Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

The next day, in the early morning, the sky over the Xiangjiang River was covered with dark clouds, the wind was howling, and it was about to rain cats and dogs.

Yau Ma Tei Queen Elizabeth Hospital, one and a half basement floors, a gloomy mortuary, Du Weiguo stood in front of a cold iron bed like a statue, with sad eyes.

Pang Xiaoqing lay quietly on the iron bed with a serene expression, as if she just fell asleep and would wake up the next moment.

At this moment, her complexion is rosy, her eyebrows are picturesque, and she is even brighter than usual. This is because she has hired the best beautician in Hong Kong Island to help her make up.

All kinds of wounds Xiaoqing suffered before were healed, and she also changed into clean and fitting clothes to block the hideous protruding blood vessels on her body.

Du Weiguo didn't shed tears or speak, just stood in front of the bed in a daze, staring blankly at Pang Xiaoqing's beautiful face.

There were a few strands of hair hanging down from the top of her head, covering Xiaoqing's cheeks, and Du Weiguo wanted to reach out to help her brush them away several times.

But his arm was as heavy as a thousand pounds, he couldn't move a single bit, and the endless guilt overwhelmed him completely.

I don't know how long it took, Uncle Jiu opened the door and came in from the outside, walked slowly behind Du Weiguo, stretched out his hand, hesitated for a moment, then patted him on the shoulder lightly, and comforted him in a deep voice:

"Wesley, you've been standing here for 2 hours. The man has passed away. Let's mourn and don't ruin your body. If Xiaoqing is alive in the sky, she is waiting for you to avenge her."

Du Weiguo finally moved, turned his head mechanically, his voice was unbearably hoarse, and his voice was faint:
"Spirit in the sky? Uncle Jiu, didn't you tell me before that death is like a lamp going out, as long as you die, you will no longer be unconscious, and everything will cease."

Uncle Jiu sighed, his eyes swept over Xiaoqing's body, his heart was pierced by a knife, and his voice was hoarse:
"Wesley, parting between life and death is a normal part of life. Since ancient times, no one can avoid it. People are gone, but thoughts are real."

Uncle Jiu glanced at Du Weiguo and licked his lips:
"Wesley, you should know that this kid, Xiaoqing, has had a hard life and has tasted the warmth and coldness of the world, but he always treats everyone kindly.

In her life, the only thing she thinks about is you, so you can't let her down, you have to avenge her revenge no matter what! "

"Hehehe~"

Du Weiguo suddenly laughed miserably, like a ghost crying, very penetrating, turned around slowly, his bloodshot eyes were full of sadness:
"Uncle Ninth, are you afraid that I'll just run away? Or are you afraid that I'll go mad and kill innocent people indiscriminately? As for using aggressive tactics?"

The soul asked three times, every word pierced the heart, Uncle Jiu's old face was ashamed when asked, and he was speechless. He was indeed kidnapped by morality just now.

Uncle Jiu was very worried. He was worried that Du Weiguo would be disheartened and fled thousands of miles away, and he was also worried that he would do something out of the ordinary and it would not end.

Of course, this wasn't just Uncle Jiu's worry. Right now, all the qualified insiders in Hong Kong Island were anxious and looked at him eagerly.

In particular, Du Weiguo broke into the heavily guarded police headquarters in the early hours of this morning, without anyone noticing, as if he had entered an uninhabited area, and seriously injured a high-ranking officer.

With such a performance, it seems that there are signs of a runaway runaway out of control, which makes some big bosses who are desperate for their lives unable to sit still.

Uncle Jiu opened his mouth, but his words were poor, and he couldn't say anything. Du Weiguo let out a deep breath, but his voice was low, but he had regained his peace:
"Uncle Jiu, you don't need to explain, I understand, I've calmed down now, I won't mess around, so don't worry.

Let's talk about the case again. You and Nightmare followed the "evil spirit" to search for the traces of the blood beasts. Did you gain anything? "

Pang Xiaoqing is a student of the Swallow Sect, and her skills are not ordinary, and she is extremely good at moving around. She may be the only prey who has escaped from Xue Liao's hand for a short time.

