Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 1: Dude, are you going to arrest Young and Dangerous?

"Welcome to explore another world. I wish you a pleasant journey, novice adventurer."

The voice is indistinguishable from male to female.

Meng Fan, who was walking on the street with his computer bag on his back, suddenly felt that the scene in front of him began to distort. The sudden thick fog was like octopus tentacles, shaking his vision.

In the haze, an apartment gradually solidified.

dark night.

All kinds of neon lights began to flash, and the whole city was enveloped in an atmosphere of feasting, entertainment, and wealth.

Hong Kong Island, despite its small city area, is one of the Four Asian Tigers. At the same time, bankers and entrepreneurs seem to be everywhere. After all, it is also one of the three major financial centers in the world.

However, beneath this dazzling aura, the bottom layer is filled with chaos and contradictions.

Even after being cleaned up by the Independent Commission Against Corruption, community activities are still rampant, illegal activities such as ice powder smuggling and horse racing are still prosperous, and countless crimes are like gangrene on the bones, quietly corroding the entire city.

……

In 1982, deep water ford.

Early morning hours.

In an old apartment, the sound of water rushed.

Meng Fan kept washing his face with cold water until the clothes around his neck were completely soaked.

As a five-poison youth in the new era and a college student, I must have read the novel, so in Meng Fan's eyes, the word time travel is not new.

Now, he has even drawn inferences and thought of proper terms such as "Infinite Heavens", "Lord God Space", "Global Reincarnation" and so on.

But what about the seniors?

He is a man who looks fierce, has a cigarette in his mouth, and preferably wears sunglasses.

This person first dryly described the causes and consequences, and after presenting strong evidence, he assumed a cold attitude of "you guys believe it or not" and "my mission is accomplished."

However, time has proven:

Meng Fan did not receive such treatment.

He also couldn't figure it out. He just went out of school to repair his computer so that he could play black games with his roommates early.

As a result, a notification sound suddenly sounded in my ears, and my body was immediately enveloped in a thick fog. When I opened my eyes again, it was this apartment.

"Is time travel so easy now?"

"The new identity is a bad guy?"

"I have never touched a gun in my life. I didn't expect it to be fired here."

Beside him, on an old-fashioned drum washing machine, was a .[-] pistol with a cold light.

This standard pistol has a short range and low power. Its only advantage is that it is small and lightweight, and its recoil is almost negligible. Therefore, it is considered friendly to novices.

"Is it to deal with the club's big brother?"

While Meng Fan was receiving unfamiliar memories, he recalled the police movies and even Hong Kong variety novels he had watched in his previous life, and made speculations.

Name: Meng Fan

Police number: PC9526
Age: 23 years old

He graduated from the police academy two years ago and originally worked as a plainclothes agent with a gun in the Central and Western District Police Station, specializing in investigating organized crime.

Because he recently solved an illegal ice powder smuggling case, he was promoted to sergeant by his boss. The V-shaped stripes on the arms of his uniform became three, and his salary also increased a lot.

The only fly in the ointment is that he was transferred from the Central and Western District, which has the most wealthy and prosperous people in Hong Kong, to Sham Shui Wad, a place with little oil and water, and it is still a branch in the suburbs.

"There seems to be something hidden in it."

"It's a bit like rising up and down secretly, and being sent to the frontier."

In a low voice, Meng Fan took a deep breath in the mirror and adjusted his mentality.

First of all, his appearance in the mirror has not changed, he just looks a little more mature, like a 23-year-old.

And because of his status, his body looks quite tough, especially when set against the police uniform, his face, which is not bad at all, becomes even more heroic.

Snapped!
The leather shoes collided with the ground, making a crisp sound.

Meng Fan raised his hand in front of the mirror and gave a military salute. He was very satisfied with his appearance.

murmured:
"Forget it, don't worry about it. Since fate has arranged it this way, then accept the challenge and live it up."

To be honest, he didn't expect such an accident to happen to him suddenly, let alone that he would accept his fate so quickly.

Maybe it’s the benefit of reading too many novels.

Mental quality is exercised.

Or, there is no solution at all, and the subconscious has no choice but to be optimistic.

"First go out to eat and try the authentic Hong Kong Island flavor, and then report to the new police station to see what is going on."

