Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

A few days later, an explosive piece of news suddenly broke out in the dark world, causing a huge stir and sending intelligence agencies all over the world going crazy.

Without him, the evil spirit disappeared again.

Two days ago, Du Weiguo personally drove Yang Caiyu and the Meilin couple to the fashion capital next door, Milan.

During this trip, Du Weiguo did not cover up his whereabouts, nor could he. The Italian officials who received the news felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy and were almost scared to death.

But surprisingly, Du Weiguo's trip this time was unusually simple. They didn't kill anyone, they just traveled and shopped.

In Milan, Du Weiguo not only spent a lot of money to buy a lot of clothes and luxury goods, he even attended the famous fashion week, making a slightly high-profile appearance.

But on the return trip, only Yang Caiyu and Mei Lin were left, and no one knew where Du Weiguo had gone.

You know, Du Weiguo is now a powerful figure, and he is still very dark. Countless people are watching his every move, and at the same time, it affects the nerves of countless people.

Not to mention the distance, just in the past few days when he temporarily stayed in Lugano, this small town, which was always peaceful and paradise-like, had inexplicably received hundreds or even thousands of foreign tourists, and it instantly became lively.

On both sides of the road leading from the lakeside villa to the city, almost all the residences immediately changed to new owners, and dozens of new shops suddenly popped up that seemed reasonable but were actually crowded at the door.

These people come from all over the world, and these shops are of course the contact points for intelligence agencies from various countries stationed in Lugano.

Among them are the KGB, CIA, MI6, Mossad, General Directorate for External Security, Ministry of Foreign Affairs, National Intelligence Service, etc.

Anyway, basically all the intelligence agencies that can be named or not are gathered together, and their purpose is surprisingly consistent, which is to monitor Du Weiguo's movements in real time.

It can be seen that it is not easy for Du Weiguo to live in seclusion. Unless he goes to a place where no one has visited, it is just a dream.

This time, Du Weiguo traveled to Milan, and there were hundreds of tails hanging far behind him. However, even hundreds of pairs of eyes did not focus on him. Where did he go?

At this time, all the intelligence organizations were destroyed. As I said before, the hidden evil spirit is the most terrifying thing.

Du Weiguo owns the legendary nuclear submarine. He can appear mysteriously anywhere in the world anytime, anywhere.

At the same time, he also has the ability to easily kill anyone. The key is that he is bold and dares to kill anyone. This is the most terrifying thing.

Du Weiguo's past achievements have fully proven this. There is no one he dares not kill.

From Lei Luo, the Chinese Chief Inspector of Hong Kong Island in the early days, Kuncha, the uncrowned king of the Triangle, to Allen, the deputy director of the CIA.

Suat, the autocratic ruler of India, was followed by two successive heads of the Freemasons, and the Senate President of Japan.

These people were all powerful men who could control the wind and rain with one hand, but they were all killed by Du Weiguo as if they were chopping melons and vegetables.

Therefore, now that Du Weiguo has suddenly disappeared without a trace, almost all those in power are like thorns in the back, especially those who have a grudge against him, and they are all in panic.

In the past two days, the entire Milan, and even all the surrounding towns, suddenly had an influx of countless secret service agents belonging to different agencies.

These guys were so anxious that they no longer even pretended to be fake. They went door to door and carried out a cross-carpet search, which was almost like plowing the ground three feet, and the entire territory of Milan was turned upside down.

But even so, Du Weiguo's whereabouts were still not found, and there was not even the slightest clue related to his whereabouts.

It was as if he disappeared out of thin air.

Afternoon, Lugano, lakeside villa.

Yang Caiyu steeled himself, sent Sergey away who had come to talk to him for the umpteenth time, and walked back to the living room in a state of despair.

On the sofa, Merlin was flipping through a tome intently, which was Joseph Heller's classic book, "Catch-22."

He has a quiet personality and likes reading.

Not far from him, Sukari was leaning lazily, staring at the TV. The classic cartoon "Donald Duck" was playing at the moment.

She has an outgoing personality and still retains her childlike charm.