And judging from the injuries on her body, she even fought this beast before, but in the end, she was still no match for the extraordinary power, and she died without a trace.

However, Xiaoqing's desperate efforts were not in vain. Although this blood hunter still did not leave clear clues such as smell, body fluids, or footprints.

However, at the place where Xiaoqing's body was found, there was an "evil aura" far beyond the past, which was so intense that it was close to reality.

This ultra-high concentration of "evil spirit" can barely track it with the night-dire's sensing ability.

At that time, Du Weiguo asked Uncle Jiu to follow him with Ye Dire because he wanted to personally send Zhao Yingnan out of Hong Kong Island.

No matter how fierce and ruthless the blood stalker is, it is still physical after all. No matter what, it is impossible for it to kill Night Dire in seconds.

Night Dire's fighting power is strong, even if Du Weiguo really wanted to kill it, he had to use all means and go all out.

Moreover, in an environment like a city with flat roads and many obstacles, Dire's speed advantage can be brought into full play, and Du Weiguo is not at all worried that it will overturn.

As for Uncle Jiu, he is also a Maoshan master who has cultivated the eye of the sky (sixth sense), and he discovered that Ye Dire is not a mortal dog at all, so there is no need for Du Weiguo to hide it.

Hearing Du Weiguo's question, Uncle Jiu was shocked and nodded lightly: "Come on, Wesley, let's go out and talk."

Du Weiguo turned his head and glanced at Pang Xiaoqing who was lying quietly on the iron bed, gritted his teeth, and said silently in his heart:
"Xiaoqing, if there is a road to the underworld, you should walk slowly, that bastard Xuelian, I will crush it to ashes and avenge you."

Not far from the hospital, there is a day and night tea restaurant called Zhan Kee. It is also a time-honored restaurant, and its business has always been good in the past.

At this point in time, it is also the time for Lao Gang to walk the birds and drink morning tea, but the shop is deserted, empty and booked out.

At the entrance of the restaurant, there were a few tall, strong white men in black windbreakers, with bulging waists, and a cold expression.

These guys are all under Leina's subordinates, members of MI[-]'s field operation team, not only that, even the back kitchen and the boss have been driven away, and the venue has been cleared very thoroughly.

At this moment, in a restaurant in Nuo Da, there were only three people and one dog left. Du Weiguo, Lei Na, and Uncle Jiu were sitting around a table, while Ye Dian occupied a corner by himself and was feasting.

It has the same heart with Du Weiguo, so it naturally knows that he is in an extremely bad mood at the moment, so today's food has restrained a lot, and even his voice is much lower, and he is quite sensible.

There are all kinds of refreshments on the table, a dazzling array, and it has been completely cooled by now, and a layer of greasy white oil has condensed.

Du Weiguo didn't move a mouthful, his eyes were far away, he was a little lost in thought, just smoking one cigarette after another, listening to Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu's face was cold and solemn, and his tone was serious:

"Wesley, your previous speculation is absolutely correct. The blood beast, I am afraid, can really fly. Night Dire and I chased from the scene of the crime, along Feilin Avenue, to the vicinity of the Wanchai Ferry Pier. Its "scene" "Suddenly disappeared."

The "field" mentioned by Uncle Jiu is "evil spirit". Upon hearing this, Leina immediately raised her eyebrows:

"What do you mean disappearing suddenly?"

Uncle Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice:

"When Dire and I chased to the pier, its "field" disappeared out of thin air. It was 2:45 in the morning, and the pier had already been closed.

I have investigated carefully, and from 8 o'clock last night to now, there must not be a car entering the port, nor a ship leaving, so it can only fly away. "

Du Weiguo still kept silent, didn't argue at all, just lowered his head and smoked, Lei Na glanced at him, frowned and asked:

"Uncle Nine, since we have already arrived near the pier, is it possible that it just swam from the sea? After all, a sea route of more than ten kilometers is nothing to a monster like it?"

Uncle Jiu shook his head:

"I have also considered this issue. Its "field" disappeared out of thin air, and we were tracking the final location.

There are still more than 500 meters away from the sea, even if it really swims away from the sea, it can only fly into the sea first."

