"Welcome to another world, and have a great journey, novice adventurer."

The voice is indistinguishable from the male and female.

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

In the haze, an apartment gradually solidified.

Night.

All sorts of neon lights begin to flicker, and the whole city is enveloped in an atmosphere of glamour, drunkenness.

Hong Kong Island, a small city but one of the four Asian tigers, and bankers and entrepreneurs seem to be everywhere, after all, it is also one of the world's three major financial centers.

However, under this bright aura, the bottom is full of chaos and contradictions.

Even after the clean-up by the Independent Commission Against Corruption, community activities are still rampant, illegal activities such as smuggling ice powder and drying horses are still thriving, and countless evils are quietly corroding the entire city like gangrene attached to the bones.

……

In 1982, deep water wading.

Early in the morning.

In an old apartment, the sound of water is howling.

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

As a young man with five poisons in the new era and a college student lying flat, he must have read the novel, so in Meng Fan's eyes, the word crossing is not new.

Now, he has even drawn inferences from others, thinking of proper nouns such as "infinite heavens", "main god space", "global reincarnation" and so on.

But what about the veterans?

It's a man who looks fierce, has a cigarette in his mouth, and preferably wears sunglasses.

This person first told the cause and effect dryly, and after presenting strong evidence, he put on a cold posture of "believe it or not" and "my task is complete".

However, time has proven that:

Meng Fan did not have this kind of treatment.

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

As a result, a very sudden sound sounded in my ears, and my body was immediately shrouded in a thick fog, and when I opened my eyes again, it was this apartment.

"Is it so casual to cross now?"

"The new identity is a bad guy?"

"Lao Tzu is so big, I haven't touched a gun once, I didn't expect it to open here."

Beside him, on an old-fashioned drum washing machine, there was a glowing Dot 38 pistol.

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

"Could it be that you are dealing with the big brother of the club?"

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

Name: Meng Fan

Alarm number: PC9526

Age: 23 years old

After graduating from the Police Academy two years ago, he originally worked in the Central and Western District Police Station as an O-meter gunman in plainclothes, specializing in investigating crimes related to organized crime.

Because he cracked a case of illegal smuggling ice powder not long ago, he was promoted to sheriff by his boss, and the V-shaped stripe on the arm of the 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 Shi, a place with little oil and water, and it is still a sub-bureau in the suburbs.

"There seems to be something hidden in it."

"It's a bit of a bright rise and a dark fall, and the meaning of the frontier is distributed."

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

First of all, he has not changed his appearance in the mirror, but he looks slightly more mature, twenty-three or four-year-old.

And because of his identity, his body looks quite tough, especially under the police uniform, his already not bad face is more heroic.

Syllable!

The shoes collide with the ground with a crisp sound.

Meng Fan raised his hand in the mirror and gave a military salute, he was very satisfied with his appearance.

Muttered:

"Forget it, no matter how much it is, since fate has arranged it like this, then accept the challenge and live a good life."

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

Maybe it's the perk of reading too many novels.

Mental quality has been trained.

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

"Let's go out to eat first, try the authentic Hong Kong Island flavor, and then report to the new police station to see what the situation is."

Not much.

The door slammed shut.

The dot 38 placed on the washing machine also disappeared.

The streetscape is full of old movie grain, full of billboards, graffiti, and posters of actresses wearing heavy makeup.

The stalls were close to each other, the fires flickered on and off, and the smoke and aroma curled up and scattered in all directions.

"Sir, are you eating?"

"Come and sit down, Grandma will cook curry fish balls for you."

"Pretty boy." "Pretty Boy~"

Compared with Ah sir, Meng Fan prefers the title of pretty boy, and he almost lost himself in this "pretty boy".

Of course, a large part of the reason why the vendors are so enthusiastic is this sheriff's uniform.

"Ah sir!"

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

The so-called uniformed policemen, who sound majestic, are actually patrol members, who get up early every day and bring a pen to the street, walk along one end of the jurisdiction to the other, smoke cigarettes and eat snacks halfway, and the day's work is over.

To tell the truth, these people are not even qualified to ask about the old boy who collects protection money, because it is the work of O, and the only power in their hands is to post tickets for private cars, which is purely to rob the traffic police.

"Hmm."

Meng Fan nodded at him, and without saying anything, he asked a grandmother next to him for a bowl of fish balls brushed with a secret sauce, and picked them up with a bamboo skewer to eat.

Not to mention, it tastes good for the first time.

Probably because of the real thing.

"Grandma, the money is here, you don't need to look for it."

About ten minutes later, a note was pressed against the bottom of the bowl.

It's not a large denomination banknote, Meng Fan doesn't have this kind of bad taste, and his pocket doesn't allow it, he estimates that after the meal is paid, there will be more than one dollar left.

In the 80s, what was this money for?

A bag of doll noodles in the supermarket, a special price of two corners.

However, compared to the uniformed policeman who walked over just now and ate and drank all the way in vain, Meng Fan felt that his ideological consciousness was very high, and he was worthy of the name of a beautiful boy!

"Pretty boy, next time I will take care of Grandma's business and introduce the little girl to you......"

The voice could be heard from afar.

It's just a joke, it's not true.

Let's live until then.

Meng Fan restrained his smile, walked to the parking area outside the alley, started a seventy-percent new Land Rover III series pickup, and drove towards the Shenshui Police Station Branch according to the road signs.

One thing to say, the driving experience of this classic car is very good, the molded plastic grille, and the exaggerated front face shape are particularly eye-catching.

"Were there any big cases in the eighties?"

"The Four Detectives? Lame Hao? The timing is right. ”

Leaning against the 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 is set in the seventies and eighties, and there are really not many police movies.

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

In particular, the latter few classic dialogues can still be recited in full.

[Are you good at fighting?] You can fight a fart, you have to have power when you come out to mix, you have to have a background, which way are you? 】

[My name is Ajie, if you don't like it, just call me prince, I can afford it. 】

[It turned out to be a small deflated three. 】

After his brain made up this scene, the tension in Meng Fan's heart subsided slightly.

He felt that there was no way to heaven and man.

If you bring yourself into this place and want to harm people's lives, why bother?

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

Meng Fan kept hinting at himself and thinking about the better.

The other side.

At the Shenshui Wading Police Station, the door was opened, and the police officers came in one after another with briefcases or morning tea.

"Uncle Zhong, morning."

"Early, Jin McKee, what about Meng Chao? Didn't come with you? ”

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

Drip, drip!

The sound of the horn was heard.

Interrupt the conversation between the two.

"Don't you know to avoid pedestrians? is so arrogant, and he still drives a Land Rover to the police station, and he drives a Land Rover, which is amazing? Bah! ”

Kim McGee, who was in the middle of the road, turned around and couldn't help but whisper.

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