Yang Caiyu lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and stood dumbly at the door for a long time. Only then did Mei Lin feel helpless and closed the book, and asked lightly:

"Clara, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Clara is the English name chosen by Yang Caiyu himself. After all, he has to live abroad and do as the locals do. Upon hearing Mei Lin’s question, Yang Caiyu raised his head and replied softly:

"No, I'm not feeling uncomfortable. Mr. Merlin, do you really not know where Wesley has gone?"

Merlin raised his eyebrows slightly, but before he could answer, Su Kali sat up suddenly, giving her an undisguised glance, and said with a sting:

"Clara, do you think we need to lie to you? Why did the boss leave without saying goodbye? Don't you have a clue?"

Su Kali is a fiery and straight-tempered person who has not changed in hundreds of years. She has always been quick to talk to others. Yang Caiyu was choked by her until she blushed and was speechless.

The reason for traveling to Milan was proposed by Du Weiguo, who specifically wanted to take her out to relax and change the atmosphere at the same time.

Before going, because Yang Caiyu was like Xianglin's wife all day long, mentioning Mikhail whenever there was nothing wrong, Du Weiguo had taken the trouble to do so, and he was a little embarrassed.

As a result, after going to Milan, Yang Caiyu became more and more obsessed, and asked Du Weiguo more than once when he would deal with Mikhail.

Obviously, Yang Caiyu regarded this matter as a task that must be completed to make Du Weiguo break with the Ministry of Internal Affairs and prevent him from forming an alliance with Mao Xiong.

The ideas are rich, but the reality is skinny.

Although Yang Caiyu is very smart and clever enough, she has never done such a highly technical and delicate job as a special agent. She is a complete idiot.

Her purpose was too obvious, and the wind blowing against her pillow was too rough, almost raw.

As a result, Du Weiguo became rebellious due to Moji, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. He left a note angrily and then disappeared.

The content of the note is very simple, and the resentment can be seen at a glance: Chest tightness, go out and get some fresh air, don’t think about it! "

Yang Caiyu was scolded and her expression was awkward, but Su Kali didn't take it easy. She sneered and continued to scold coldly:

"Oh, Clara, who do you think the boss is? He is an invincible evil god in the world. Everyone respects him, fears him, and obeys him. How does he do things, and he still needs you to teach him?"

The more she talked, the more angry she became. Su Kali's face was as cold as frost, and she started to speak indiscriminately:

"Clara, you are so ignorant that it makes people laugh. The only mistake the boss has ever made is to try every possible means to make you stupid~~"

"Okay, Ann."

Merlin was calm, and finally saved some dignity for Yang Caiyu. He interrupted Su Kali in time and turned to look at her:

“Clara, you don’t look good, you should go upstairs and rest for a while.”

Yang Caiyu's eyes flashed with a hint of stubbornness, and his tone was a bit stubborn: "Mr. Mei Lin, you also think I was wrong, don't you?"

Mei Lin frowned slightly, glanced at Yang Caiyu meaningfully, and said in a gentle tone:

"Clara, I can understand you. You love your motherland and you have your own position. However, do you really understand Wesley's situation?"

Yang Caiyu raised his eyebrows, slightly puzzled: "His situation?"

Merlin nodded:

"Yes, as far as I know, Wesley was forced to leave the country and became a homeless living dead, and he has done enough before.

He seems to be brilliant now, but in fact he is just a rootless duckweed. If he offends everyone and becomes the enemy of the whole world, do you think he can still handle it? How long can it last? "

Yang Caiyu frowned, and just when she was about to tell, Merlin pressed her hand and interrupted her:

"Clara, you should not force him, and your position should not be above his wishes, nor should it be above the lives of countless people."

Although Merlin's voice was as gentle as ever, it was extremely weighty. It was like a knife and a halberd, heart-piercing words.

"Countless lives?" Yang Caiyu was stunned and asked in surprise.

"Yes." Merlin's expression was serious and his tone became solemn:

"Clara, Wesley has never been a person, he is the evil god, and his pursuers are called evil gods, there are tens of thousands of them.

Moreover, there are countless people who rely on him for food, probably more than a million. If he dies, these people will lose their jobs or even starve to death. "

Mei Lin and Du Weiguo's understanding of the Evil Gods was slightly different.

