Hong Kong, Kowloon, the world of flowers.

I am used to the poverty and backwardness of the mainland, and I still feel a little uncomfortable when I first arrived in Hong Kong, but this feeling soon disappeared. After all, Liu Yanzhi and Guan Lu both came from the 21st century thirty-three years later. In 2017, many cities in China had already caught up with the prosperity of Hong Kong, and it was not uncommon for tall buildings and neon lights.

Guan Lu was overjoyed and opened her arms: "Free World, I'm here."

Liu Yan said straight: "Doctor, you are a little reactionary."

Guan Lu said indifferently: "You don't need to have an introduction letter when staying in a hotel, you don't need foreign exchange coupons to buy things, and you don't need food coupons to eat. Isn't it free? I don't care, I'll share half of the money, I'm going to the flask."

Liu Yanzhi was speechless. He was originally a young man with a weak willpower, so he simply followed Dr. Guan. Guan Lu had been to Hong Kong and could speak simple Cantonese, so he couldn't go wrong with her.

In 1984, no one in Hong Kong was wearing the bell-bottom pants that were still popular in the mainland. The streets were full of tight jeans and loose tops, and the ears were full of Cantonese. Occasionally, some pedestrians would ring CALL machines around their waists, and then they looked for public phones to reply everywhere. The Hong Kong Royal Police, wearing green short-sleeved uniforms, was carrying a black armed belt in the world, and stood at the intersection, watching the pedestrians coming and going in a hurry.

This year, Chow Yun-fat became famous, Andy Lau is still a newcomer, and Stephen Chow is still a dead supporting role. This year, Maggie Cheung had not committed suicide yet, Maggie Cheung chose Miss Hong Kong, and Cecilia Cheung was just a four-year-old baby.

Liu Yanzhi was sighing, and suddenly the policeman across the street came over, as if the target was himself.

"Sir, ID card." The policeman said politely.

Liu Yanzhi's heart was beating wildly. He calmly went to get his ID and slowly took out his ID. From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the point 38-heavy barrel revolver on the police belt. The buckle of the holster has not been unbuttoned, indicating that the police have not been on alert, but are just routine inspections.

He Changrong took out his ID card, the police glanced at him and returned it to him: "Thank you."

Liu Yan nodded and sweated coldly.

After the police left, Guan Lu complained viciously: "It is probably because she treats you as a fleeing Vietnamese boatman. Look at your outfit, you are so rusty. First fill your stomach, then follow your sister to keep you dressed up in foreign and portal."

After eating a bowl of wonton noodles in a street shop, Guan Lu decided to go shopping across the sea to Causeway Bay. She stopped a taxi and took her companion Liu Yan straight through the undersea tunnel to the bustling commercial area of ​​Causeway Bay, Hong Kong Island.

Causeway Bay is full of lights and wine, with department stores, Japanese shopping malls such as Daimaru, Mitsukoshi, and Sogo occupy a major position, and the products are even more dazzling. Guan Lu was so dazzling that she bought all the way, and Liu Yanzhi became a follower who helped her carry her handbags.

When Guan Lu bought the place of joy, she couldn't help but slip out of Mandarin. Liu Yanzhi couldn't help but feel nervous, for fear that others would discriminate against mainland tourists. However, the salesperson did not dare to neglect at all, and he also smiled and almost said: "Miss is from Taiwan, right?"

"Yes, Jiang Jingguo is my uncle." Guan Lu lied without blushing. She didn't forget the young follower and pointed at Liu Yanzhi: "Pick him a suit."

The salesperson smiled: "Sir, please take a look at Jinlilai's brand ready-made garments."

After a crazy shopping trip, it was time to find a hotel again. Guan Lu asked, "Where to live?"

"Recine Hotel." Liu Yanzhi thought for a while and gave an answer.

Guan Lu pointed at him, looking unspeakable and contemptuous. She stopped a taxi and directed the driver to open the trunk and asked Liu Yanzhi to put shopping bags of all sizes in it. Then she got into the car and said with a stern voice: "Sheraton Hong Kong Hotel."

At the front desk of Sheraton Hotel, Guan Lu negotiated with the hotel receptionist and used fluent English throughout the journey. This time she opened two suites, one of which was a sea view suite facing Victoria Bay.