After a slight pause, Uncle Jiu pondered for a while, and then added in a deep voice:
"Of course, it is also possible that it left through the "teleportation" supernatural power, but this possibility is not too great."

Reina's eyes flickered: "Why?"

Uncle Jiu subconsciously glanced at Nightmare who was chewing roast goose in the corner, and explained in a relatively obscure language:
"Uh, Wesley's black dog has a very strong nose and can smell invisible evil spirits. During the tracking process, this beast's "field" also disappeared for a short time.

But each time it disappeared, the distance did not exceed 50 meters, and it did not exceed the smell range of Night Dire, so it was re-tracked. "

Reina is not stupid, she reacted very quickly, and when she heard this, she became excited instantly:
"Uncle Jiu, what do you mean to say that the teleportation distance of a beast like Xue Liao cannot exceed 50 meters?"

Uncle Jiu nodded, his tone became more and more determined:
"Yes, based on the current clues, this is my judgment. There must be a price for using teleportation.

If it can travel thousands of miles in a blink of an eye, there is absolutely no reason for it to move only a few tens of meters, which is superfluous. "

Hearing this, Du Weiguo suddenly raised his head and asked a question hoarsely:
"Uncle Nine, the "field" of Xue Liao is near Xiaoqing's damaged car, has it ever appeared?"

Uncle Jiu's eyes were sharp: "Yes."

Du Weiguo crushed the cigarette butts resentfully, and said in a cold tone, "Are there any clues other than the "field" left near the wreckage of the car?"

Uncle Jiu shook his head, his voice a little frustrated:
"No, I have checked carefully, and apart from Xiaoqing's blood and footprints, there are no other clues about the blood fangs."

Du Weiguo's voice trembled slightly:

"During the journey from Xiaoqing's car to the phone booth where her body was found, did Xue Liao use teleportation?"

Uncle Jiu seemed to understand Du Weiguo's meaning, and his tone became a little excited: "Yes! And I used it twice."

Hearing this, Du Weiguo, who had recovered his calm, instantly became blood red again in his eyes, and clenched his fists tightly, making a crackling sound like popping beans.

"It's from Mahler Gobi! Xiaoqing broke free twice, and finally dragged her injured body to the phone booth and made a call~~"

Du Weiguo's eyes were cracked, his evil spirit shot up into the sky uncontrollably, and he slammed his fist on the wall. A large piece of the hard concrete wall was forcibly knocked down by him, bricks and stones splashed everywhere, and the momentum was astonishing.

"Wesley, calm down!"

Uncle Jiu was startled, and stood up in a low voice, and just wanted to reach out to stop him, but after Du Weiguo hammered this punch, he let out a long breath and calmed down again.

Du Weiguo raised his hand to block Uncle Jiu's movements, and said in a deep voice:
"Uncle Ninth, I'm fine. Please, mark the route of Xuelian at that time, including the route of the teleportation interval and the surrounding environment. The more detailed the better."

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

Ninth Uncle took a deep look at Du Weiguo, and saw that his eyes had indeed returned to clarity, so he responded neatly, turned around, opened the door and walked out.

Ninth Uncle is well-versed and understands in his heart that what Du Weiguo and Lei Na are going to say next may not be able to listen to him at his level.

Du Weiguo patted the wall dust and blood stains on his hands indifferently, and gave Lei Na a sidelong glance:
"Let's talk, Reina, you know I'm in Hong Kong Island, and there's been a monster recently, and this old bastard, Allen Dulles, dares to come. What the hell is he going to do?"

Leina licked her lips, and in a sudden change of mind, she chose to tell the truth:

"Wesley, I really don't know the purpose of Allen Dulles' arrival in Hong Kong. I also received the news this morning after I separated from you."

It has been a day and a night without closing his eyes. Du Weiguo's eyes were sore, dry and astringent, and blood red. He stretched out his hand to pinch the bridge of his sore and swollen nose, and slowly closed his eyes.

His tone was also full of exhaustion:

"Leina, let's talk about your guess. What kind of incentive is it that makes Allen choose to risk his life to come to Hong Kong at this juncture?"

