Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 51
police building.

On the sixteenth floor, the inspector's office.

"From now on, you are the sergeant of the ghost catching team, also known as Sha Zhan and San Chai. The police number is 15926. Do you have any objections?"

"No."

"You can't hear me. You speak so quietly and you still want to be a policeman?"

"No, sir!"

Dasha in a suit and tie, straightened his waist and raised his hands in salute.

"Very good, just follow me to exercise from now on." Meng Fan nodded in satisfaction.

Although he has the means to control Dasha and prevent him from having any objections, from now on we will become colleagues and need to deal with ghosts, zombies and various supernatural cases together.

It is not too much to say that they are comrades who share life and death.

Because of this, Meng Fan didn't want to press too hard, and tried to handle the relationship well. It would be great if he could be a brother.

Dasha was also very sensible and showed good obedience, saying in a deep voice:
"Sir, when will we carry out the mission?"

"I've made it clear in advance that the ghost-catching unit is responsible for all supernatural events in Hong Kong, facing... facing..."

At this point, he stammered and kept glancing down.

Following the guy's line of sight, Meng Fan saw a small note spread out in the palm of his hand hidden under the corner of the table.

As a result, Meng Fan read out the following content:

"The Ghost Catching Unit is responsible for all supernatural incidents in Hong Kong. It faces the millions of people in Hong Kong and the international community. It is related to the safety of millions of people. It is a blazing flag that cannot be slackened at all."

"The literary talent is okay, but there are some typos."

"Ah? Sir, something went wrong."

"It's the flag, not the flag."

After saying that, Meng Fan poured Dasha a cup of herbal tea, raised his chin at the note, and continued:
"Tell me what's going on."

"hey-hey."

Dasha sat on the chair opposite, holding herbal tea in one hand and touching the back of his head with the other. He smiled and said: "While I was taking a shower, it suddenly occurred to me that in the TV news, what would the police officers say after they were promoted and put on white clothes? Speech, so I prepared it in advance.”

"From taking a shower to getting dressed, I was thinking about it while driving, until I heard the news on the car radio, and finally thought about it according to the gourd, but I was afraid that I would forget, so I simply took notes."

No wonder……

If Dasha's IQ could come up with so many sentences related to politics in a short period of time, Meng Fan couldn't help but wonder if he had been transferred.

It's all right now.

I spent nearly an hour copying radio news to come up with these few sentences. There was also a typo in the middle, which was very reasonable.

"It's good that you are conscious."

Meng Fan patted his shoulder, sat down on his desk, and said warmly: "Compared to other departments, we don't have many superior-subordinate relationships here, and we don't pay much attention to politics. Therefore, there is no need to go online. Relax. That’s good.”

"As for the mission in the future, if there is any danger, I, a senior inspector, will definitely take the lead and rush to the front."

Hearing this, Dasha nodded heavily.

Ever since he met Meng Fan, he had never treated him badly. Even when they parted, he was worried that he would go on the road alone and even gave him two yellow talismans to protect him.

"This is the file transferred from the intelligence department, about you."

As he spoke, a file placed at the top of the pile was brought over.

Meng Fan noticed that Dasha was getting nervous again, so he explained:

"As I said before, the past crimes have been wiped out, but, as your boss, I don't necessarily want to understand everything." "Yes." Dasha nodded again, with a serious face, and echoed: "I really should understand. .”

"It's good to understand."

"This file records that you joined the Hezi Sect and Lilu when you were 13 years old. This organization evolved from the original Lilu Chinese Martial Arts Club. Although it belonged to the Hezi Sect, it had only 700 members at its peak. It’s just boxing and kicking.”

Meng Fan left his desk, paced around the room, repeating the contents of the document:

"When you were 14 years old, you were sent to a reformatory for intentional injury. You were released when you were 16 years old. Within a month, your family hurriedly moved to Thailand."

"Fifteen years later, in 15, I returned to Hong Kong Island. During this period, I neither contacted my old club nor the Zi Pai, nor did I deal with other associations.

Moreover, in the past two years, he has been fooling around alone without worrying about his livelihood. Apart from this international counterfeit banknote case and the intentional injury case in earlier years, he has no criminal record.

So tell me about Thailand, and the inside story of entering the reformatory. The file is so vague that it has no reference value at all. "

Seeing that his boss was so interested in him, Dasha didn't hide it.

After all, he had already successfully washed his name and went ashore and became a bad guy, so there was no need to hide the past.

"When I was 14 years old, I was loyal and the boss of the society beheaded someone. I was not yet an adult at the time, so I took [-] yuan to take the blame for him."

"After I came out, the boss thought highly of me and wanted to promote me to be a red stick, a gold medal player."

Dasha took a sip of herbal tea, and his brain became much clearer, and he sighed:
"As a result, my father received the news and was afraid that I would be killed in the street one day when I went out. So he secretly sold his belongings and bought two ferry tickets to Thailand. One night, he put a drug in the food and knocked me out. .”

"As soon as I wake up, I am in Thailand."

"In a foreign country, he went to work as a security guard. Within two years, he was diagnosed with terminal lung cancer. Before he died, he told me that he was not allowed to contact the big brother, [-] boys and blue lanterns in Hong Kong Island. He didn't do it until I nodded. Willing to close your eyes."

"You have a good father." Meng Fan said.

"It's a pity that he died without enjoying any blessings."

After finishing his words, Dasha shook his head, sat blankly for a while, and continued to talk about old things:
"To live alone, you have to find money. I don't know anything except fighting, so I just go back to my old business and collect protection money."

"At the gate of the school first, then I went to the vegetable market, dance halls, and nightclubs. It turns out that those who watch the scene are useless. They call everyone Sawadi. They can't even beat a woman. They have no temper and no blood. When I go up, I will be Bang With two punches from Bang, he was completely convinced..."

Through Dasha's autobiography, Meng Fan finally understood the cause and effect.

This guy spent about ten years making a name for himself in Thailand. Even if he returns to Hong Kong Island now, his subordinates will pay him a huge sum of money every month.

As for whether he would tamper with the accounts, Meng Fan didn't know, and Dasha didn't know either.

Since he had promised his father not to contact the community here, Dasha found another way and prepared to print counterfeit money.

Really unbelievable.

He joined a society at the age of 13, took the blame for a big boss at the age of 14, and was released from prison at the age of 16 and almost promoted to a red stick. Not to mention other things, this qualification alone is rare in the entire Hong Kong Island today——

People of the same generation will either end up in prison or burp in the middle of the journey. Those who survive will probably become water pipes.

Not to mention that Dasha also built a business in Thailand with a pair of iron fists.

"What about the Buddha amulet?"

Meng Fan felt sorry for his subordinates, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and asked.

"That was when I was just collecting the protection fee, and I passed by a monk temple."

Dasha recalled: "An old monk suddenly ran out and asked me if I would like to become a monk and serve as a Vajra protector in their temple. He also said that he would give me a gift."

"That's the amulet."

"Don't take advantage of me, you bastard. I took the Buddhist amulet and ran away without paying any attention to the old monk, hahaha~"

(End of this chapter)