Du Weiguo's understanding of the Evil Gods was only ability users in a narrow sense, while Merlin thought of all armed forces in a broad sense, but it was pretty much the same.

These armed forces were originally tightly controlled by the Evil Gods, and the number of mercenaries in several places was indeed tens of thousands.

As for the people who rely on Du Weiguo for a living, Merlin's calculation is not an exaggeration. If Hong Kong Island, Guyana, Pattaya, Persia, and the triangle are included, the number is probably more than a few million.

Upon hearing this, Yang Caiyu was so shocked that she was so shocked that her head was buzzing and she was stunned on the spot. Du Weiguo once told her half-jokingly that now he has no shortage of money and power.

However, Yang Caiyu never imagined that Du Weiguo would be able to achieve such a magnificent situation just two years after leaving the country.

With tens of thousands of tigers and warriors under his command and millions of civilians under his command, he can claim the title of king.

Two flowers bloomed, one on each side. Where did Du Weiguo go? Where can I hide him well now, so that he can disappear from the public and not appear obtrusive at all?

There is only one answer, Bay Island.

This small island located in the South China Sea has gathered countless wealth and talents due to historical reasons, showing a kind of magical wealth and prosperity.

Moreover, the so-called Taiwanese accent was formed after the 80s when the descendants of immigrants gradually grew up. At present, there are all kinds of accents from all over the country, with Mandarin and Minnan dialect as the main ones.

The most important thing is that this island, which is not too big in area, now has a population of more than 2000 million, which is simply a sea of ​​people.

Du Weiguo can easily blend into the sea of ​​people, just like a drop of water flowing into a lake, perfectly harmonious with light and dust.

It was noon and it was raining heavily.

Taipei, Taoyuan Street, a prestigious time-honored restaurant, a Chinese gourmet restaurant, a private room by the window.

Although Du Weiguo had no personal connections here, he had the ability to make money. After giving the ordering boy a tip of US$10, he immediately received top-level VIP treatment.

While casually looking at the rain outside the window, Du Weiguo leisurely stuffed a piece of the restaurant's signature braised pork steak into his mouth.

Du Weiguo chewed it carefully and found that the taste was not bad, but the dishes here were a bit sweet, and he preferred thick oil and spicy food, which was a bit unpalatable.

Putting down his chopsticks and lighting a cigarette, Du Weiguo was flooded with thoughts.

When he came to Wanwan this time, Du Weiguo teleported back to Hong Kong Island first, peeked at Zhao Yingnan from a distance, and after confirming that she was safe, he came to Taipei via air flash relay.

He has been partying with Yang Caiyu every night recently, and even though he has a thick skin like a city wall, he doesn't have the face to be intimate with Zhao Yingnan again.

Du Weiguo's message was true. He was depressed this time and wanted to go out and relax alone.

Yang Caiyu was extremely special to him, a one-of-a-kind existence, and could be called the white moonlight since he time traveled.

After leaving the country for more than two years, although Du Weiguo was a wild man and never had a woman by his side, he could not forget Yang Caiyu, almost day and night.

It's a pity that things are unpredictable, and after going through all kinds of hardships, when they finally see each other again, it's not the same as he imagined.

The feelings that were originally hot and strong, pure and clean, without a trace of impurity, suddenly changed because they were mixed with too many calculations, and it was also the wishes of others.

Although Du Weiguo knew in his heart that these were not Yang Caiyu's original intentions, but the result of deliberate guidance by some people with ulterior motives.

However, what has changed is what has changed. This has become an established fact and cannot be changed.

The most terrible thing is that this is a problem of Yang Caiyu's ideological cognition, not rough brainwashing or hypnosis.

For example, some people stubbornly believe that the earth is not spherical but flat. This is a problem of ideological cognition.

Even if you take a picture of the earth taken by a satellite in front of him, he will say that the picture is a composite.

This is not an old dog's nonsense, there really is such a group of weird and stubborn people, and there are quite a few of them.

Therefore, even if Miss Hu comes in person, she cannot be defeated. Unless her memory is directly erased, otherwise, she can only kill time.

