North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 1 Rebirth

"Where is this?"

Yang Liansheng lay on the bed and looked around. It should be a hospital. There was a ventilator and some incomprehensible equipment beside the bed. There was a wall above his head, and there were blue curtains in the left, right and front three directions, which were drawn up to form a room.

His left hand was handcuffed to the guardrail of the bed, and an infusion tube was tied to his right arm. Looking at the medicine bag on it, at least it was not a blood bag, but probably glucose or something. He guessed that it was all in English, and the fonts were a bit too small.

Can't see clearly.

The surroundings were quiet. There should be no one outside the curtain. Something was wrong. Yang Liansheng shook his left hand and felt the tightness of the handcuffs. He looked at the lights on the ceiling and thought about what happened in the past two days.

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Two days ago, his soul had just passed through the time-travel door. He still clearly remembered the person who lit incense and sent them through the door, as well as the time when he floated out of the hospital and was arranged to time-travel.

After a period of chaos, when he woke up, he found himself lying in a broken tent, covered with a quilt and wearing no clothes. He stood up and unzipped the tent, opened the door curtain, and stuck his head out to look at the surrounding environment.

It should be early morning, the temperature is not high, and the sun has just emerged. The location should be under the viaduct. You can hear the sound of vehicles passing above. There are several similarly tattered tents around, and a few people who look confused are scattered around.

Everywhere, white people, Latinos, are they reborn abroad?

After confirming that it was temporarily safe, he retracted the tent, zipped it up, and began to look at the things around him.

There was no sleeping bag. There was cardboard underneath him, with some newspapers on it, in English, and a dirty quilt that was a little torn. He was wearing a T-shirt, a hoodie, jeans, and a pair of sneakers next to the bed, I guess.

My clothes and shoes haven't been washed for a few days, and the smell on my body is not very good. I don't know if it's the smell from the quilt or the smell of not taking a shower for a long time.

There is a red rope wooden bead bracelet on the left wrist. The beads are dark red. There are 12 small beads and a big one in the middle. The beads are engraved with the Chinese character Lian Sheng. The Chinese character Lien is in simplified Chinese. I don’t know what kind of wood it is. It looks like

It's been some years and it's all patinated.

Next to the pillow made of cardboard is a badly worn backpack. The straps are pilled and there is a lot of dirt on the backpack. The original color should be black, but now it looks gray and black. When I open the backpack, there is a jacket inside.

, a hoodie, two T-shirts, a pair of jeans, a few pairs of underwear in the inner pocket of the backpack, and a few pairs of socks in the side pocket, none of which looked new.

There is a wallet and a flashlight in the outer pocket of the backpack. There is a driver's license, a few coupons, and a few currencies in the wallet. I am not familiar with foreign money. I looked carefully and it should be US dollars. I counted it, and it was 23 US dollars. Backpack

There are some coins in the outer pocket.

The driver's license is marked California, the photo is Chinese, very young, it should be me, there is no mirror, not sure, Jimmy Yang, 02/07/1980, I don't know the current date, I will know how old I am after I confirm it. Address

It's Green Street in San Francisco. I don't know where it is, so it doesn't make sense at the moment.

After sorting out my things, I found no mobile phones, no electronic devices, and no radios. I cut off the way to obtain information from the things around me.

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I have just been reborn, and I still don’t feel comfortable with the English name Jimmy yang. There happens to be two characters on the bracelet, so I’ll use this as my Chinese name first.

Yang Liansheng should have inherited the abilities of this body after his rebirth. He is basically proficient in reading English. From the fact that he can understand the information on the driver's license, we can make this judgment. I just don't know if he can read or speak. I'm not sure yet.

It’s better not to interact with outsiders until it’s safe.

Yang Liansheng packed up his things, lay down and looked at the roof of the tent, thinking about what to do next.

I have an identity. Although he looks like a homeless man, at least he is not a gangster. I just don’t know if he has a criminal record. California has appeared very frequently in various movies. Although he was a fire fighter in his previous life, he has not retired yet and has no chance to go abroad.

, but what I have learned from watching so many movies and surfing the Internet is that California is definitely prosperous. Even if I know little about Los Angeles, San Francisco, Long Beach, Malibu, and Hollywood, I always know that I can always find a suitable industry.

Always been a homeless man.

Anyway, first go out and get today's newspaper to confirm the time, and then get a map to confirm the location. In addition, you need to find a place to take a shower and change clothes.

Yang Linsheng stood up and unzipped the tent, put on his shoes, picked up his backpack, pulled up the hood of his hoodie and walked out of the tent. He turned back to confirm the color of the tent, then turned and walked towards the gas station in the distance.

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(I hope you don’t mind the slow progress of this book, just calm down and watch it as an American TV series.)

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