Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

A few hours later, at the foot of Demon Mist Mountain, which had been transformed into a huge military camp, the temporary command center.

Now, there are 8 Indian troops gathered here, and almost all of them have been conscripted as engineers, digging trenches day and night.

The day before yesterday, Rao and the Deputy Minister of Defense selected a 300-man death squad and forced Parma to lead them into the mountains.

As a result, as soon as they approached the snow line that had begun to melt, they awakened the outermost group of dragon insects, and in the end only less than 20 people escaped.

The rest all became food for the dragon insects.

After personally confirming the existence of the swarm of dragon insects and their extremely terrifying aggressiveness, Lao and the other leaders felt a chill run down their spines and no longer dared to take chances.

After meeting Du Weiguo, Rao quickly returned to New Delhi.

On the one hand, he had to raise food for him and allocate supplies to Demon Mist Mountain. On the other hand, he didn't dare to stay here any longer and take the risk.

A son of a wealthy family should not sit idle in the hall. Who knows if those insects will suddenly come down the mountain?

"Damn it! I don't care what method you use to remedy the situation, if she sees Megan, many people will die!"

At this moment, Du Weiguo didn't care about these things. He looked like a fighting cock, with a bloodshot face, bulging veins on his forehead, and roaring at Reina like thunder.

"A lot of people! Reina, you know I absolutely do what I say!"

After coming down the mountain, Du Weiguo was stunned for a full minute when he heard the news that Yang Caiyu had suddenly gone to Hong Kong Island, and then he got furious.

Regarding the ominous premonition, he imagined all kinds of extremely bad and passive situations.

For example, Hong Kong Island was attacked by a plague from the Viper Cult, or Moran and Zhao Yingnan were attacked by leeches, or even Quiana was attacked.

But he never expected that this would actually happen to Yang Caiyu.

Thinking of the Shura scene when Yang Caiyu met Zhao Yingnan in Hong Kong Island, and the possibility that she already knew about the existence of Moran, Hu Da, Guo Fu, and even Rena and Natasha.

Du Weiguo felt like his whole body was about to fall apart.

In fact, Reina was also confused when she received this sudden news, and was shocked.

You know, Yang Caiyu is a key protected animal of MI6, and her security is personally handled by Mr. J. Such negligence is outrageous and absurd.

However, after all, Yang Caiyu was in trouble on the territory of their MI6, so she had no way to refute it. She could only lower her eyebrows and patiently comfort her:
“Wesley, calm down first. I have notified Rick immediately and taken the necessary isolation measures.

Besides, not many people in Hong Kong know Miss Megan, and they are not low-level people, so it is not easy to find her out. "

"I'm so freaking calm! Is J getting senile? Why did he let her go to Hong Kong Island? And why didn't he tell me until now?"

Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo became even more angry and yelled at the top of his lungs.

Reina explained helplessly:

"Mr J contacted me the night before yesterday, when I was on my way to New Delhi and you were leaving Madras.

During this time, we were out of contact. When I arrived at the Magic Mist Mountain, you had just entered the mountain and have not come down until now."

This time, Du Weiguo and Miss Hu suddenly came to Demon Mist Mountain from Madras on a whim, and they left in a hurry.

So the amphibious aircraft we took was provided by the Jeyur Naval Base, which only had an onboard communication radio but no FM radio.

Du Weiguo was like an unreasonable shrew at this moment:
"I don't care about that. MI6 is to blame for this matter!"

"Reina, tell that old sconce J that if this matter cannot be resolved satisfactorily, I will go to London in person and twist off his dog head and kick it like a ball."

Du Weiguo was really furious and spoke without restraint.

"Oh, it's okay. At least he didn't intend to tear my head off."

Reina was a little upset and could only comfort herself secretly. She stammered a few times and finally gave up the idea of ​​defending herself.

"Okay, I understand, Wesley. We at MI6 will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly and give you a satisfactory explanation in the end."

Du Weiguo was so angry that he felt hot all over and pulled open his collar with force.

"Also, that damned woman named Wen Wan, what did she say to Yang Caiyu? Who sent her?"

"I don't know." Reina shook her head.

"do not know?"

