Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 22

"If I work hard for four or five years and my boss gives me more bonuses, I can buy a villa here, provided that the price does not increase."

Different from the ordinary real estate market, where buildings are built one after another and houses are built next to each other in a compact layout, the villas on Jadoli Mountain are all single-family homes.

Moreover, there is a huge distance from the neighbors’ houses. There are all kinds of precious tree species on both sides of the road, and there are green shades everywhere, and the air is better than that below.

Listening to the emotion from the co-pilot, Meng Fan was thinking how long he could stay in this world. When the fog enveloped him, he only said one sentence:
Welcome to explore another world, I wish you a happy journey, novice adventurer.

It would be nice if he could stay on Hong Kong Island all the time, anyway, he was an orphan in the original world and had no ties to him.

No, because I have no financial resources, I still need a student loan from the bank.

Forget it...forget it...everything comes, everything here is slowly getting better——

Promotion, salary increase, ability to exorcise demons.

It seems that all he needs is a beautiful girl to accompany him, otherwise, life would be complete.

Villa 32.

The Land Rover pickup truck came to a steady stop.

There is a saying. This old car, which has been officially discontinued for some time, can still attract some curious or envious eyes when placed in Sham Shui Wad, but in this wealthy area, it is nothing at all. Mercedes-Benz, Rolls-Royce and Rolls-Royce cars are everywhere. Les.

"Get out of the car. Leave the mahogany sword and the like in the car first. Come back to pick them up if needed."

"Remember to take the ancestor's magic weapon with you."

"Understood, brother."

After saying that, Kim McKee found more than a dozen yellow talismans from the pocket in the back seat, counted them a little, and immediately put them into his trouser pocket.

Meng Fan took out his police officer's ID card, fastened it to his chest with a special clip, locked the car, and walked quickly towards the villa.

Although that Ms. Zhang Zimei was released on bail in the name of being possessed by a ghost, she can only stay in this luxurious villa in Kadoorie Hill.If there is any need, it must be done through the nearby police, or please ask the nannies and servants at home, and they must not leave the villa for half a step.

"Huh!"

"This world is crazy."

Kim McGee whistled and kept looking around to hide his inner excitement. After all, this was his first ghost-related mission after completing his studies, and his various emotions were not understandable to outsiders.

Right in front of the two of them was the gate of the villa, surrounded by wreaths.

【High moral character and high respect】

【De Ze Chang Chui】

……

A big brother in a society has nothing to do with "Germany"?Oh, by the way, the deceased "Chefangqiang" was a veteran of the triad society with a virtue character, and he was indeed closely related to "de".

At this moment, looking at the words on the wreath, Meng Fan felt that this society was really ironic. If a big boss wanted to be in power, he had to go through so many swords and swords, and how many families were forced to separate and destroy their families.

Don't talk about moral principles.

Which club elder brother from that era didn't have blood on his hands, which one didn't touch ice powder, which one didn't open a bath?

However, debts are wiped out after death.

Meng Fan felt emotional for a while, and then quickly adjusted. He came to investigate the truth of the case, not to defend others.

If the murder did involve ghosts or other supernatural factors, he would be responsible for eradicating them completely.

"Hey, who are you looking for?"

Seeing two strange men approaching, the boy in black who was guarding the door of the villa immediately stepped forward to stop them.

Jin McGee was too lazy to talk to him and pointed to the police officer badges hanging on the chests of himself and his senior brother.

"Hey, it turns out to be a note. Come in and remember to follow Mother Wu's arrangements. My sister-in-law is not someone you can meet whenever you want."

"..." Meng Fan.

Kim McGee raised his eyebrows: "I'll choose!"

"Forget it, what's the point of arguing with a street brat?" Meng Fan raised his hand to stop his junior brother.

As their Taoism increased, their appetites also increased dramatically, and when these foods entered their bodies, it was not that they had no effect.

It is pure nonsense to say that one punch could easily kill world boxing champion Ali, but punching a normal adult man would not be a problem.But is it necessary to vent your anger on a janitor?

Self-surrender.

In fact, that Ma Chai was just talking. The moment Kim McGee planned to take action, he really got scared.

After all, a thief is a thief. He can never hold his head high in front of officials. He can only watch two inspector-level police officers enter the villa to talk to the sister-in-law.

"Very bright."

"The sun has not set and all the lights in the villa are on. Why don't you pay for the electricity?"

There was deep dissatisfaction in Jin McGee's tone.

Until a sexy female voice came from the living room:
"This sir is really angry. Why don't you come over and have a cup of herbal tea to calm down the heat?"

As soon as he opened the door, he glanced past an old woman who looked like a housekeeper, and saw a charming-looking woman on the sofa.

Because of the heavy makeup, Meng Fan felt that she looked a bit mature, about 25 or [-] years old.

At this moment, Zhang Zimei was wearing cool pajamas, revealing two white and tender arms. She was wearing avant-garde high-heeled sandals, her legs were crossed, and her ten toes were as red as beans, swaying up and down, not shying away from Kim McGee's fiery gaze.

Meng Fan followed his junior brother's line of sight and saw the shoelaces extending to the bare feet like vines, as well as the white legs.

"You guy..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Zimei sighed again and said teasingly: "Sir, do you want me to open it up for you guys to see?"

you? ? ?

In an instant, Meng Fan looked away, feeling that he had been accidentally injured.

Beside him, junior brother Jin McGee coughed twice to cover up his inner embarrassment.

"Ms. Zhang?"

Meng Fan quickly got into work mode, sat down opposite the sofa, with a businesslike posture.

"Haha, sir, just call me A Mei. You are 23 years old and I am only 20 after my birthday. What do you call me ma'am?"

Zhang Zimei pointed to Meng Fan's badge, then, slightly bent down, took out three cups from the coffee table, and shouted to the side:

"Mama Wu, pour milk tea for the police officer."

After a moment.

Steaming milk tea appeared on the table, and the three of them talked face to face.

"As for Che Fangqiang's death, I never expected that you would get out of your psychological shadow so quickly..."

Meng Fan's tone was tactful.

But the lady Zhang Zimei in front of her was not generally strong. She spoke quickly and interrupted directly:

"Nonsense, I'm less than 79, he's [-], and I've only been married to this old guy for three months, so there's no relationship."

"Ok."

Seeing that the person involved was so forthright, with an attitude of not being afraid of ghosts knocking on the door without doing anything wrong, Meng Fan went straight to the point: "Can you describe your state when Che Fangqiang died? According to the previous records, you didn't I don’t deny that I have held a knife, and that knife was the murder weapon.”

"Just call me A Mei."

"In addition, I didn't kill him, but something suddenly attached to him. His whole mind went blank, and he couldn't obey his orders from head to toe..."

Having said this, Zhang Zimei's pupils shrank, and finally she no longer looked so strong, and her breathing gradually became faster, as if she would die in the next moment.

"Ms. Zhang?"

"Ms. Zhang?"

"Miss Amei..."

Meng Fan called three times, but there was no response.

Seeing this, Jin McGee was at a loss. He had never felt the ghost approaching, so he was about to take out the Bagua mirror.

(End of this chapter)