Years: Salted fish life since going to the countryside.

Chapter 1681 Mistaken Target Check-in
Stealing a car—no, I should say finding a kind person to sponsor a car—is nothing to Han Li, who has a cheat-like ability.

Moreover, modern cars don't have much of an anti-theft system. You can break the ignition key switch, find the two main wires, and drive away by touching them.

However, doing so would mean that Han Li would face the risk of being intercepted and checked by the police at any time along the way.

Han Li considered it for a moment and decided to first check out car rental companies and used car dealerships. If he could buy a car without a driver's license, he would risk driving without one.

If you can't rent or buy a car, then find a kind person to sponsor one.

If we happen to encounter some clueless police officers on the street who try to stop and check us, we can just send them to see their respective grandmothers; they're all foreigners anyway.

Han Li's trip to the car rental company was in vain. It wasn't about whether the price was high or low; it was that without a driver's license from the United States, they simply wouldn't rent to him.

Next, Han Li took a taxi to the largest used car dealership in San Francisco. The place was pretty good; they didn't care if you had a local driver's license or not, as long as the money was right, the car was yours.

Han Li bought a used Audi A4 here, the model of which was unknown. He filled it up at the gas station next door, stepped on the gas, and headed south along California Highway 1.

The moment the car started, Han Li was already prepared to kill a few unlucky fools, but he didn't encounter any police cars all the way to Los Angeles.

If this is a good thing, then Han Li's driving along the coastline for nearly 700 kilometers, stopping to inquire at every dock he saw, regardless of size, and ultimately not getting any news about the "Saving Treasure" company, is definitely bad news.

As Han Li was about to enter downtown Los Angeles, he drove his car onto a deserted side street, stored it in his spatial storage, and waited for a ride by the roadside.

After a while, Han Li finally got on a bus and got off after entering the city.

Then I took a taxi to the Hotel O'Roosevelt, which I had chosen beforehand. The hotel is located on Hollywood Boulevard.

Actually, there are many, many high-end hotels near Hollywood Boulevard. The reason Han Li chose the Roosevelt Hotel is because it was the venue for the first Academy Awards ceremony.

When Han Li arrived at the hotel in a taxi, he found that there were many handsome men and beautiful women dressed in various styles standing around.

Most of them were gathered in twos and threes, talking and watching every car that came in and out of the hotel.

The situation improved slightly when Han Li entered the hotel lobby, but there were still many people there and in the adjacent bar.

Han Li learned from the doorman who led the way that these people were dressed more elegantly than those outside the hotel.

Most of these people are newcomers in the entertainment industry who come here hoping to bump into big-name celebrities and famous directors.

For these people, if they could bump into big-name celebrities or famous directors here and get connected, or be noticed by them, it would be a chance to rise to the top in one step.

As they were talking, Han Li arrived at the hotel front desk with the doorman's help. While checking in, he carefully observed the crowd waiting for their chance.

It must be said that the systems in each state of the United States are different, which results in different social conditions.

In New York's Broadway, although Black people have long been allowed to perform on stage, only a minority of them have been granted permission, and there are not many other ethnic groups working on Broadway.

The system in Hollywood, Los Angeles is relatively more open, or rather, more relaxed, so there are all kinds of people here, including Asians, Latinos, African Americans, and Mexicans.

Upon closer inspection, the number of white people waiting to meet someone at the hotel was only slightly more than that of black people, while the number of black people far surpassed that of other ethnic groups.

Although Han Li had already driven several hundred kilometers, stopping at docks to inquire about information along the way, he was already exhausted, and rest was the most important thing now.

However, Han Li didn't do that. After checking in at the hotel reception, he turned around and headed to the bookstore outside. Having driven hundreds of kilometers, Han Li looked at the coastline along the way and thought to himself...

The countries of Western Europe began plundering the wealth of the Americas more than 1400 years ago, and the sinking of the "Lady Atoca" in the surrounding seas was definitely not the only one.

To salvage more shipwrecks filled with gold and jewels, we need more books, documents, and materials on this subject.

This is why Han Li didn't rush to rest but instead went to the bookstore.

The United States itself doesn't have much history to tell, so there are almost no books about the local history; most books focus on other countries in Western Europe.

Han Li bought a few books by well-known authors in the industry before returning to his room at the Orosford Hotel.

After returning home, Han Li first took a shower, boiled water, and made a cup of tea before leaning against the headboard and picking up the books he had just bought to read.

Time flew by and it was already evening. Han Li didn't care about the tip and was too lazy to go out for dinner, so he simply called the waiter to have it delivered to him.

However, when ordering food, the restaurant gave Han Li a surprise. Perhaps it was because California was originally Mexican territory, and there are not only many Mexicans here, but also authentic Mexican cuisine.

After hearing the introduction, Han Li immediately ordered roast beef, spicy steak, braised chicken wings, roast chicken, ostrich meat, roast pork ribs, and corn tortillas, which are the most representative of Mexican cuisine.

An hour later, when the waiter pushed the food cart in, they had already arranged all the food. Han Li gave the waiter a tip and then let him leave.

Han Li enjoyed his meal very much. After finishing his meal, he took the freshly brewed tea and walked to the window to look at the night view outside.

It's already past nine o'clock at night, but there are still quite a few people waiting under the streetlights outside the hotel, hoping to find their chance.

Perhaps it was the arrival of night that made these people act much bolder than during the day.

Some of them were showing off their physiques under the streetlights in front of the hotel, constantly performing some bodybuilding moves.

Some people were dancing on lampposts like steel pipes, some were imitating Charlie Chaplin's movements in a certain movie, and some were performing acrobatics.

There are even some people who are not very bright, or rather, more radical, who will bang on the windows of luxury cars coming out of the hotel, and even boldly lift their clothes and shout something at the people inside the car.

However, such people, as well as those who want to sing and perform around the hotel, are considered troublemakers who disturb the rest of hotel guests.

Without exception, these people were driven away by the hotel's security personnel in a very short time.

Some people may have been drinking or on drugs, and if they try to resist or struggle, the police in the police cars parked on the side of the road will come over immediately.

Without a word, they were given a beating with batons, and then these police officers roughly dragged them into the police car.

The hotel security personnel watched with amusement, openly offering cigarettes and chatting with the police. When it was time to leave, both sides would wave goodbye with smiles, fully demonstrating the seamless cooperation and tacit understanding between the police and the people of Los Angeles.

This is just one performance near a hotel on Hollywood Boulevard; other hotels, even those slightly less famous than the Urouge Hotel, would likely be in similar situations.

Regardless, what was happening before Han Li's eyes was an eye-opener; these were sights he had never seen on Broadway in New York.

Unfortunately, the hotel is only twelve stories high, and Han Li is staying on the tenth floor, so the view of the street is limited; he can't see anything too far away.

As Han Li was enjoying the street performance, his room phone rang.
(End of this chapter)