Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

"A Xiao, I thought you were going to abandon me!"

On the plane, Liu He held the big and small luggage and stuffed it all over his head. After sitting down, he took a breath and said to Du Yongxiao.

"How did it happen? You and I hit it off right away, and I can go to England with you, and I don't know how many generations to cultivate blessings!" Du Yongxiao crossed his legs and folded the newspaper.

"Why do I feel that this sentence is very awkward? Usually I like to use it to pick up girls."

"Really? That's even more proof that we're like-minded—come shake hands!"

"Ugh, shake hands!"

Du Yongxiao and Liu He shook hands.

"Is it okay? If it's okay, can I read the newspaper for a while?"

"Well, look!" Liu He nodded.

Du Yongxiao ignored him and concentrated on reading the newspaper.

Sitting on the chair, Liu He glanced at the stewardess and asked Du Yongxiao, "By the way, you haven't answered me yet—are those babes really big?"

Du Yongxiao directly covered his face with a newspaper, acting like I don't know you.

...

Scotland Yard is the name of the Metropolitan Police Service in the capital of the United Kingdom. It is responsible for the security and maintenance of traffic in the area including the entire Greater London area.

Scotland Yard is located in Westminster, London, about 200 yards from the House of Lords. It is the police authority in the Greater London area of ​​the British capital. It was established in 1829 under the leadership of the Home Secretary Robert Peel.

The agency also undertakes major national tasks, such as cooperating with commanding anti-terrorism affairs, protecting royal family members and senior officials of the British government.

As a Hong Kong police officer who comes to Scotland Yard for training, the easiest way to save money is to report directly to the police department, which is responsible for arranging dormitories and solving the problem of food and accommodation.

Of course, if you are not used to eating and living, you can also rent a house out of your own pocket, as long as you can report on time during the training period and participate in various activities.

When Chen Zhichao came to Scotland Yard last year, in order to "get together" and "integrate into the collective", he took the initiative to ask to live in a police host arranged by the Police Department.

The result was miserable, because these ghosts discriminated against the Chinese, they were targeted and excluded everywhere in the dormitory, and they were bullied even when they washed their face, brushed their teeth and went to the bathroom. Chen Zhichao had no choice but to temporarily rent a house outside to pass the training.

Du Yongxiao did not follow in Chen Zhichao's footsteps. He is used to cleanliness and doesn't like to live in groups, so from the beginning, he didn't consider living in the free police dormitory, and he didn't intend to "mingle with" those ghosts.

He found a mid-level hotel three hundred meters away from the police station.

There was no one at the hotel counter.

On the wall inside, hung a bunch of keys.

On the counter was the personnel register and a bottle of malt whiskey.

Jingle!

Du Yongxiao pulled the wind chime beside him, and Liu He followed behind with big bags and small bags.

For a moment——

A Caucasian girl came out of the inner room with disheveled clothes, showing most of her snow-white breasts. She gave Du Yongxiao a coquettish look, and said in English, "Handsome guy, if you need it, call this number!"

As he spoke, he stuffed a piece of paper into Du Yongxiao's hand.

You don't need to guess to know that this is a wandering warbler.

Du Yongxiao was about to throw the piece of paper into the trash can, when Liu He came over with his luggage, "Don't throw it! It's a good thing!" He snatched it and bit on his mouth.

"Hey, what are you doing?" An old white man came out of the room just now, with a belt in his hand, looking at Du Yongxiao and the others warily.

"Accommodation." Du Yongxiao said.

The old white man looked at Du Yongxiao suspiciously: "Are you sure you want to stay? Do you have money?"

"Yes!" Du Yongxiao took out a roll of pounds from his pocket and showed it to the old man.

Before 1967, 1 pound was exchanged for 16 Hong Kong dollars, and after 1967, 1 pound was exchanged for 14.55 Hong Kong dollars.

It is now 1968, and Du Yongxiao now has 300 pounds in his hands, which is 4,300 Hong Kong dollars when converted into Hong Kong dollars.

The old white man nodded, "That's good!" Hiccupped, rubbed his red nose, went inside the counter, took a bunch of keys from the wall and handed them to Du Yongxiao: "The third floor, No. 5!"

As he spoke, he picked up the whiskey and opened the bottle cap to take a big sip, and continued: "This hotel provides breakfast, lunch and dinner, only half a pound, laundry, and if you call the lady, the price is extra!" After finishing speaking, he glanced at Liu He, " You can give it a try! Sarah is really good at kung fu, yes, oh my god, it's really good!"

Liu He bit the piece of paper in his mouth and nodded vigorously.

After taking the key and paying ten pounds as a deposit, Du Yongxiao took Liu He upstairs.

The old white man shouted from behind: "By the way, if you break the law here, the deposit will not be refunded! Damn it, you Chinese always cause trouble!"

In his opinion, Du Yongxiao and Liu He are also a pair of poor ghosts. Coming to a big city like London is like country bumpkins entering the city. As long as there is something wrong with them, the ten pound deposit can be blackmailed.

...

Du Yongxiao's sleep quality is not very good, especially when he comes to a strange environment, he tosses and turns in bed, even if he hugs a pillow, he still can't fall asleep.

He came to the UK from Hong Kong, and he didn't bring much cash with him. It looked like he was going to visit the HSBC bank here tomorrow to see if Shen Bi had handled the identity for him and whether the deposit had arrived.

An earth-shattering cry came from the next room. The white girl worked hard and treated the guests equally, unlike the old man in the hotel, who was very kind on the surface, but showed a trace of discrimination in his bones.

Liu He is also working very hard. Tonight is his first day in London, and it is also his first contact with a real London girl. With the idea of ​​"winning the country", he is madly doing what he loves.

Du Yongxiao took cotton, kneaded it into balls and stuffed it into his ears, and it became much cleaner. He glanced out the window, and it happened to be a full moon.

Everyone said that the moon abroad was rounder than the one at home, but he couldn't feel it.

...

Early the next morning, Du Yongxiao got up from the bed, washed up, had a simple breakfast, and knocked on Liu He's door, but Liu He was still soundly asleep.

Du Yongxiao didn't bother to call him anymore, and went downstairs only to find that it was drizzling outside, like smog pervading London.

This reminds Du Yongxiao of London's other alias "Fog City".

Seeing Du Yongxiao standing at the door hesitating, the old white man said, "I need an umbrella at all times here. How about it? Do you want to rent one or buy one?" As he spoke, he took out a black canvas from under the counter like magic. Umbrella.

Du Yongxiao smiled: "No need!" After speaking, he walked towards the drizzle.

The old white man sneered from behind: "Poor ghost!" He put the black umbrella back in place.

Du Yongxiao braved the rain and came to the side of the road, beckoning for a carriage.

Seeing that Du Yongxiao is Chinese, the bearded driver frowned: "Where are you going?"

Without saying a word, Du Yongxiao took out a coin from his pocket, flicked it with his fingers, and threw it to the driver: "Tip!"

The coachman grabbed the coin and saw that it was one pound. He immediately smiled and said, "Okay sir, get in the car! The damn rain is getting bigger and bigger!"