Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

Early in the morning, Lantau Island, in front of Uncle Nine’s house which had been burned to the ground.

"Sir, because the fire was so fierce, the loss of houses and people cannot be counted for the time being, and it is also impossible to confirm whether Uncle Jiu has died."

Pengzai ran up to Du Weiguo, his face covered in dust and dirt. The hot sweat on his forehead washed away the ashes stuck to his face, leaving several grooves.

Du Weiguo's face turned pale and he said nothing. He already knew this outcome.

The fire was set artificially, and cluster white phosphorus bombs were used. No one knew the viciousness of this thing better than him.

The high temperature of over a thousand degrees can melt through even steel, let alone humans. It is definitely the best choice for destroying corpses and covering up all traces.

"Boss, the entire outlying island is now under martial law. I will immediately dispatch troops stationed in (Hong Kong) to conduct a carpet search of the entire island."

At this time, Gibson also ran over hurriedly with his arm hanging.

"What are you searching for? Uncle Jiu or the suspect? Do you have any clues now? Is Uncle Jiu dead or alive? Is the arsonist a man or a woman? How many people are there?"

Du Weiguo could no longer suppress the anger in his chest, and asked with squinting eyes.

The powerful aura, like a mountain or an ocean, instantly made Gibson breathless. His face turned pale, and he felt like he was suffocating. He couldn't utter a word.

"Du Da, calm down. This matter has nothing to do with Gibson. He has only been in Hong Kong Island for a few days."

Fortunately, Miss Hu was present and was able to calm down the furious Du Weiguo.

"Whoo~"

Du Weiguo let out a long breath, barely suppressed his anger, turned to Pengzi, and asked in a deep voice:
"Pengzai, Bolan Street, who owns the Gold Bar Bar?"

Pengzi is known as a know-it-all, and it is not for nothing. He replied without thinking:
"Felix, he is the former Chief Superintendent of Kowloon District. After retiring last year, he did not return to England but stayed in Hong Kong Island. He opened the Gold Bar."

"Chief Superintendent of Kowloon District, Uncle Jiu and your immediate superior?" Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Uh~" Pengzai explained carefully:
"He is the top officer of the Kowloon Police Station and is considered my superior. However, Uncle Jiu is the Chief Chinese Inspector of the three major districts. In theory, Felix can only supervise the law enforcement power in the Kowloon area."

The current police system in Hong Kong Island is a bit weird. The highest position for Chinese police is Class A Senior Sergeant, which is the legendary Chief Chinese Detective.

However, even the ceiling of Chief Chinese Detective is only the upper limit of the district officer level.

Above that, there are 6 inspector levels and 7 constitutional commissioners. There are no Chinese people in these senior positions, they are all held by British people.

Felix is ​​at the fifth level of the constitutional commissioner rank, while Pengzai’s current position is senior superintendent of police (Chinese detective), a full nine levels apart.

However, these Chinese detectives at the rank of sergeant are the ones who really get the job done.

For example, Pengzai, his current position is the plainclothes inspector of Yau Tsim Mong. He has dozens of plainclothes detectives directly under him. If uniformed police officers are included, he can mobilize nearly a thousand people.

As the Chief Chinese Inspector of the three major districts, theoretically, Uncle Nine can command the more than 2 Chinese police officers in Hong Kong Island, and only the Commissioner of Police can manage him vertically.

However, although these foreign high-ranking officials did nothing, they still took every penny of the black money and made a fortune from it.

Du Weiguo didn't bother to pay attention to these twists and turns: "Whose property is the building where the Gold Bar is located?"

"It's Felix's too. Bought it after he retired."

"Did you buy it last year?"

"Yes."

Du Weiguo recalled the scale of Spider's Nest City. It definitely could not be built in a short time. This Felix should also be a member of the mysterious organization, but he is definitely not the leader. He is not worthy of it.

"Whose property was that building before Felix bought it?"

"Uh~" Hearing this question, Pengzi obviously hesitated. Du Weiguo frowned and emphasized his tone:
"Why? You don't know, or you don't dare to say?"

Pengzi licked his lips subconsciously, and his voice was obviously trembling:

"Mr. Wesley, that building used to be the property of the Li family."

