207: Chapter 205: It’s That Simple 207: Chapter 205: It’s That Simple Ever since Gao Yang mentioned to Glolov his intent to go to Idaho, Glolov immediately discussed with Yelena and her daughter the possibility of spending Christmas in Idaho.
After all, for the Glolov family, Christmas was not until January 7th, so it would not be too late to go now.
Yelena was content as long as she could be with Gao Yang, especially because the destination was his farm, so she was very excited and looked forward to the trip with Gao Yang.
Having decided to go to Idaho, Gao Yang informed Morgan that he would be leaving New York first, but he told Morgan that there was no need for his help this time.
He had to see what Little Donnie was capable of.
If Little Donnie couldn’t safely get them to Idaho, Morgan would have to help bail them out.
Of course, if Little Donnie managed the task without a hitch, then all would be well, and they wouldn’t need to bother Morgan with such minor issues in the future.
Gao Yang notified Little Donnie, asking him to handle the purchase of everyone’s plane tickets and their identity issues.
Gao Yang specifically requested that they must take a US commercial flight to Portland and that they had to board at a major airport.
Knowing that this was a test for him, Little Donnie only waited one day before calling Gao Yang to inform him that their identity issues had been resolved and that the plane tickets had been purchased.
Since it was a domestic flight, they couldn’t get a flight from New York’s busiest Kennedy Airport but would be flying from LaGuardia International Airport.
As one of the three major airports in New York, although LaGuardia was not as big as Kennedy Airport, it was sufficient to test Little Donnie’s ability.
It was only at LaGuardia International Airport that Little Donnie handed over the plane tickets and a driver’s license to Gao Yang, also taking the opportunity to see him off.
Holding the plane tickets and driver’s license in his hand, Gao Yang felt a bit nervous standing inside the departure hall of LaGuardia International Airport, even though Little Donnie had assured him that there would be absolutely no problems.
After scrutinizing the driver’s license repeatedly, remembering the name and address information on it, Gao Yang frowned and said, “Little Donnie, are you sure there’s no problem with this?
You should know that since 9/11, New York’s airports are said to have the strictest security checks in the US.
If we are caught with a fake license and run into trouble, you better think clearly about the consequences.”
Little Donnie smiled and said, “In a certain sense, your driver’s license is absolutely real.
As long as I don’t declare your identity invalid, you can continue to use this identity to stay in the US.
Trust me.”
Morgan had gone through a lot of trouble to create a fake identity for Gao Yang, but even now, the issue with their identities had not been resolved.
Gao Yang did not believe that Little Donnie’s capabilities could compare to Morgan’s, so he found it hard to believe that something Morgan hadn’t been able to resolve quickly was handled by Little Donnie in just one day and even confidently claimed to be a real identity, freely usable without any problems.
After pondering for a long while, Gao Yang said solemnly, “Little Donnie, I’m not doubting your abilities, but can you explain to me what you mean by ‘although the documents are fake, they’re just like real ones’?
What exactly does that mean?”
Looking around, Little Donnie spoke with a mysterious expression, “Let’s put it this way, your driver’s license was created by the best fake ID maker in New York for eight hundred US dollars each.
Nobody could tell that they’re fake.
But the thing is, the information on these documents can be found in the US identity information database, matching exactly with what’s on the documents.
It’s like the documents existed first, and then the US identity information database got your information.
So, anyone on any terminal checking will find the information on this driver’s license.
Once the information is in the database, the fake license becomes real.
Understand?”
Gao Yang could hardly believe his ears.
If such a feat was beyond Morgan’s capabilities, how could Little Donnie accomplish it so effortlessly?
It was unreasonable.
Seeing the look of skepticism in Gao Yang’s eyes, Little Donnie smiled proudly and said, “Alright, let me tell you this—I have a great helper.
She used to be a member of the Cybersecurity Information Center but now she works for me.
Although she’s not a hacker, she can access any network terminal in the US whenever needed and modify any information for you.
Get it?
You can be absolutely assured about security.
Unless the FBI or the CIA are specifically searching for you, you don’t have to worry about anything.
If the police ever ask for your documents, just give them confidently.
Your background is super clean, as clean as a Saint’s.”
In the US, there are no national identity cards, and a driver’s license essentially serves as one.
To board domestic flights, to check into hotels, wherever proof of identity is necessary, showing a driver’s license will suffice.
If someone can’t or doesn’t know how to drive, or if they are elderly immigrants who need proof of identity, they must go to the Department of Motor Vehicles to obtain an ID card, which, still, looks just like a driver’s license.
