International Criminal Police: I Can Gain Attributes

"Have I been reborn?"

Han Ning surveyed his surroundings. There was a simple single bed and an old desk. Apart from the usual home appliances, there was nothing else in the room.

A police uniform was hung on the white wall. On the table was a notice for enrollment. Looking at the date, he realized that the notice was from ten years ago when he was about to report to the headquarters.

He had been reborn to the time when he had just begun his career as a detective.

Han Ning couldn't help but recall. In his previous life, he had been a detective for ten years and had handled more than a hundred cases of various sizes. He could be considered an elite in the police force.

Originally, his future was bright. However, when he was working on a case, he curiously found traces of a terrifying underground organization and accidentally got himself involved in the disputes of the underground world.

That organization was the Butterfly Organization.

They arrogantly interfered in the actions of the Interpol, casually changed their plans, wantonly slaughtered the police officers, and colluded with the officials…

The interpol had to sacrifice a lot of people on a secret mission just to capture a small leader. If they went all out to remove the entire terrorist organization, who knew how many more people would die? Han Ning did not dare to think further.

Because they had been betrayed by someone in the headquarters, the entire mission team had been wiped out.

It was a full out massacre.

Only after interacting with the Butterfly Organization would one understand how terrifying it was. After all, it did get Han Ning killed.

They could even easily control the supreme law enforcement department of Hong Kong.

The sunlight outside the window shone on Han Ning, and his consciousness gradually returned.

He looked firmly at the employment notice on the table and suppressed the fear in his heart.

No matter how powerful the enemy was, the heavens had given him a new chance to return to ten years ago.

No matter what the price was, Han Ning made up his mind this time to eliminate the higher-ups of the police station who had betrayed him back then and take down the entire Butterfly Organization!

…

Seven days later.

Looking at his sunny and young self in the police uniform in the mirror, Han Ning nodded in satisfaction and went out to report to the headquarters.

He went back to the familiar buildings, the familiar environment, and the familiar Interpol.

He arrived at the human resources department and saw the familiar name on the name tag at the door.

Zheng Canbang.

Han Ning smiled slightly. This was his boss who had always taken care of him.

He reached out and knocked on the door. The moment he entered, he gave a salute.

"Are you the new police officer, Han Ning?"

The stern middle-aged man sitting on the seat said in a dignified manner.

"Police officer Zheng, police officer number 29527, Han Ning is here to report!" Han Ning replied loudly.

"Well, not bad. You're a handsome young man."

Zheng Canbang nodded with a satisfied expression.

Han Ning smiled. It was a familiar feeling.

"You were assigned to Interpol's third group."

He looked at his watch and frowned.

At that moment, someone knocked on the door.

"Sir, I'm late. I'm sorry."

A valiant policewoman entered the room.

Seeing the policewoman, Han Ning recalled that she was his senior sister in his third year of university.

She was also the leader of the Criminal Police Force, the leader of the Third Division of the Criminal Police Department—Wang Jing.

"Pay attention. From today onwards, this newcomer known as Han Ning will be assigned to your team. The procedures have already been completed. Go ahead and bring him back to familiarize him with the environment first." Zheng Canbang said to the two of them.

"Yes!" The two replied together.

Before long, Han Ning was officially a member of the Hong Kong Interpol.

"Alright, Junior, you don't have to be so reserved. It's good to see you again," Wang Jing said cheerfully.

"Yes, Team Leader," Han Ning replied with a smile.

Feeling that his senior sister was still taking care of him like in her previous life, Han Ning felt a sense of familiarity.

Back in the police academy, whenever there were field training opportunities, Wang Jing liked to bring Han Ning along. Therefore, during his time in school, he had more field training opportunities than his classmates.

Wang Jing brought Han Ning into the annex building.

This familiar building reminded Han Ning of many memories from her previous life. After all, he had been in this building for five years and was very familiar with the locations of every department.

"All the colleagues in the team are out on a mission. I'll slowly introduce you to them in the future."

When she returned to the Interpol office on the sixth floor, Wang Jing saw that there was no one in the seat. She had no choice but to postpone the introductions.

…

Han Ning started his work officially. Other than familiarizing himself with his colleagues in the office, he spent most of his time reading through the information on the three sets of cases. As he read, he saw quite a few familiar cases.

For example, the dismembered corpse case in the West Loop, the cross-border economic fraud case in the South Bay, and so on…

Han Ning hadn't been assigned any work for the past few days, so he wasn't in a hurry. After all, employees were given a period of time to adapt.

"Han Ning, come with me."

That morning, as soon as Han Ning went to work, he was dragged away by Wang Jing.

"What happened, Team Leader?" Han Ning asked.

"The Commerce Crime Investigation Department sent a suspect. He's the general manager of South Bay Fishery and is currently locked in the interrogation room. He's also involved with a large-scale drug trafficking case."

Wang Jing had a serious expression on her face. She had just been promoted to an inspector and had never taken the lead in any major cases like this. However, this case was a good opportunity for her.

"What? Why would the general manager of a fishing company be involved in drugs?" Han Ning's expression was serious.

"Originally, we didn't know anything about it. It was this manager's underlings who exposed the drug trafficking industry behind his back. Right now, there's not enough manpower in the team, so you'll need to follow me to the interrogation room."

Wang Jing suddenly stopped and turned around to look at Han Ning. "Remember, this is an opportunity!"

Han Ning nodded and realized the severity of the matter. Then, he took his notebook and followed Wang Jing to the interrogation room.

On the way there, Wang Jing briefly introduced the suspect's basic information.

"The suspect is Liu Qiang and is known by others as Brother Qiang. He's the middleman of this drug trafficking industry…" Wang Jing explained slowly.

The more Han Ning listened, the more familiar he felt. He had heard of this case in his previous life. It was a big case.

On the first day he joined the team in his previous life, he heard that the team was involved in a large group of international drug traffickers led by someone called the Bodhisattva after working on an economic disputes case.

At that time, he did not participate in it. However, the case caused quite a commotion and news kept spreading.

In the end, several colleagues and spies died. The clues also ended.

After that, the entire Interpol spent two years before they finally found Bodhisattva's source of the drugs. It came from a village in Myanmar.

Han Ning kept recalling the relevant information of this case in his mind. The two of them soon arrived at the door of the interrogation room.

He pushed open the door and saw Liu Qiang sitting calmly on a chair.

Liu Qiang was a good-looking man with gold-rimmed glasses. He looked calm and collected.

Han Ning didn't care about the other party's behavior.

However, when Wang Jing saw Liu Qiang's fearless expression, she felt provoked and couldn't help but get angry.

"Name," Wang Jing said seriously.

Liu Qiang remained silent.

Time passed bit by bit. Liu Qiang's expression never changed. He sat calmly on the chair, only occasionally glancing across.

He took off his glasses and wiped them on the corner of his shirt, looking relaxed.

Wang Jing was furious when she saw this.