A Marine Admiral in the Marvel Universe

Seeing this, the white robber nearly wet himself in fear; he had never seen anyone carrying an armory on their person before.

"Wait a minute, I still have a Colt M16 in my crotch, I'll get it out now." Cao Gui smiled slightly at him, then reached into his crotch.

"No, no, no, don't look anymore, don't look anymore." The white robber trembled with fear.

However, Cao Gui still pulled it out, but not an M16, but a Benelli M4 shotgun, with seven red shotgun shells hanging on the right stock and the left side of the barrel.

"Sorry, I made a mistake. It was a shotgun." Cao Gui smiled shyly, blushing slightly.

"Here, take it. Didn't you want it?"

"You...you...don't come any closer!"

The robber retreated repeatedly, his legs trembling like noodles.

Cao Gui snatched the revolver from his neck, then pressed down on the back of his neck and dragged him in front of the woman:

"Give her back the ring, and apologize!"

------------

Chapter 29 Squirrel and Mandarin Fish

"Thank you, Cao, thank you for helping me."

Outside the Chinese restaurant, the white woman repeatedly expressed her gratitude, saying that if it weren't for Cao Gui, her cherished wedding ring would have been stolen by the thugs.

“You’re welcome, Helen,” Cao Gui said with a smile. “I’m from the FBI, this is what I should do.”

The white woman named Helen looked at Cao Gui with some surprise, then retorted:

"Damn, I've lived here for so long and this is the first time I've ever heard of the FBI having an obligation to help others."

Upon hearing this, Cao Gui was taken aback, but then he realized that in China, people were already used to the saying, "If you have any trouble, call the police."

Cao Gui was the same. As a handsome young man raised under the red flag, when faced with a crisis, the first thing he thought of was the government.

However, things are different here. This is Amerikan. The law enforcement agencies here are not the people's law enforcement agencies, but the capitalists' law enforcement agencies. Whether it's the FBI, NYPD, or DEA, these agencies are only responsible to the capitalists, not the people.

Police in Amreak are only required to maintain social stability, not to protect the lives or property of citizens. When they receive a report, they can immediately go to the scene of the crime, or they can sit at the door playing on their phones and watch the criminals finish their business before making an arrest.

Simply put, offering help is a favor, not offering help is simply one's duty.

Therefore, in Amerikan, there is only one thing that can protect your family and yourself, as well as your personal safety and property: a gun!

Besides, nobody will help you: the federal government, law enforcement, and the capitalists who control the entire country.

So when my neighbor hoards food, I hoard guns. My neighbor is my granary. Free America, gunfights every day. My great America has its own national conditions. Why be so surprised?

"Ahem, Ms. Helen, let's not talk about this..." Cao Gui cut off the topic, preparing to find a chance to slip away, but then Helen said:

"Cao, could you do me a favor?"

"Huh?" Cao Gui was confused. Could it be that you want to treat me to sweet soup?

“I’ve been working on a new Chinese dish lately, lemon sea bass, but I just can’t seem to get it right,” Helen said, frustrated. “I was thinking of trying it out at a Chinese restaurant to see if I could find some inspiration, but instead I got robbed.”

"So, I'd like to ask you to take a look at this for me."

Cao Gui: "..."

There's so much to complain about, I don't even know where to begin. This is the first time in all my years that I've ever heard of lemon sea bass being a Chinese dish…

and many more!

Lemon sea bass?

Cao Gui was startled. He seemed to remember that Gwen's mother's specialty dish was lemon sea bass, right? And her mother's name was Helen, wasn't it?

Ding~

Cao Gui's eyes gleamed; he had come up with a way to break through Director Stacy's blockade.

"No problem, Ms. Helen, come on, let me help you from a Chinese perspective. I'm sure you can make the perfect lemon sea bass."

"Really?" Helen was overjoyed. "Thank you, Cao."

"You're welcome, Ms. Helen," Cao Gui said warmly with a smile. "But have you ever considered learning another way to cook fish in Chinese cuisine? I can teach you."

"Really? I want to learn."

"Let's go then, let's go buy some items we need for cooking Chinese food."

"No problem, let's go!"

……

zizi——

The oil sizzled as Cao Gui placed a fish head coated in cornstarch into the pan, its mouth wide open and tilted upwards.

"Helen, the first frying is to set the shape, and the second frying is to cook the fish."

"OK, I've written it down."

In front of the range hood, Cao Gui operated the oil pan while explaining cooking techniques to Helen, who in turn took notes of what Cao Gui said in a small notebook.

Once the fish head was almost fried, the chopped fish meat was put into the oil. Cao Gui taught Helen to make squirrel-shaped mandarin fish, a dish with a sweet and sour flavor that suits the tastes of foreigners.

Moreover, considering the foreigners' rigid palates, Cao Gui thoughtfully chose mandarin fish. Unlike the four major freshwater fish, which have eight bones in their flesh, this fish has more meat and fewer bones, so the foreigners should be able to handle it.