Knowing the importance of a driver’s license was precisely why Gao Yang found it hard to believe what Little Donnie said.
He said in disbelief, “Is it really that simple?”
“Of course, it’s that simple, buddy, you need a gun permit, fishing license, hunting license, and any other documents—just say the word.
The Social Security number is a bit tricky though, as there are too many databases to access and too much stuff to forge.
And then there are things like file records, so it’s a bit of a hassle to fake, but you guys basically don’t need that, right?
But of course, if you do need it, let me know and I’ll try to sort it out for you.”
Having a Social Security number or not didn’t really matter to Gao Yang and his group; as long as they had their driver’s licenses, Gao Yang no longer had to worry about being stopped by the police for license checks while driving.
So he immediately decided to buy a car this time and drive it back to his farm.
Bob looked as if he had seen wonders today and, goggle-eyed, said, “Buddy, my concealed carry permit was revoked.
Can you help me out?”
Little Donnie shrugged his shoulders and said, “Tell me which police department revoked it and your identity information, and you don’t have to worry about the rest.”
Gao Yang looked at the others and then chuckled bitterly, “The problem that’s troubled us for so long is just solved like that, why do I always feel like this isn’t real?”
Excited about easily obtaining a concealed carry permit again, Bob said nonchalantly after hearing Gao Yang’s words, “What’s the big deal?
Think about it, if my dad were to sort this out for you, he would have to talk to big shots like governors or senators.
And these big shots, they wouldn’t personally handle such matters.
They would push it down the line, and it would have to be handed over to particularly trustworthy subordinates who would then have to find the specific agencies and people who would sort out your identity issues.
And if there’s even a slight difficulty, those big shots who are protective of their own reputation wouldn’t see it through.
So, that would be the end of it, and my dad would either have to find someone else to help or pay a higher price.”
After a pause, Bob laughed heartily and pointed at Little Donnie, “Compared to my dad’s runaround, his approach is so much simpler and more direct, brutally simple even.
If he’s got the skills, he can do all of this, so there’s nothing unacceptable about it.”
Realization dawned on Gao Yang, and he took a deep breath, “I see, that’s the old saying, ‘the county official is no match for the current manager.’ And it also proves another point: knowledge is power.
This saying is absolutely correct.”
Little Donnie pointed at his own head and smiled, “Exactly, it’s the power of the brain, the triumph of technology.
They use technology to make governance more convenient, and we use technology to exploit loopholes.”
After nodding, Gao Yang suddenly remembered something.
Looking at Little Donnie, he asked in bewilderment, “I don’t understand.
If you can do all this, then why bother being an agent?
Wouldn’t it be more promising to specialize in making fake IDs?
I think that would be way easier and more profitable than being an agent, right?”
Little Donnie hung his head, a note of helplessness in his voice, “Anyone who can do these things just wouldn’t be willing to make a living creating fake documents.
I’ve told you, she has her own principles.
She absolutely refuses to make money as a hacker.
Put it this way, if you weren’t my client, no matter how much money you’re willing to pay, she wouldn’t forge an identity for you.
The main reason is, our common wish, hers and mine, is to make me the most successful agent.
She’s only willing to do anything under that premise.”
Gao Yang asked, puzzled, “That principled?
How did you get her to work for you then?”
After a moment of silence, Little Donnie said sadly, “Her name is Eliza.
She grew up in an orphanage and had a rather unique situation.
Her family was terrible; domestic violence was a daily occurrence for her.
When she was five years old, her mother couldn’t take her father’s abuse anymore.
She shot his head to pieces and then turned the gun on herself.
Eliza was first taken in by her aunt, but the police soon rescued her because her aunt was also a scumbag.
Then Eliza went into the orphanage.
My father originally wanted to adopt her, but because of her experiences, Eliza had severe communication barriers and couldn’t adapt to a normal family life.
The orphanage was a more suitable place for her, and she preferred living there.
Hence, my father didn’t adopt her, but he always cared for her, often took me to visit her at the orphanage, and funded her through college until she started working.”
Little Donnie’s eyes reddened as he spoke, and after wiping away a tear, he continued in a heavy voice, “Sorry, I get a little emotional when I talk about my father.
Eliza agrees to help me mostly because of my father, and also, because I’m very familiar with her.
Like her, I was adopted.
My biological parents died when I was very young, and I grew up in an orphanage.
When I was eleven, Donnie Copfield adopted me and gave me his name; from that point on, I became Donnie Copafil II.
He gave me everything, and I really miss him.” (To be continued.
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