The big bed was covered with new clothes wrapped in plastic paper, and the floor was covered with shopping bags. Guan Lu bought evening dresses, skirts, jeans, various jackets, shoes, underwear, and even swimsuits. Liu Yanzhi only had two shirts, a suit, and a pair of leather shoes, and they were all Hong Kong local brands.

"How to go to the United States?" Liu Yanzhi raised the most difficult question.

"Spend money to smuggle." Guan Lu gesturing in the evening dress in front of the dressing mirror, "How do you think I'm wearing this?"

"Whose dinner are you going to attend?" Liu Yanzhi said without politely, "We are unidentified black households, and we have to be deported if we are caught by the police... No, we don't even have nationality, and it doesn't belong to this era at all. They have no place to deport. You say smuggling, you think the Pacific Ocean is Shenzhen Bay, and you can't find a way to spend money. Even if you find a channel, 80% of them will be on a freighter, bumping on the sea for ten or half a month, and the time has been delayed..."

"The color doesn't seem to match well, it's OK if there is a shawl." Guan Lu didn't seem to hear what Liu Yanzhi was saying at all, and continued to pose.

Liu Yanzhi had no choice but to go back to his room and lower his head to ponder how to go to the United States. Smuggling seemed to be the most convenient way, but time was limited and he could only take a plane, so he needed a passport, but how could he get a passport? He could only go to the black market to buy it. Where can I find the black market if I am not familiar with it? As he thought about it, a very bold plan came to his mind. He rushed to knock on Guan Lu's door impatiently.

Five minutes later, Guan Lu opened the door, but only opened a crack. Her hair was wet, and her chest was surrounded by a bath towel, looking alert: "What are you doing?"

"Let me in and tell you something." Liu Yan pushed open the door and walked straight in.

"You, you." Guan Lu was furious, "Do you know that this is rude?"

"I am He Changrong, you are Cui Manli, we are a couple, right?" Liu Yan said straight.

"You took the wrong medicine, what nonsense?" Guan Lu took a few steps back and hid in the bathroom.

Liu Yanzhi continued to say outside: "Did you notice that the police did not doubt me when checking their ID cards? When you checked in the lobby, the front desk did not doubt you either. Let's just use these two ID cards to apply for a passport, and then buy two air tickets to fly directly to the United States. It's that simple."

"Dream, you think the civil servants of the Hong Kong government are all blind." Guan Lu's disdainful answer came from the bathroom.

"Let's try it, if you can't do it, think of other solutions." Liu Yanzhi walked back and forth excitedly.

A crack in the bathroom was opened: "Please hand me your jeans and that shirt."

...

In the afternoon, Liu Yanzhi and Guan Lu got into a taxi and headed straight to the address on He Changrong's ID card, Nankeng Village, Yuen Long, New Territories.

Yuen Long is an authentic suburb of Hong Kong, and Namkeng Village is a rural village. When the two arrived, the village was playing on stage. Cantonese opera was singing on the stage, and the audience was filled with villagers. Liu Yanzhi and Guan Lu were both of their Cantonese language skills. It took a lot of effort to ask clearly that Ah Rong died last year.

Liu Yanzhi and Guan Lu looked at each other. He Changrong was dead. Who was the person who went to the mainland with his ID card?

An enthusiastic aunt brought them to the He family. Through the crack of the door, you can see that the ancestral spirit tablets were placed in the house, and spider webs were everywhere. It was obvious that no one had been here for a long time.

"How did Arong die?" Liu Yan asked the aunt directly.

"I was hacked to death, beaten and killed, and there was no good ending." The aunt shook her head and walked away slowly.

Guan Lu walked a few steps and began to analyze: "He Changrong is a stupid child in the countryside. In the 1980s, he went to the city to spend time in society. He joined the club and became a young and dandy. When he was fighting for territory for the boss, he was hacked to death by the other party. The person died and his identity was still there. The club used his ID card to smuggle cultural relics in the mainland. Even if something happened, it could not be found. That's it."

"Then is the same as Cui Manli?" Liu Yan said straight.

Guan Lu took out Cui Manli's ID card: "Shangshuiwei Village, Lantau Island."

The two of them said at the same time: "Go now."

Lantau Island is an outlying island in Hong Kong. You have to take a small ship from Pier 4 in Sheung Wan, rush back to Hong Kong Island from Yuen Long, and then take a boat to Lantau Island. I am afraid you won’t be able to come back at night.