Reina swallowed subconsciously and replied in a muffled voice:
"Yes, the woman named Wen Wan is dead. She took poison immediately after she separated from Yang Caiyu in the park. When our agents arrived, her heart had already stopped beating."

"Death warrior?"

"should be."

Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo's face suddenly turned darker, his eyes narrowed, and a cold light flashed.

Right now, there are not many organizations that raise death squads, but Du Weiguo has too many enemies, all over the world, and each of them is ridiculously powerful.

The CIA, the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the Viper Cult, Marsal, Leeches, the two Japanese chaebols who appeared to be surrendering to him, and the Freemasons whose head was a hidden family he had killed.

To ordinary people, the dead men only exist in legends, but they can produce them and have motives for doing so.

There are many forgotten enemies, too many, so many that Du Weiguo cannot predict who sent this mixed-race woman.

"What clues are there now?"

Du Weiguo's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water was about to drip out. The murderous energy in his body was rising and rolling, like the tongue of a poisonous snake.

"We are investigating, but we haven't found any substantial clues yet."

Reina answered bravely. Although she knew that Du Weiguo would not touch her, she was still terrified when facing the evil spirit that had already materialized.

In addition, Reina was also very worried. This matter was very tricky and obviously involved a huge force.

Moreover, the intelligence of this force was extremely accurate, and they were also good at grasping the key points, and they hit Du Weiguo's weak spot with great precision.

The price paid was only one life, which is almost negligible.

Every time Du Weiguo lost his temper, it was earth-shattering. Did it cost hundreds or even thousands of lives?
By the way, is Yang Caiyu going to Hong Kong Island a big deal? In a sense, it is not a big deal at all, and it is not even a big deal.

Yang Caiyu has no power or influence, and will not have any substantial impact on the existing situation. Even if she dies, it will not cause any waves.

However, if Yang Caiyu were to meet Zhao Yingnan, Du Weiguo's world would collapse and he would go crazy.

When an ordinary man gets angry, blood can splatter five steps away. If Du Weiguo, who has great abilities and holds a big pineapple in his hand, goes crazy, God knows how big a situation he can cause.

Everyone has his own Achilles' heel, and Du Weiguo's Achilles' heel is Yang Caiyu.

Even though the whole world despises him as a butcher and a cold-blooded executioner, even though he promiscuously enjoys all the pleasures of the world, he still wants to remain a loyal and affectionate person in Yang Caiyu's heart.

It sounds nauseatingly hypocritical, but it's true.

Even those old prostitutes and sea kings who are obsessed with sex often have an inviolable "white moonlight" in their hearts.

Even those extremely vicious and murderous bandits have a pure land hidden deep in their hearts.

Seeing that Du Weiguo's face was getting darker and darker, like a volcano about to erupt, Reina hurriedly explained:

“Wesley, now we can confirm that the woman named Wen Wan is not British and has no entry or exit records.

There wasn't even any witnesses who had seen her. She was like a ghost. She was probably smuggled in two days before meeting Yang Caiyu."

After a quick glance at Du Weiguo's expression, Reina concluded meaningfully:
"Wesley, this woman's purpose is very clear, and the intelligence is also extremely accurate. No matter who is behind the plan, the angle of this plan is very tricky."

"Crack!"

Du Weiguo's fist hardened, and the blue veins on the back of his hand bulged out, rolling like little snakes. He understood Reina's hint.

Although now almost all intelligence agencies in the world are intensively studying him, and also studying the people close to him.

However, few people know about the friendship between Yang Caiyu and Zhao Yingnan, and even Reina only has a vague understanding of it.

Moreover, even if they knew, who would care? For most Western intelligence agencies, there is nothing to be done about this kind of relationship.

In their opinion, it is normal for a powerful and successful man to have several mistresses.

Not to mention best friends, even if they were sisters sharing the same husband it wouldn't be a big deal.

Then, the person who could find Du Weiguo's weakness so accurately and use this relationship to deal with him, and who possesses this kind of consciousness and logic, is most likely an Oriental.

And judging by the meticulousness of the plan and the capable style, it is highly likely that he is East Asian, or even ~~
After taking several deep breaths and barely suppressing his anger, Du Weiguo slowly loosened his hand.