Soon.

The door clicked shut.

The .[-] that was placed on the washing machine also disappeared.

The street scene in front of you is full of the graininess of old movies, with billboards, graffiti, and posters of actresses wearing heavy makeup everywhere.The stalls are close together, the fire flickers on and off, and the smoke and aroma curl up and spread around.

"Sir, how about some food?"

"Come here, pretty boy, and sit down. Grandma will cook curry fish eggs for you."

"Beautiful boy." "Beautiful boy~"

Meng Fan preferred the title of handsome boy to Sir, and he almost lost himself in the words "handsome boy."

Of course, a large part of the reason why the vendors are so enthusiastic is because of the police sergeant uniform.

"A sir!"

At this time, a uniformed policeman came over and saluted Meng Fan.

The so-called uniformed police officers sound majestic, but they are actually patrol members. They get up early every day and take a pen to the streets, walking from one end of the precinct to the other, smoking cigarettes and eating snacks on the way, and the day's work is over.

To be honest, these people are not even qualified to ask questions about young and Dangerous people who collect protection fees, because it is a job of O. The only power in their hands is to issue tickets to private cars, which is purely to compete with the traffic police.

"Ah."

Meng Fan nodded towards him, without saying anything, he asked an old woman next to him for a bowl of fish eggs with secret sauce, and ate them with a bamboo skewer.

Not to mention, it tastes pretty good when I try it for the first time.

Probably because of the real material.

"Grandma, the money is here, no need to look for it."

About 10 minutes later, a note was pressed at the bottom of the bowl.

It wasn't big denomination bills, Meng Fan didn't have such bad tastes, and his pockets didn't allow it either. He reckoned that after paying for the meal, there would be more than one yuan left.

In the 80s, what was enough money to do?
A bag of doll noodles in the supermarket is on sale for one yuan and two cents.

However, compared to the police officers in military uniforms who just walked over and ate and drank for free, Meng Fan felt that he had a high level of ideological awareness and was worthy of the name of a handsome boy!
"Beautiful boy, next time I come to take care of grandma's business and introduce my daughter to you..."

The sound came from far away.

Just a joke, don't take it seriously.

Let’s wait until then.

Meng Fan stopped smiling, walked to the parking area outside the alley, started a [-]% new Land Rover Series [-] pickup truck, and drove towards the Sham Shui Po Police Station branch according to the road signs.

All in all, the driving experience of this classic car is very good. The molded plastic grille and exaggerated front face shape are particularly eye-catching.

"Were there any big cases in the 80s?"

"Four detectives? Lame Hao? The timing doesn't match up."

Leaning against the car window with one hand and holding the steering wheel with the other, Meng Fan whispered to himself.

He is no stranger to Hong Kong Island.

But the background of the police and gangster movies in the 80s and [-]s is really not seen much.

On the contrary, I didn't fall behind, like Uncle Long's "New Police Story" and Yanzu's "New Humans", and I read them all.

Especially the latter's few classic dialogues, which can still be recited in full to this day.

【Are you good at fighting?You know how to spank for no reason. You need to be powerful and have a background to hang out. Which path are you on? 】

[My name is Ajie. If you don’t like it, just call me Prince. I can afford it. 】

[It turns out to be the little Yakuza. 】

After finishing this scene in his mind, the tension in Meng Fan's heart dissipated slightly.

He feels that there is no perfect way out.

If the unknown existence that brought you here wants to harm people's lives, why bother?

Even the main god space and the desperate nightmare situation will give people a certain chance of survival.

Meng Fan kept hinting to himself to think better.

the other side.

At the Sham Shui Po Police Station branch, the door opened, and police officers came in one after another carrying briefcases or morning tea.

"Uncle Zhong, early."

"Good morning, Jin McGee, where is Meng Chao? Didn't he come with you?"

"This kid suddenly said he wanted to play tennis and went to the street to buy a racket."

Drop drop!
A trumpet sounded.

Interrupt the conversation between the two.

"Don't you know that you should give way to pedestrians? You are so arrogant and you drive a Land Rover to the police station. How amazing is it to drive a Land Rover? Bah!"

Jin McGee, who was standing in the middle of the road, turned around and couldn't help but murmur.

Meng Fan looked at his face and fell into deep thought.

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