"The Li family, that Li family?" Du Weiguo asked.

Hong Kong Island is a blessed land for people with the surname Li, and has produced many ruthless people. Even though Superman Li had been kicked out early by Du Weiguo, there are still several big men with the surname Li.

"The Li family of East Asia. It seems that this building is jointly owned by them and the Li family."

After saying this, Pengzi gasped as if exhausted, and sweat flowed down his forehead like a waterfall.

Wow, Du Weiguo thought to himself, Wow, East Asia is not a place name, but the name of a bank, East Asia Bank of Hong Kong Island.

It was the Li family that founded the Bank of East Asia, one of the four major families in Hong Kong Island, and the Lee family is another one.

These are all old, wealthy families that have been rooted in Hong Kong Island for decades. They are deeply entrenched in all walks of life, especially in politics.

Although Pengzai is the inspector of Yau Tsim Mong and seems to be in a very high position, he is actually nothing in the eyes of these wealthy families.

If Du Weiguo hadn't protected him, he would have been destroyed in a snap.

"Haha~" Du Weiguo immediately figured out the problem and sneered:
"That makes sense. I've expanded my business in Hong Kong Island too much and have taken away from their business."

"Du Da, what's going on? Do you know who is behind this?"

Miss Hu handed him a lit cigarette. Du Weiguo took it and took a few puffs before exhaling the smoke and said faintly:

"I can probably guess some of them. They are the landlords and wealthy people from Hong Kong Island whose businesses I have taken away."

"Oh, that's normal. Cutting off someone's financial resources is like killing their parents. For their jobs, even ordinary people would risk their lives. What's more, these people are rich and powerful, so they can do anything."

Miss Hu understood immediately and nodded her comment.

"Well, yeah, anything is possible."

Du Weiguo lowered his eyes and glanced at the devastated ruins. A cold light rose in his eyes.

Miss Hu followed his gaze and said thoughtfully:

"Du Da, logically speaking, these guys are all businessmen. They don't have such courage, nor do they have such fierce means. There must be external factors pushing them."

Du Weiguo nodded:

"Yes, I am getting more and more curious now. Who is the leader of this "Landlord Association"?"

"That's easy, Du, don't you already know the identities of some of the members? Can't you just go find them and let Hu Laowu pick their brains?

From what you said, these people are all well-known figures in Hong Kong Island. It is impossible that all of them were silenced, right? "

Lin Jiaojiao suddenly interjected.

I don’t know what this woman was thinking. She suddenly seemed to be unwilling to be lonely and started to actively try to make her presence felt.

But what she said made a lot of sense, and Miss Hu had no way of refutation and could only glare at her fiercely.

"Heh~" Du Weiguo smiled bitterly and shook his head helplessly:

"How can it be that simple? Just like you said, they are all well-known figures. Without any evidence, even I can't go and accuse them.

Besides, it’s been so long, they must have left Hong Kong Island long ago, or they may have prepared a perfect alibi in advance.”

Du Weiguo's estimation was absolutely correct. A moment later, before he returned to Wan Chai by boat, news came from Pengzai.

The current head of the Li family, Li Fulin (fictitious), went to Kuala Lumpur the day before yesterday, while the head of the Li family went to Taiwan yesterday. Neither of them is in Hong Kong Island.

Du Weiguo was not surprised or angry at all when he heard the news, as he had expected everything.

"Du Da, what are you going to do next? Do you want to solve the problem in Hong Kong Island first, or go to Tianzhu?"

Seeing him behave so calmly, Miss Hu was somewhat surprised.

"Tianzhu."

Du Weiguo's voice was low, but his tone was firm.

"Sure?"

"Yeah, sure."

"Why? Isn't Hong Kong your home? Now that your backyard is on fire, do you still have the mind to go to Tianzhu to cause trouble for the Kui Cult?"

Lin Jiaojiao couldn't help but jump out again.

However, this question was exactly what Miss Hu wanted to ask, so she held back and did not scold him out loud.

Du Weiguo did not answer immediately, but lit a cigarette and smoked half of it before speaking:
"Let them run wild for a few days. These landlords and rich people don't have much ability and won't achieve anything in a short time. But the Viper Cult is different. These beasts are cruel and brutal. If we don't get rid of them, we will have trouble sleeping and eating. We must kill them all as soon as possible."