Du Weiguo's heart was extremely depressed, and his depression was raging. He suddenly felt tired and wanted to escape, and he didn't want to pay attention to anything anymore.

Now he just wants to find a place where no one knows him, stay away from these troubles, and live an ordinary life for a few days.

As for the safety of Yang Caiyu and the others, Du Weiguo is not worried at all. Mei Lin and Su Kali can definitely deal with most situations.

Besides, if his humanoid nuclear bomb suddenly disappeared, everyone would be frightened. If you were a human being with your tail between your legs, you would definitely not dare to explode.

"Dangdangdang~"

At this moment, a sudden knock on the door of the private room interrupted Du Weiguo's divergent thoughts.

The private rooms in this hotel had Japanese-style grid sliding doors. Du Weiguo raised his eyes and glanced, and saw a skinny little girl standing outside.

The little girl was about 17 or 8 years old. She was quite good-looking. She was wearing a light blue floral dress that had been washed white. She was holding an old wooden box in front of her slightly raised chest.

Her big eyes were watery, shy and timid, like a frightened sika deer. Her little hands holding the wooden box were trembling a little, probably because of nervousness.

Hey, what kind of song is this from?

Seeing this scene, Du Weiguo, who was well-informed, didn't even know what was going on. He raised his brows lightly, a little curious.

He crushed his cigarette butt and said, "Come in."

"Squeak~"

The little girl pushed the door open and walked in. She seemed very nervous, her face was red, she didn't even dare to raise her head, and she said timidly:

"Hello, sir, would you like to buy cigarettes?"

The little girl's voice was very nice, soft and waxy, but when he heard this, Du Weiguo suddenly felt dumbfounded.

Damn, that’s it? Aren't you just selling cigarettes, so why are you afraid of this? Isn't this little girl too timid?

"What kind of cigarettes do you have?"

The little girl's face suddenly beamed with joy, and she immediately replied with all her treasures:

"The local Yushan, Qiqi, and longevity brands are all available, as well as foreign cigarettes such as Hilton, Marlboro, and Longjian, as well as Kunpeng President from Hong Kong Island."

"Oh? Do you have President Kunpeng here? Give me a pack."

Du Weiguo was a little surprised. Since this cigarette was launched, it has always adhered to the high-end route and implemented the hunger marketing policy. The supply on the market exceeds demand and it is very rare.

Ordinary stores couldn't get the goods at all, let alone this little girl carrying a box and selling cigarettes in the streets.

Besides, the ex-factory price of this thing is as high as 8 US dollars. After the price increase, it will cost at least 10 US dollars. How can this little girl afford it?

"Okay, sir."

The little girl quickly walked to the dining table, took out a box of black-packaged cigarettes from the wooden box on her chest and placed it on the table, but she did not lift her fingers.

"First of all, sir, this kind of cigarettes is usually hard to buy. It costs 1500 yuan a box."

She said it was in Taiwan dollars. According to the current exchange rate, it was about 10 US dollars. The price was almost right.

However, the little girl's voice was shaking extremely violently when she spoke, and the fingers holding the cigarette case turned white, and they were shaking as if she had been electrocuted.

"Here you go, but I don't have Taiwan dollars. U.S. dollars should be fine too."

Du Weiguo flicked his fingers and threw out a brand new 10-dollar bill like magic, which flew right in front of the little girl.

She picked up the banknotes in a panic, looked at them carefully, and after confirming that they were genuine, she quickly handed the cigarette case to Du Weiguo.

"Thank you, sir."

Taking advantage of the opportunity to pass the cigarette, she quickly raised her head and glanced at Du Weiguo. However, after seeing his handsome face clearly, the little girl's eyes trembled, and a complex look flashed in her eyes.

The next moment, her little face turned red, she pursed her lips and said in a voice as quiet as a mosquito:

"First of all, sir, I, I can also massage. My techniques are very good. If you want to relax, it only costs 5000 yuan."

"Oh? Massage~" Du Weiguo tapped the Kunpeng cigarette case with his finger and smiled meaningfully. (End of chapter)