"Let's put aside the matter of tracking down the mastermind for now. Yang Caiyu has already arrived in Hong Kong Island. Reina, how do you think we can seal her eyes and ears?"

After a moment of silence, Reina shook her head:

"It's difficult. At least conventional means are not feasible."

"The limit is that it can only be delayed for a few days. After all, Miss Yang is not a prisoner. She is free to act and is very smart. The key is that she is very likely looking for clues with the answer. Miss Megan has many industries in Hong Kong Island, always~~"

"So, what is your conclusion?" Du Weiguo became more and more annoyed as he listened and interrupted rudely.

He knew the situation in Hong Kong Island better than Reina. After all, it was his base that he had run for a long time. It was also Zhao Yingnan's lair and had countless industries.

Although she usually stays behind the scenes and not many people know her, there are always many clues to follow, and she cannot be hidden from the investigation of those who are interested.

For example, the general manager of Kunpeng Pictures, Ma Ning, has long been a public figure and often has to appear in public.

It is actually not difficult to find out Xiao Ma Ge’s background, after all, he has only been in Hong Kong for a few years.

Moreover, when the company was just starting out, Zhao Yingnan would often go to Kunpeng to keep an eye on it personally, and was even kidnapped by Bo Hao's men in the company.

These things can be confirmed by checking.

Damn it, he is about to be caught cheating and his character is about to collapse. Now Du Weiguo is as anxious as an ant on hot pot.

"We have to resort to extraordinary measures." Reina seemed to have a plan in mind. She bit her lip and said in a deep voice.

As if he had thought of something, Du Weiguo's eyes narrowed suddenly and he asked word by word.

"What do you mean by extraordinary measures?"

A piercing chill came over her, and Reina subconsciously shrank her shoulders, but she still gritted her teeth and replied:
"Wesley, Miss Hu should be able to solve this problem."

"Ha!" Du Weiguo was so angry that he laughed:

"Okay, okay, that's a great idea! Reina, do you mean to let her go to Hong Kong Island to hypnotize Yang Caiyu, or even directly erase her memory?"

Reina also risked her life:

"Wesley, this may be very unfair and cruel to Miss Yang, but this is the only solution."

A moment later, Du Weiguo, with a livid face, came out of the tent and walked quickly towards Miss Hu, who was smoking and chatting with Parma.

"Hu Da, did you hear everything?"

The location where Miss Hu and Pama were located was less than 100 meters away from the command center tent. With her hearing ability, she should have missed every word of the conversation just now.

"Yeah, I heard it."

Exhaling the smoke, Miss Hu raised her chin, her tone was half-smile:

"Has this big foreign horse been getting cocky again recently? Now he dares to plot against me?"

Du Weiguo didn't want to dwell on this topic, so he answered the question irrelevantly:

"Hu Da, do you think the plan proposed by Reina is feasible?"

"Why? Duda, are you really willing to let me touch her?"

Hearing this question, Miss Hu raised her eyebrows slightly, and a hidden, indescribable light suddenly flashed in her eyes.

Du Weiguo licked his lips subconsciously:

"Hu Da, can Yang Caiyu handle the current situation?"

"You can handle it. After taking my old man's magic pill, your Madam Yang should be as strong as a calf now."

Miss Hu nodded and gave an affirmative answer. Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo's face immediately showed joy.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Miss Hu suddenly changed the subject:
"However, her brain has been severely damaged after all. If her memory is really to be erased, she will most likely lose her other memories. No, not with a high probability, but almost inevitably."

"Other memories?"

"Well, the past memories may be within a year or several years. However, I can guarantee that she will not become an idiot or a vegetable. She must still be alive and kicking."

"A few years of memory?" Du Weiguo repeated in a daze.

Miss Hu put out her cigarette, stood up, patted his shoulder, and said quietly:

"Amnesia is irreversible and can never be restored. So, Du Da, I can help you with this matter, but you have to decide whether to do it or not."

Du Weiguo was silent and stood there blankly.

If she lost her memory for a few years, and even forgot about him, without any memory of the past, would Yang Caiyu still be the same Yang Caiyu?