Cao Gui lacked the talent to improve dishes, so it was unrealistic to expect him to improve a dish he had never even heard of, lemon sea bass. However, it wasn't a big problem. He brought out this squirrel-shaped mandarin fish, which immediately fooled Helen.

There's no way around it, Squirrel Fish is a dish that looks amazing and tastes amazing, no one can resist it... except, of course, those who don't like sweet and sour flavors.

As Cao Gui poured the prepared orange-yellow sauce over the fish, a super delicious squirrel-shaped mandarin fish was ready. Now, let's move on to the technical aspects... cough, I'm getting carried away.

"Wow~ So this is what it looks like when it's done!" Helen exclaimed, looking at the plated dish. "It's like a work of art."

She felt that the dishes she had made before were just to fill her stomach, but now she saw art.

"Try it." Cao Gui raised his chin.

“I can’t bear to.” Helen shook her head. “It looks too beautiful. I don’t want to ruin it.”

"Why don't we just make another one?" Cao Gui said with a smile, letting Helen take a bite with a fork.

"how?"

"It's delicious, even better than I expected the lemon sea bass."

"Then it's up to you now. Good luck!"

“OK, no problem, leave it to me!” Helen said excitedly.

Unfortunately, Helen's knife skills were clearly lacking; she either cut the meat and fish skin together with one stroke or didn't cut it properly, failing to achieve the desired effect for the presentation.

Under Cao Gui's guidance, it took her a whole afternoon to barely grasp the essence. The taste was already quite good, but her knife skills were still lacking. In this aspect, she could only make up for it with time and practice.

"Mommy, we're back!" Gwen skipped and jumped into the kitchen, only to be met by Cao Gui, who was about to come out.

Gwen: ⊙▽⊙

Cao Gui: ⊙▽⊙

The two stared at each other, but Cao Gui was faking it; the plaid pattern was real.

"Damn, you...you...how did you get into my house?" Gwen's beautiful eyes widened, and she stammered.

“Gwen, you’re back! Let me introduce you…wait, you know each other?” Helen had just come out when she heard Gwen’s exclamation.

She froze on the spot, and the three of them stared at each other, at a loss for what to do.

"Honey, you're in the kitchen...wait, what are you doing in my house?"

Now, there's one more person staring at each other in bewilderment.

……

"Cao, I never expected that you were the classmate Gwen mentioned helping her," Helen said, somewhat surprised.

At the dinner table, Cao Gui and Stacy's family of five had dinner together. Helen looked at Cao Gui with shining eyes, becoming more and more satisfied with him. He was gentle and refined, polite and courteous, excellent in both character and academics, witty and humorous, knew how to cook, and had a close relationship with her daughter.

What else could he be but the most suitable son-in-law?

Chief George's gaze fell heavily... not in his head, but in his heart. He had been on high alert every day to prevent this wild boar from destroying the little cabbage he had painstakingly cultivated.

But despite all my calculations, he still managed to overtake me by taking a shortcut. It's infuriating.

"Well, Helen, I didn't expect that either," Cao Gui said somewhat shyly.

Gwen didn't say anything, focusing on the dishes Cao Gui had prepared, but her face was slightly flushed. She hadn't expected Cao Gui to appear in her house and was completely unprepared.

“Cao, may I visit your parents in a few days?” Helen smiled. “You have helped Gwen and me so much, I would like to meet your parents and thank them in person.”

Helen made the request to meet her future in-laws, and she could see, of course, that her daughter's face was flushed, showing the signs of a young girl in love.

There's no rush with the children's affairs; let them handle it themselves. But she can meet the other party's parents; she has plenty of excuses anyway.

“I’m afraid that won’t work,” Cao Gui said with a shrug. “They’ve been dead for a long time.”

Gwen's eyes widened. Having known Cao Gui for so long, this was the first time she had heard about his family situation.

“…I’m so sorry, Cao.” Helen was somewhat surprised, and a little heartbroken. She hadn’t expected Cao Gui’s family to be in this situation.

"It's alright, I'm used to it," Cao Gui chuckled.

Amidst laughter and conversation, the pleasant dinner proceeded slowly.

------------

Chapter 30 Elbow! Come inside with me!

A gentle evening breeze caressed my face, and under the neon lights, New York City was a dazzling sight at night.

On a balcony, Cao Gui and Gwen walked out side by side, both smiling and very close.

As for Chief George of the blockade, he has already been dragged into the kitchen by his wife to wash dishes.

"Cao, are you really an FBI agent?" Gwen asked with a slight smile.

“Of course, it’s the real deal,” Cao Gui said with a smile.

To everyone's surprise, Gwen pulled out an ID and showed it to Cao Gui: "Hello, this is an FBI agent, I'm from the NYPD."

This document, like Cao Gui's previous FBI non-staff document, is a protective document, and it was probably also obtained by Director George.

"Madam, I haven't done anything wrong, you can't arrest me."