Fortunately, the taxi driver gave them an idea that it was much more convenient to take a boat to Lantau Island from the Tuen Mun Ferry Terminal, which was more convenient than to Hong Kong Island.

After many twists and turns, I finally found Cui Manli's home in Shangshuiwei Village in the evening. The Cui family is a fisherman and seems unwilling to talk about this daughter.

"Just think she is dead." Cui's father said hatefully.

"You go, we don't have this daughter." Cui's mother was also very cold, but when they left, they chased her out: "Do you know the whereabouts of my daughter?"

"I'm sorry, we are looking for her, and we will notify you if there is any news." Guan Lu said apologetically. She guessed that there must be a sad story here.

On the way back, Guan Lu analyzed again: "This girl Manli was born in a poor fishing village and was unwilling to go to the world of flowers. After several setbacks, she had to do embarrassing business in order to make a living, such as a dancer or a fall. Anyway, her family had cut off relations with her. According to my estimate, this girl probably was no longer alive, so her identity was impersonated."

The two were silent.

...

Qiuyu, in the sea view room of Hilton Hotel, there are two Hong Kong ID cards on the table, and three incense sticks are inserted in the incense burner behind. Liu Yanzhi and Guan Lu bow to the ID card.

"Don't blame me if you have any, just blame those who killed you."

After burning two pieces of paper money, the feudal superstitious activity proposed by Guan Lu finally ended. The two reexamined their ID cards. Both documents were third-generation Hong Kong ID cards in 1973, black and white photos, Chinese and English fonts in printers, and black signs indicate that the holder is a permanent resident. Like most ID cards, the photos are ugly, and the time for issuing the certificate has been a long time, and appropriate changes in appearance can be allowed.

It is very technical to smuggle with someone else's ID. After discussion, the two decided to use a skill to go to the municipal center to go through the marriage procedures and apply for a passport on the grounds of a newlywed honeymoon.

The marriage registration is very simple. After taking the oath, the staff issued a certificate without carefully checking their documents. From then on, He Changrong and Miss Cui Manli became legal couples.

The two of them worked without stopping, carrying their marriage certificates that were not yet warmed up, and went to the Hong Kong Immigration Administration Office, presented their ID card and the newly released marriage certificate, and presented a handful of wedding candy, saying that we were going to the UK for a honeymoon and needed to apply for a passport. The young couple quarreled from time to time, and they were anxious and beaten, which made the staff laugh and cry.

This trick really worked. The people in the immigration office were overwhelmed by this pair of happy enemies and did not care that their identities were fake. In fact, it was not uncommon for the difference between the ID card and the photo, especially for children from rural and fishing villages, it is reasonable to have a huge change in their mental outlook.

The application form and photo were submitted successfully, but it took ten working days to apply for a passport. After getting it, you have to go to the US Consulate in Hong Kong to apply for a visa. The time is very tight.

Liu Yanzhi checked the time and first bought two air tickets to San Francisco, and then started a long wait. During this period, he transferred Hong Kong all over, which was not worth the trip.

Ten working days later, the two got their brand new passports as they wished.

"British Dependent TerritoriesCitizensPassport." Guan Lu held a red passport with the British national emblem and read the words on the cover, looking strange.

"What does it mean?" Liu Yan asked her.

"We are second-class citizens of the British Empire and do not have the right to reside in Britain." Guan Lu smiled contemptuously.

Liu Yanzhi was puzzled: "But, the Hong Kong people who obtained the home return certificate are first-class citizens in the mainland."

This question is too profound and historically legacy. Neither of them was intent on delving into it and went directly to the US consulate to apply for a tourist visa to the US.

They provided their ID card, round-trip air ticket, bank passbook, marriage certificate and passport, and accepted face-to-face consultation by the visa officer. Unexpectedly, the process went very smoothly. The visa officer looked at the numbers on their bank passbook and passed it immediately. He also said that he wished you a happy wedding.

A few days later, at Hong Kong Kai Tak International Airport, "Ho Changrong" and "Choe Manli" boarded the Boeing 747 passenger plane from Hong Kong to San Francisco.

Kai Tak Airport is one of the most difficult airports to take off and land in the world. It is located on the south bank of the Kowloon Peninsula, surrounded by mountains on three sides. Next to the airport is a dense residential area. Flights take off on time and pass by an urban slum area at a low altitude. Under the shadow of the huge wings are dense TV antennas and dry clothes.
Chapter completed!