After a pause and flicking off his cigarette, he added:
"Also, I always feel that the Landlord Association made such a big fuss in order to deliberately keep me in Hong Kong Island."

"A feint to the east and attack in the west? Du Da, do you suspect that they are related to the Kui Cult?"

Miss Hu's reaction is extremely fast, and the most valuable thing is that she can always be in sync with Du Weiguo.

Du Weiguo shook his head:

“Maybe there was no direct collusion, but it is possible that someone was playing the role of intermediary, thus achieving the synchronization effect.”

Doubt everything. This was the only thing he had learned in the Special Service Department of Sijiu City. Moreover, his doubts were not groundless.

You know, those two bastards, Masar and Leech, have already colluded with the Viper Cult.

Marsal, the Pope of the Church of Illuminati, had his roots in Europe. He has been dealt with by the Sixth Bureau and the KGB, and has become nothing more than a pile of dead bones in a grave.

However, this Leech guy is very mysterious and has great abilities. Even with Du Weiguo's existing intelligence means, he still hasn't been able to find out where he is.

Moreover, he always seemed to be able to predict the future and retreat calmly, which made Du Weiguo wary and surprised at the same time.

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Behind him, there is either a huge force like the CIA supporting him, or there are powerful extraordinary people backing him up, and there is more than one.

After listening to his analysis, Miss Hu also nodded, and her tone became serious:
"Yes, there is indeed such a possibility. This leech that suddenly appeared is really weird. This guy dared to provoke us actively. I guess he has something to rely on."

Du Weiguo sighed sadly:

"Yes, Hu Da, you can see that my enemies are like leeks. Once you cut one, another will pop up right away. You can never cut them all off."

Miss Hu was about to speak, but Lin Jiaojiao suddenly interrupted her:

“Nonsense, who said leeks can never be harvested?

“I’ve planted chives myself in the mountains, and I know that chives lose their flavor and are inedible after only five or six cuts.

If someone refuses to submit, we will beat them until they submit! As long as we keep fighting, sooner or later everyone will surrender."

The word "we" seemed a bit abrupt and had a deep meaning. Du Weiguo couldn't help but raised his eyebrows and turned to look at her.

Miss Hu couldn't stand it any longer and glared at her fiercely:
"Lin Jiaojiao, why are you talking so much? Who are you talking to?"

"What? Am I wrong?"

Lin Jiaojiao asked back sharply, "I am not one of you? Hu Laowu, am I your family's farmhand?"

"Don't~" Miss Hu had just opened her mouth when she was interrupted by Lin Jiaojiao's sharp shout.

"Hu Laowu, shut up!"

She turned to Du Weiguo with a fierce face and said, "Du boy, tell me, am I, Lin Jiaojiao, considered one of your own?"

"Yes, of course." Du Weiguo did not hesitate at all and his tone was very firm.

This answer made Lin Jiaojiao smile like a flower, extremely bright and beautiful, while Miss Hu's face turned visibly darker and her eyes looked ferocious as if she wanted to eat someone.

However, his next words completely reversed the situation.

"Lin Jiaojiao, didn't you call me your brother-in-law before? Then you are Hu Da's maternal family, my eldest aunt, so of course you are one of us."

Du Weiguo's emotional intelligence has been honed now, so how could he be stumped by such a small situation?
Although Lin Jiaojiao is a seductive woman, he is now busy with lawsuits and a lot of shit, so how can he have the time to attract other men?
Upon hearing this, Miss Hu couldn't help but giggle, her tone cheerful and playful:

"Okay, Lin Jiaojiao, since Du Da has said so, I will reluctantly accept you as my cousin."

"I, you~"

What the hell is a big aunt? Your whole family is a big aunt. Lin Jiaojiao was so angry that her face turned red and she didn't know what to say.

In addition, there was a hint of deep disappointment in her eyes.

Miss Hu's worries were justified. Although they had only been in contact for a few days, Lin Jiaojiao had already developed a liking for Du Weiguo.

She was born in the mountains, and admiration for the strong is ingrained in her nature. In this world, there is no one stronger than Du Weiguo.