"Sigh~" After a few minutes, Du Weiguo let out a long sigh and walked away.

"Mr. Du, have you made up your mind? Do you want me to go to Hong Kong Island right away?" Miss Hu shouted from behind.

"No need." Du Weiguo didn't turn around and said in a bleak tone.

"Tsk, as expected, I can't get past this level after all. I still can't bear to let go."

Miss Hu's eyes at this moment were very complicated, with disappointment and relief coexisting.

She suddenly raised her head, looked far away into the horizon, and muttered to herself inexplicably:
"That Siamese woman is usually very clever, I wonder if she can understand something this time?"

At this moment, a silver-gray Gulfstream II private jet with graceful lines was flying through the clouds at high speed towards Hong Kong Island.

There were only three people, a cat and a dog in the spacious and luxurious cabin.

"Moran, this won't work. He will hate us, and, besides, I don't have the face to treat her like this."

Zhao Yingnan's eyes were slightly red, full of pain and confusion, and she unconsciously clenched her hands on Ye Li's back.

"Hate me all you want, you have no shame, I don't care."

Opposite her, Moran was sitting with his legs crossed, holding a cigarette in his hand, and turning his head to look at the sea of ​​clouds outside the porthole. His eyes were obscure, but his tone was firm.

Zhao Yingnan's back teeth were grinding loudly:
"Mo Lan, you can't do this. He will hate you to death. You don't know how much he cares about her. Let's discuss it with him~~"

"I know. It's because I know how important Yang Caiyu is in his heart that I have to do this, and I must keep it secret from him!"

Moran suddenly turned her head to interrupt, her eyes were cold and her tone was firm.

"Someone has to do this for Du Weiguo! Since that vixen from Persia won't do it, I'm the only one who can do it!"

"why?"

Zhao Yingnan was puzzled. Although she had made great progress in the past two years, there was still a clear gap between her and Moran, not to mention Miss Hu.

"Why?" Moran glanced at her as if she were an idiot.
"Yang Caiyu suddenly showed up in Hong Kong Island and asked about you. It's obvious that someone deliberately leaked the information. This is a trap set against Du Weiguo.

It's the relationship between them that is being exploited. This game may seem soft and harmless, but it's actually very sinister and a palace conspiracy."

"The Palace's Intrigue?" Zhao Yingnan was even more confused.

Moran crushed the cigarette butt vigorously into the ashtray beside him and nodded:
"That's right. Every human being has a limit to their psychological endurance. The scientific name for this limit is the psychological threshold."

"Du Weiguo has been through hundreds of battles, so his threshold must be very high. He will not be easily shaken, let alone collapse. But there are always exceptions. Yang Caiyu is his lifeblood, just like the weak spot in hard qigong."

Moran clenched his fists, then suddenly opened them:

"Just like a balloon, if the defense is broken, Du Weiguo may collapse instantly."

"But~" Zhao Yingnan was not stupid either, and immediately noticed the loophole in this sentence.

Moran guessed what she wanted to say and raised his hand to interrupt:
"Zhao Yingnan, do you think that only when someone dies is the most serious and irreversible thing?"

"Isn't it?" Zhao Yingnan asked back.

"What a fart!"

Moran scolded unceremoniously.

"Destroying a person's faith and disintegrating a person's belief is far more painful and cruel than killing him. This is called killing with a soft knife, or the Palace Scheme!"

He lit a new cigarette and slowly exhaled the smoke. Moran's tone was distant:
"Zhao Yingnan, just imagine, if Yang Caiyu saw you and me, and knew about the existence of other women, would she collapse?"

"Yes, I will." Zhao Yingnan was already choking with sobs.

"So how will she get along with Du Weiguo in the future?" Moran asked.

"Old, we'll never see each other again until we die." After hesitating for a long time, Zhao Yingnan stammered a very uncertain answer.

"Hehe~" Moran smiled noncommittally and asked:

"Then if someone is secretly fanning the flames, do you think it's possible that Yang Caiyu will stand against us?"

"Ah? This~" Zhao Yingnan's face turned pale instantly. (End of this chapter)