Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

Chapter 1171 City Hunter

It was 4 a.m., the darkest hour before dawn, outside Xiao Ma Ge's manor.

"Damn it, this Miao Weizhi is really a tough guy. He's really brave. He even fooled me."

On an old banyan tree that was several decades old and had luxuriant branches and leaves, Du Weiguo squatted on a branch like a giant monkey, holding a cigarette in his mouth, mumbling to himself.

After confirming that these dirty things were not instigated by Xiao Ma Ge, Du Weiguo felt relieved, but the rest of the things left him scratching his head.

He has to keep an eye on it. After all, Mark is his confidant and his leader and face in Hong Kong.

This basin of dirty water involves Xiao Ma Ge, which is equivalent to indirectly splashing it on Du Weiguo's face. He cannot tolerate it at all, but how to deal with it is a problem.

"I've been playing with eagles all my life, but now I've been blinded by an eagle. Damn it, I was careless and acted too quickly. The clues are gone. What should I do now?"

Du Weiguo rubbed the new stubble on his chin vigorously, feeling a little frustrated.

He underestimated Miao Weizi. This guy deceived him. After he confessed that the mastermind behind the scenes was Xiao Ma Ge and made up a rather satisfactory excuse.

Du Weiguo was so furious that he broke his neck without saying a word, which was equivalent to breaking the clue with his own hands.

Miao Weizhi said at the time that these women were captured for Xiao Ma Ge to enjoy.

The location is at the Yung Shue Wan Holiday Villa on Lamma Island. Every time, Xiao Ma Ge would go there alone by boat at night and return before dawn, without anyone noticing.

After being raped, these women were silenced and buried in the North Point Mountain on Lamma Island. Miao Wai-chi carried out the murder personally, with a total of 27 people killed.

The time, place, process, number of people and results were all correct and reasonable, with almost no loopholes.

Except motivation.

So, this guy Miao Weizhi also made up a nearly perfect motive, that Xiao Ma Ge is a pervert and he suffers from severe Prime Minister Cao Syndrome.

He doesn't like those beautiful women who come up to him on their own initiative. No matter how fat or thin they are, he doesn't like them. He only likes other people's wives or girlfriends.

However, he was also a prominent figure and did not want to tarnish his reputation, so he did not hesitate to kidnap people secretly and kill them afterwards.

This is also the reason why Xiao Ma Ge has a successful career now, but has never fallen in love or started a family.

It was this impeccable motive that became the last straw that broke Du Weiguo's sanity, and he believed it.

  "Hiss~" Du Weiguo shuddered:

"I really need to ask Xiao Ma some time. What's going on with this guy? He's old, but he doesn't want to find a woman to start a family? Could he be gay?"

But then again, Miao Weizhi is a really loyal and ruthless guy. In order to avoid implicating the real mastermind behind the scenes, he actually asked for death.

"puff!"

Du Weiguo spit out the cigarette butt, and the strong wind resistance tore the cigarette butt into pieces, which flew away with the wind.

"Well, by tomorrow morning, it will have been three days since I left Muscat. Judging from the distance, even if I show up in Hong Kong Island, it's barely acceptable."

  After calculating the time silently in his mind, Du Weiguo smiled:

"After all, in addition to the Kunpeng, I have another submarine. Hehe, that makes sense!"

It was dawn, and the sky was about to brighten.

Hong Kong Island, West Kowloon, Sham Shui Po.

Sham Shui Po later became a famous slum in Hong Kong Island, but now it is prosperous because of its proximity to the dock and numerous factories.

It is considered one of the industrial, commercial and transportation hubs of Hong Kong Island and is quite prosperous.

However, the area around Apliu Street in the central area of ​​Sham Shui Po is a slum area both in the past and now.

Ya Liao, as the name suggests, means duck shed, so Ya Liao Street is a distribution center for raising and selling poultry such as chickens, ducks and geese, and it is filled with a foul stench.

Those who do these dirty and tiring jobs are the lowest of the lowest, and most of them are illegal workers.

The source of illegal workers is naturally undocumented people, those who have smuggled in and have no identity documents. There are many such people in Apliu Street, so the public security is chaotic and there is a mix of good and bad people.

