered her head and said to her, "Go back and tell Antonio that you have to develop a new line. This police officer won't live long.

He has a tumor in his lung!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Antonio and Ben had already reached an agreement, and came back and held out his hand to Chen Yaozu with a smile: “Everything is arranged, my wizard.

By the way, Cindy has already given you the phone number!"

Chen Yaozu nodded and raised the note in his hand: "I have given it to you, thank you!"

Antonio said again:

"You just go through the motions at the immigration jail, stay there for two days, and when you get out and get a legal record of your illegal entry, you can go directly to Los Angeles.

Don't stop in Texas, Texas is not very friendly to illegal immigrants!

Only in Los Angeles, in America, has the largest number of Chinese.

Well, good luck to you! "

Chen Yaozu also smiled and replied: "I wish you good luck too, my guide!"

It was the first time that Chen Yaozu rode in a police car, but he didn't expect that this first time would be in America, across the ocean.

Zeng Hongbing asked quietly, "Are you going to jail now?
To be honest, this is my first time in jail!

I was feeling very nervous and uncomfortable. If this happened in the country, I would definitely have a criminal record.

Also, I wonder if the environment in America's cell is good!"

Chen Yaozu did not answer, but gently pointed to the driver's seat in front. His meaning was very clear: before he knew the other party's attitude towards him, he should try to be less noisy.

Because the other person has been expressionless ever since the two of them got in the car.

But after all, the money was collected and the service was done properly. We drove all the way here and entered the immigration prison.

The sheriff named Ben took them to a staff member wearing glasses and said, "Sam, follow the old rules and give them a single room!"

After that, he left!
Sam was a young man wearing glasses, probably just over thirty, but unfortunately his hairline was a little bald.

He was not wearing a police uniform, so he was probably just a civilian staff member of the immigration prison.

The man took them directly into a small room, took away their personal belongings, and handed them some papers.

“Fill out the form and state your specific identity information and the purpose of your visit to America.

Also, write down what special skills you have, whether you have served in the military, whether you have participated in any training, etc. ”

“Write as much detail as possible.”

Chen Yaozu didn't have much to write, so he just wrote that he was just a student, an ordinary student who had graduated not long ago.

Zeng Hongbing is indeed a talented person. The information he filled out shows his specialties:
Senior welder, has a certificate from Oriental, chef, this is a certificate from New Oriental.

Bricklayers, electricians, forklift operators, shovel operators...all have certificates!
Chen Yaozu thought to himself that this was useless!
America does not recognize these certificates.

If you want to work in this field, you must re-take the test here, which will consume a lot of manpower, material resources and time!

You even have to retake the driving test! This is why those middle-class immigrants who immigrated to America can't find jobs and end up working as delivery boys and washing dishes.

Because Beauty Card does not recognize most diplomas and certificates from the East. If you don’t have a diploma or certificate, you won’t be able to find a job here.

In modern society, whether in the East or the West, Asia or Europe, as long as it is a slightly formal workplace, when you recruit a stranger as an employee, how can people see your inner essence through your appearance?

When screening, in addition to personal connections, the most basic operation is to base it on your diploma or certificate.

However, the immigration prison only registers and does not take care of anything else.

Then, they were assigned a single room for two.

As the prison guards took them to the single cell, they saw the conditions of this temporary immigration detention center, which is also a temporary immigration prison.

There are beds, very densely packed together, with dozens of people in one room and seven or eight people in one room.

Finally, there are single rooms like theirs that accommodate one or two people. The environment is pretty good, the toilet is clean, and there is a shower head.

The bed was clean and there was a desk.

"Remember your room number.

When it's time for dinner, a bell will ring and the electric lock of this room will open. You can follow the crowd to the restaurant for dinner. The dinner time is half an hour.

After finishing your meal, please return to your room and do not run around.

This temporary detention of thousands of people is very complicated!"

After giving the order, the prison guard locked the door and left.

There was also someone being held next to them. They couldn't see who it was, but from the sound it seemed like there was only one person.

Now that he heard that someone had checked in, perhaps because he was lonely, he quickly greeted them in English.

Zeng Hongbing, who was restless, heard someone next door, so he quickly replied in his not very fluent English and actually started chatting with the other person.

Then, I got a lot of information.

It turns out that those who share a dormitory with dozens of people have no identity information, or their identity information is false, and they are suspected of being intelligence agents.

In other words, they tear up their passports after crossing the border, and when questioned, they refuse to tell the immigration prison which country they are from, for fear of being deported.

Among this group of people, the longest detention period has been more than two years. In fact, there were some who were detained for longer periods of time before, but they were transferred to other places.

Of course, there are no real intelligence personnel. If there were any, they would have been transferred to real prisons long ago.

As for those who share a dormitory with seven or eight people, they will be released after they have registered and their information has been verified.

In this case, it used to take one or two months to verify the information. But now there are so many illegal immigrants, so it is estimated that the process will be faster and it may take only half a month or a month to complete.

"As for you, it will be even faster. Usually, those who live in single rooms can leave in about a week before. Now it should be even faster!"

The voice next door was talking about them, but actually it was also talking about himself because he also lived in a single room.

It's just that he lives in a single room by himself, with no one to talk to, and he is almost dying of loneliness.

Chen Yaozu lay on his bed and began to wonder: now that he had arrived in America, where should he go next after he got out of the immigration prison?

Antonio Simmons, who had just crossed the border and returned to Mexican soil, suddenly slammed on the brakes and almost stepped on the chassis. Then he turned his head and stared at Cindy and asked seriously.

"Cindy, are you sure?"

Cindy shrugged, "No, I'm not sure, but that's exactly what the wizard said. Ben is dying. He has a tumor on his lung."

Antonio covered his head in distress: "Okay! Let me think about it first!"

Although Chen is a wizard who can see ghosts and predict danger, how can he tell that the other person has a tumor on his lung just by meeting him once?

This is too unbelievable!
It was not until they arrived at the hotel that Antonio took out a bottle of Corona from the refrigerator, poured himself a sip, and then took out his cell phone and called Ben.

“Hey, Anthony, if I’m reading this correctly, it’s night time.

Man, do you really want me to pick someone up at the border while I'm enjoying a nice day off from get off work?"

As soon as the call was connected, the voice on the other end came from the phone, and he sounded in a good mood.

“Look, man, I’m not kidding.

Have you had a physical examination recently? Do you feel any discomfort in your lungs? "

As soon as Antonio finished speaking, he heard a dead silence on the other end. After a while, Ben's voice asked, "Anthony, how do you know my lungs are not feeling well?"

(End of this chapter)