In addition, Du Weiguo is not only extremely powerful in martial arts, but his hardware conditions in all aspects are also excellent and impeccable.

It's a pity that the flower has feelings but the water flows without mercy. As soon as she showed the slightest sign of showing any sign, Du Weiguo directly killed their relationship.

Damn it, aunt, if you go any further, it will be considered incest.

At this moment, the big fox was in a very good mood, and even his voice became bright.

"Du Da, what about this damn "Landlord Association" and Feng Jiu? Now they are gone, and we are just going to leave them alone?"

Landlords' Association, this is the code name that Du Weiguo casually gave to this secret organization in Hong Kong Island, which is quite appropriate.

"How could that be? But I'm not going to conduct a large-scale investigation. I plan to find a few professionals to investigate secretly."

"Professionals? Police, MI6 or KGB?"

Du Weiguo shook his head and lit another cigarette:
"Neither. Just from the few members that have been confirmed, it is not difficult to see that the Landlord Association has considerable power. Whether it is the Sixth Bureau or the police force, they are probably spying on them."

"Oh, that's Mao Aiyi?" Miss Hu was in a good mood and played the role of the supporting actor with all her heart.

Exhaling smoke, Du Weiguo continued to keep the secret:
"Not really. Mao Aiyi is now following the path of the underworld. It's not right for her to investigate these wealthy families."

"Du Da, why don't you stop talking? Are you going to tell me or not?" Miss Hu frowned, her patience was about to run out.

"Haha, private detective, I'm going to find a few private detectives to investigate this matter."

"What? Private detective?" Miss Hu was stunned.

"Well, the best detective in the entire island of Hong Kong."

Thinking of Meng Bo, the noisy fool, Du Weiguo's mouth curled up slightly and he said to himself:

"It's been a few months. They should have improved a lot, right?"

Two hours later, in Tuen Mun, an abandoned dock on the seashore.

"Boss, you finally remembered us. Do you know how I have been living these past few months?"

When Meng Bo saw Du Weiguo, he immediately rushed over with tears and snot, crying so sadly, as if he had been bullied by someone.

Even the usually calm Makimura Yukihide had red eyes, and Makimura Kaori cried like a tearful person, gasping for breath.

After not seeing them for a few months, they had all become much darker and thinner, their clothes were ragged and dirty, and they had various minor injuries.

Although they looked miserable, their eyes were bright and they had a fierce aura. At this moment, the three City Hunters were like sharp blades that had just been tempered by fire, reborn.

They had just gone through several months of devilish training.

The special training content includes the following: physical fitness, fighting, shooting, reconnaissance, disguise, telecommunications, codes, driving, diving, and even language learning.

Their instructor came from the KGB Siberian training base, nicknamed Cerberus. It was not just one person, but a whole team of 7 people in total.

The Cerberus are the most stringent instructor group of the KGB. The elite special training camps they usually host have a graduation rate of less than 10%, and even the survival rate is only 60%.

Sergei and Natasha were both trained by them, and when they heard Du Weiguo asking the instructor, they immediately recommended him in unison.

Seven devilish instructors who have almost lost all humanity are working hard to train three people. One can imagine the pressure that Meng Bo and his colleagues are under.

I am lucky to be alive and well now.

Du Weiguo kicked Meng Bo to the ground without any hesitation, and scolded him with a stern face:

"What? You can't bear such a little hardship? Don't you want to get along with me? This is just the first level, and the easiest one at that."

Meng Bo is a thick-skinned guy, and he was not hurt at all after getting kicked.

And he wasn't angry. In the short time he had been receiving special training, he had gotten used to being beaten. He still complained shamelessly:

"Boss, this is not just a little bit of suffering, it's hell! I live a life worse than death every day~~"

"Oh, hell? Do you know what the real hell is like?"

Du Weiguo sneered:
"Well, since you can't bear it anymore, it's easy to quit. Just return my shuttle. I'll give you some money, and you can fend for yourself from now on."

"No!" Makimura Yukihide suddenly rushed over, kicked Meng Bo far away, and said anxiously:
"Sir, we can hold on! We will never give up!" (End of this chapter)