The streets are full of old houses, shanties, or self-built houses. The residential density is frighteningly high, with almost no spacing between houses.

The streets and alleys are as complicated as a maze, comparable to Kowloon Walled City, and are full of cyberpunk temperament.

On the westernmost side of Yaliao Street, at the intersection, there is an old blue-gray five-story tube building.

Judging from its appearance and structure, the house is at least several decades old. It should have been built as early as World War II. There is also a half-story self-built house on the northernmost side of the top floor.

From here you can overlook the entire street, which is considered the commanding height of Yau Ma Tei Street.

"Qiang!"

In the master bedroom of the self-built house facing the street, there was suddenly a crisp sound of a sword being unsheathed, and at the same time, there was a sharp cold light.

The next moment, the sword light stopped abruptly, and a small sword with a flashing cold light was firmly clamped by two slender fingers.

No matter how hard the owner of the knife tried, it was in vain. His fingers were as still as steel clamps, just like the legendary telepathic connection.

"Mao Aiyi, you pulled out a knife without saying anything. What? Do you want to kill me and take over my business?"

Du Weiguo's voice sounded, his tone was lazy and a little teasing, and he spoke in Japanese.

The owner of the kodachi is Kayano Ai, whose real name is Kayano Ai, a hired assassin of the late former Japanese Senate President Shota Matsumoto.

Later, she was conquered by Du Weiguo and took over from Ye Niu to be responsible for the flour business in the entire Hong Kong Island, as well as Tai O and Taiwan.

"Sir!" Hearing Du Weiguo's voice, Mao Aiyi was surprised and happy, her eyes widened.

"Heh~" Du Weiguo sneered and let go of the small sword:

"Of course it's me. If it were anyone else, their heads would have been chopped off by your sharp knife."

"Dang~" the small sword fell to the ground, Mao Aiyi quickly knelt on one knee:

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm so rude!"

"Okay, get up, I was just kidding you."

Du Weiguo was quick to grab her arm and pulled her up before she knelt down.

"Mao Aiyi, you shouldn't be short of money now, so why do you live in such a shabby place? Besides, your room is too simple."

This bedroom only has a small bed, a chair, and a wardrobe, all of which are old. Apart from that, there is nothing else. It is empty.

The other rooms were similar, with bare walls and very shabby. Even a thief would have to wipe his tears and leave a few dollars before leaving.

Du Weiguo is still very generous to his subordinates.

Mao Aiyi now helps him manage the flour business in Hong Kong, Macau and Taiwan, and can take 10% of the profits.

It may not sound like much, but in fact, I earn hundreds of thousands of US dollars every month, which is equivalent to several million Hong Kong dollars when converted into Hong Kong dollars.

Of course, she had to use the money to support her subordinates, but the rest was enough for her to live a luxurious life.

Mao Aiyi showed a hint of embarrassment: "Sir, this place is quite nice, but I am used to simple furniture and so on, so I don't need them."

"The environment of Apliu Street is complex, and there is room for maneuver. The police rarely come, and it is close enough to the port, so it is more convenient to do things."

Mao Aiyi's background determines that she is accustomed to hiding in the dark and walking in the shadows, and what she is doing now is not a legitimate business.

Therefore, a chaotic and disorderly place like Apliu Street does make her feel safer.

Du Weiguo nodded:

"Okay, you do have some truth to it. But, Mao Aiyi, do you usually sleep like this? Aren't you tired?"

Mao Aiyi had just turned over from the bed. She was sleeping before she sensed Du Weiguo.

But she was dressed extremely neatly, in a black training uniform, even without taking off her long combat boots, with her shoelaces tied tightly.

She looked like she was ready to go into battle at any time, but she didn't have the ability to predict the future. It was obvious that she usually slept like this.

"Sir, I, I'm used to it. I'm not tired." Mao Aiyi shook her head, looking slightly embarrassed.

She was telling the truth, she was a assassin.

What is a death soldier? To put it simply, it is an assassin who will commit suicide immediately if discovered. At the same time, he is also the master's personal bodyguard, who protects against bullets.

They have to be ready to fight, to kill, or even to die at any time and anywhere, and they have to keep one eye open when sleeping.

