Roaming the universe, all thanks to your many dark skills!

"The worlds you can currently choose to enter are: 1, Glory of the Thieves, 2, Infernal Affairs, 3, Transformers 2, 3, Random World."

"I choose Infernal Affairs."

"It will take 1500 merit points to enter the current world. Do you want to continue?"

"Is this world connected to other worlds?"

"Yes. Please choose carefully."

"I've decided, I'll choose it."

"The Infernal Affairs has been selected."

"Excuse me, do you need permission to use: trace the flow?"

"no."

"Now entering the countdown: 119:59:59."

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The plot of Infernal Affairs tells the story of two men with confusing identities, Chen Yongren and Liu Jianming, who are undercover agents for the police and the underworld respectively.

In a drug deal, both the black and white operations failed, exposing the fact that both sides have undercover agents lurking, and they will face a life-and-death test.

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1991, October.

Police Training Ground, Wong Chuk Hang, Hong Kong Island.

The weather was exceptionally hot and humid that day. Although there were clouds in the sky, they could not block the sun at all. The air was so humid that it seemed as if you could squeeze out water if you grabbed a handful of it.

A group of shirtless police cadets were running and sweating profusely on the playground.

",, step out, Ye Sir wants you to go to his office to see him."

"Yes Sir." (Note)

With the response, two people, one tall and one short, came out.

The shorter one wasn't really short, at least about 1.73 meters tall, but he looked a lot shorter because the man next to him was half a head taller than him.

In addition, the taller man had a well-proportioned body and clear muscle lines, as if he contained infinite power that was about to explode, which made a group of police cadets in the same class envious.

"Rosen's muscles are so enviable. It would be great if I could build a body like him!"

"Don't dream! If you can build up a body like this, why would you come here and work so hard as a policeman? Wouldn't it be better to work as a wolfhound for any rich woman and earn more than you do now?"

"I don't envy Rosen's physique. I just want to be able to shoot like him and never miss a target."

"Go find a place to sleep for a while. You can dream about anything!"

"Aren't you curious about what Commander Ye asked them to do?"

"What? Of course it's a good thing, but there's definitely no share for us, so there's no point in being envious."

……

", what do you think Commander Ye wants to talk to us about?" After leaving the queue, Chen Yongren lost some of his pretended seriousness and asked for the sake of conversation.

"It's definitely not a good thing." Rosen looked at Chen Yongren, who was still very young but still looked unpleasant to him, and said, "If I were you, no matter what you asked me to do, I would not agree."

"I hope you're not right."

"Then who can say for sure."

……

Arriving at the principal's office, Chen Yongren walked in first and came out after a while.

", Commander Ye asked you to come in."

Rosen nodded, knocked on the door, and pushed it open after hearing the voice from inside the house inviting him to come in.

"Sir, I am the cadet police officer ordered to report for duty." Rosen followed the current Hong Kong police drill requirements, looked straight ahead, stamped his feet, stood at attention, and raised his hand to salute.

There were two people sitting in the room.

In addition to Principal Ye, who was wearing a pair of round-frame glasses and had a kind face, there was a guy sitting next to him who was wearing a white shirt and had a wretched appearance and looked like a bastard.

Principal Ye didn't rush to talk to him, but just looked at him quietly.

And the bastard next to him was also looking Rosen up and down.

After four or five minutes, Principal Ye smiled and said, "I heard from the instructors that you have been doing well recently, especially in live-fire shooting, where you always get the best results."

"Thank you, sir. This is what I should do." Rosen said loudly.

"I haven't finished what I was saying yet." Principal Ye smiled helplessly, "But your other skills are too average. Detective, driving, formation, fighting..."

He listed many training subjects in one breath, and then said, "Almost no one got an A. Being a police officer is not just about being able to shoot."

"But not being able to shoot is absolutely unacceptable." Rosen said, "But I will work hard to improve my grades in other subjects."

"I hope you'll keep your word." Principal Ye waved his hand and said, "Go out first. Don't leave yet. Come back when I call you."

Rosen nodded, turned and went out, closing the door behind him.

After coming out, Rosen and Chen Yongren, who also did not leave, looked at each other, but because they were in the wrong place, no one dared to speak.

Rosen knew what was going on, so he was naturally calm.

However, Chen Yongren was full of doubts and felt anxious, but he had to force himself to remain calm.

Ten minutes later, Chen Yongren was called in for questioning again.

Rosen didn't need to listen carefully to know what was said. In short, it was a story about a passionate young man who was fooled.

However, for Chen Yongren, this may be the only way to become a policeman. Otherwise, he will still have to be fired once his identity as the illegitimate son of the Ni family is exposed.

"The commander asked you to come in." Chen Yongren said with some surprise in his eyes.

Rosen nodded, knocked on the door again, and pushed the door open after getting permission.

"Is there any difference between the room now and where you were ten minutes ago?"

"Yes, when I came here just now, there were six folders on your desk. Four beige folders were on the left, one red and one white folder were on the right, and the one on the top contained the 1991 cadet police report card."

"In addition, the phone in front of you on the right was originally placed on the left. The teacup next to you has just been changed. The tea you brewed before was black tea, but now it is oolong tea."

"You were wearing socks just now, but now you're barefoot. It seems like you were in a hurry to take off your socks and didn't even straighten your trouser legs."

"Finally, Inspector Huang Zhicheng, your socks must have just been changed, so the color is inconsistent. You also have severe athlete's foot. If you need it, I can recommend you some relatively useful ointments."

Before Rosen finished speaking, Huang Zhicheng's face darkened, and Principal Ye burst out laughing.

"How do you know my name is Huang Zhicheng?" Huang Zhicheng asked as if he wanted to find fault.

"My eyesight is pretty good. I can see the words on the tag on your chest very clearly." Rosen said.

"Very good." Huang Zhicheng nodded, looked at Rosen with interest and asked, "What do you think of undercover police?"

"They are all great, but their lives are not easy." Rosen said calmly, "It would be even more miserable if they met a boss who only wanted to get promoted and make money, and desperately forced them to give information, but didn't care about their life or death at all."

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of Huang Zhicheng and Principal Ye changed.

Huang Zhicheng knew his own business well. After hearing what Rosen said, he felt as if he was being scolded in person.

As Principal Ye had been his friend for many years, how could he not know what kind of person he was.

Over the years, Huang Zhicheng has taken away many outstanding students from him and sent them all to be undercover agents, but so far not a single one of them has had a good ending.

Being an undercover agent means walking on a knife edge. It is normal to encounter danger, and it is not surprising even if you encounter unexpected events.

But when a dozen undercover agents all met with misfortune, it is hard not to suspect that he, as a boss, was too unkind in employing people.

"Since you speak so highly of undercover police, are you willing to be an undercover police in order to fight crime and maintain stability and prosperity in Hong Kong?" Huang Zhicheng asked with a serious face.

Note: I know that some readers don’t like English mixed in the text, so I will just write a sentence here to express my meaning and try not to write the rest.

Also, I am from the north and don’t understand Cantonese, so the words I use may not be so original. I hope my readers will understand.

Please enjoy your reading, happy reading!