Du Weiguo frowned:

"Mao Aiyi, I once promised to give you a new life, so that you can be free and live for yourself. In fact, you don't need to be so tense.

If your current job is too stressful for you, I will change your job. If that doesn’t work, I will give you some money and you can go anywhere you want.”

  Upon hearing this, Mao Aiyi was immediately panicked and quickly waved her hands:

"No, no, sir, I like my current job very much, there is no need to change, and I, I am not short of money."

She is similar to Kamishima and Kagura. She has been brainwashed since childhood and has been instilled with the idea that she must rely on her master to survive.

This idea has long been rooted in their minds and is deeply ingrained. Therefore, the freedom that everyone yearns for is actually the cruelest punishment for them.

In the extremely niche track of the master, Du Weiguo, as the strongest person in the dark world, is undoubtedly the best choice. To borrow Miss Hu's words, as long as he doesn't want to die, no one can kill him.

Mao Aiyi doesn't want to change her master, not ever in her entire life.

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

Mao Aiyi nodded like a chick pecking at rice: "Really, sir, I am living a good life now."

Du Weiguo was a little confused:

"Mao Aiyi, selling flour is not a glorious job. Not only do you have to be on tenterhooks, but you will also be hated by others and criticized."

Mao Aiyi's expression was very serious, and she replied in a serious tone:

"Sir, I know that this job is despicable, but it is simple and does not require much interaction with people. All you have to do is follow the rules."

What Mao Aiyi and her colleagues are doing now is actually quite simple: receiving goods, collecting money, and then distributing the goods.

It is equivalent to a logistics and agent, and does not contact the end customers.

Besides, this business has been organized very standardized by Du Weiguo. It is indeed simple as long as you follow the steps.

Now everyone in Hong Kong who is influential knows that this is his business. With the precedents of跛豪 and 野牛, everyone is very well-behaved and no one dares to mess around.

Having said that, Mao Aiyi quickly glanced at Du Weiguo's expression and added:

"Sir, I, I wasn't a good person before. When I was in Japan, I did a lot of wrong things and killed a lot of innocent people. I can't wash myself clean."

Du Weiguo thought about it and it seemed to be the case, so he smacked his lips:

"Okay, Mao Aiyi, just don't put yourself in a difficult position. If you ever don't want to do this anymore, just tell me."

"No, no, sir, I want to keep doing this."

A hint of joy flashed in Mao Aiyi's eyes.

"By the way, sir, you came to me for something, right? Do you want to get rid of someone? If it's inconvenient for you to do it yourself, I can do it. My skills are still there~~"

  "Haha~" Du Weiguo was amused by her and quickly interrupted:

"Alright, stop it now. Who are you going to kill? I'm the world's number one executioner. How can it be inconvenient to kill someone?"

There was a hint of disappointment in Mao Aiyi's eyes. She especially hoped to show off in front of Du Weiguo to increase her presence.

  Du Weiguo was defeated by her strange train of thought and rolled his eyes at her:

"But I did come to see you for something."

"What's the matter?" Upon hearing this, Mao Aiyi's eyes suddenly lit up again.

"Come, sit down and talk."

Du Weiguo lit a cigarette and sat down on her bed with his arms and legs stretched out.

"Okay." Mao Aiyi picked up the dagger on the ground, put it back into the sheath, pulled over a chair and sat down.

"Sir, please tell me what it is. I promise I can do it."

At this moment, she was like a puppy waiting to be fed with meat bones, her eyes sparkling, she urged anxiously, and made solemn promises.

"Mao Aiyi, how long have you been in Hong Kong Island?"

"Seven months and 7 days."

Du Weiguo nodded without comment:

"How many men do you have now? Are they all tamed?"

  Mao Aiyi replied almost without thinking:

"167, they are all very obedient now and can do the work. Sir, do you need a lot of manpower? If not, I can borrow some from Master Zou of Zhongyi Hall."

  Du Weiguo was both angry and amused:

"Mao Aiyi, you don't need a lot of manpower. I want to investigate someone now, secretly. Do you have any reliable manpower?"

"Investigate people? People in the underworld? Or people in the government?" Mao Aiyi asked impatiently.

Du Weiguo shook his head:

"Neither. Strictly speaking, he is probably a middleman who specializes in walking in the gray area. He may have some connection with the government, business, and the underworld. His background may be quite complicated."

Upon hearing this, Mao Aiyi frowned, did not answer immediately, and her eyes rolled rapidly.

Although she was eager to show off, she was still rational. She knew very well that with the properties of gloves like these, guys who specialized in doing dirty work were often the most difficult to deal with.

He is most likely a spy for several people, or even many people. His network of contacts is complex and unpredictable, and it is very easy to alert the enemy.

Mao Aiyi asked cautiously:

"Sir, do you know his pseudonym or real identity? If that doesn't work, a nickname, a alias, places he's been to, or a rough description of his appearance will do."

  Du Weiguo exhaled smoke and showed a half-smile expression:

"Not only do I know his name, nickname, appearance, and cover identity, I even know his exact address."

"What? Then, what else do you need to check?"

  Mao Aiyi was confused. The investigation had already come to this point, why were they still looking for her?

The information is so detailed, with Du Weiguo's extraordinary ability, he will naturally be able to catch him. Then, won't he be able to ask any questions he wants to ask?

As the saying goes, under the three trees, what can you not ask for?

No one can withstand torture. When subjective willpower and physiological instincts conflict, the person will lose.

Otherwise, later generations would not have strictly prohibited torture, because it is so easy to force confessions and it almost always works.

Anyway, up to now, Du Weiguo has not met anyone who can withstand torture. He has experienced almost all the pain in the world, but he himself knows that he can't bear it.

"he died."

"Ah?" Mao Aiyi was even more confused.

  Du Weiguo nodded, and said stiffly with a straight face:

"Well, I killed him myself, but he tricked me, so now I have to find out who was behind it."

Upon hearing this, Mao Aiyi's expression suddenly became strange.

Du Weiguo rolled his eyes at her and said unhappily:

"What's wrong? I'm also a human, not a real god. It's inevitable that I will make mistakes sometimes."

"Yes, yes, sir, you are right."

Mao Aiyi, this iceberg-like woman, could no longer hold back her anger. A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she quickly lowered her head.

Du Weiguo's face turned even darker:

"Okay, stop giggling. Just tell me if there is such a candidate. You can investigate the matter for me without alerting anyone."

"Yes." Seeing that Du Weiguo seemed really angry, Mao Aiyi immediately suppressed her smile and replied seriously.

Du Weiguo was also surprised: "Really?"

Mao Aiyi nodded:

"Really, sir, have you heard of City Hunter? They specialize in accepting commissions like this."

"Oh, City Hunter? Tell me more about that."

Hearing this familiar name, Du Weiguo suddenly became interested and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Yes, sir. City Hunter is a small group of private detectives. They are very efficient and capable. It is said that they have never failed in their commissions."

Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo became even more interested: "Private detectives, how many of them are there and what are their names?"

"Three of them, all of them are of Japanese descent. One of them is a brother and sister named Makura Hideyuki and Makura Kaori, and the other is named Meng Bo."

Oh my god, it was indeed him. The image of a mean, despicable, perverted sharpshooter instantly appeared in Du Weiguo's mind.

Damn, this is a bit out of place.

Du Weiguo almost blurted out: "Is Meng Bo a cheap and lecherous guy?"

Mao Aiyi was stunned: "Sir, do you know him?"

Although he made a mistake in his words, Du Weiguo did not panic and said casually:

"Well, I seem to have heard someone mention it before, but I can't quite remember who said it."

Du Weiguo is the uncrowned king of Hong Kong Island. His businesses cover all walks of life. He is also the ancestor of all dwarf mules.

His sources of information are naturally wide-ranging. As long as he wants, he can easily become omniscient and omnipotent, and nothing he has heard is surprising.

  Therefore, Mao Aiyi did not think much about it:

"Yeah, this guy is such a jerk. If he didn't have some skills, I would have killed him long ago."

  Hey, there's some melon to eat! Seeing Mao Aiyi's angry look, Du Weiguo was happy:

"Oh? Mao Aiyi, have you ever dealt with him?"