Lei Na glanced at Du Weiguo, somewhat distressed, got up and walked behind her, stretched out her hand, and gently pressed his temple:
"Wesley, you also know that the recent international situation is very strange and turbulent. To be honest, I am also very surprised that Allen suddenly wants to come to Hong Kong Island. I really have no idea what his intentions are."

Du Weiguo didn't speak, and Lei Na's massage technique was decent. He leaned his head on the back of the chair with a soothing expression on his face.

Reina gritted her teeth and said softly:
"Wesley, have you ever thought that no matter what Alan's real purpose is, as long as it's not aimed at you, you don't need to care about it?"

Du Weiguo still didn't open his eyes, and he rarely sneered, with a slightly joking tone:

"Leina, you are the head of the Asia region of MI[-], and the chief intelligence chief of Citigroup is coming to your site, and you don't care about his purpose?"

Reina sighed, in a low tone:

"Wesley, I really don't care, and I'm not afraid of your jokes. I've been doing a little bit of sloppy work lately. I've been like a silly woman addicted to love all day long. I just hang around you, and I've even wavered in my position."

Du Weiguo frowned, and slowly opened his eyes. After closing his eyes for a short while, the red blood streaks all over the whites of his eyes disappeared. This is the magic of self-healing skills.

Du Weiguo is a capable person, and he is also the top capable person, so even if he occasionally shows some not-too-excessive peculiarities, it is not surprising, and it is not surprising for Lei Na.

"Leina, you don't have to be like this. You should be clear that my enemies are countless, and they are all the most terrifying organizations. If you get too close to me, there will be no good end."

Seeing Du Weiguo's gloomy expression and sad tone, Lei Na couldn't help but rubbed his cheek with pity, and summoned up her courage to persuade him:
"Wesley, in fact, you have left the country now, and you can be regarded as a free man, as long as you are willing to let go of your position~~"

Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo's eyes immediately turned cold, and Lei Na sighed in her heart, and decisively changed the subject:

"Du Weiguo, you contacted the Continental Hotel in the Kokang Old Street in the Triangle, and transferred 1550 million US dollars to the Middle East through HSBC Bank. I even found out about this news. It must be the Freemasons~"

What Lei Na meant was self-evident. The contact between Du Weiguo and Lu Yan, as well as the deal between him and the Brotherhood, probably had already been discovered by the Freemasons.

This is definitely a kind reminder from Lei Na, Du Weiguo actually knew in his heart that since he made such a big commotion in the old street at that time, it must be impossible to hide it.

Hiring the Brotherhood to assassinate Su A'Tuo is an upright conspiracy. They have done this, and they have been doing it for hundreds of years. Since they dare to accept the order, they must have their own way.

Du Weiguo sat up straight, twisted his neck lightly, lit another cigarette, did not mention this topic at all, and said in a deep tone:
"Well, I know it well. By the way, what about the interrogation results of Reina's crew? Has it come out? Are there any useful clues?"

Reina sighed:

"Wesley, please be patient. After all, they are all foreign citizens and have not violated the law. We can't extract confessions by torture.

We have indeed invested the maximum manpower and energy, and now we have started cross-comparison interrogation ~~"

Du Weiguo raised his hand and interrupted her impatiently: "Don't talk nonsense, are there any useful clues?"

Reina rolled her eyes, but she replied honestly:

"There are some clues, but they can't be implemented yet. I guarantee that the results will be available before 6 pm. This is already the fastest speed."

What Lei Na said was reasonable, Du Weiguo nodded noncommittally, and changed the topic:
"Okay, let's talk about this holy knight order group. Is this organization just a legend, or is it real?"

Hearing this, Lei Na was a little bit crazy, and she couldn't hold her breath anymore. She couldn't even breathe heavily. She scratched her disheveled red hair irritably, and smoked a cigarette from Du Weiguo's cigarette case.

After lighting it, he took a sip hard, his eyes were ruthless, and he swears angrily:
"I don't even know where this damn order group came from! Fu*k, it's been crazy lately.

Everything came together, as if overnight, all these ghosts, monsters, ghosts and ghosts, all of them came out! "

Du Weiguo sneered, smoke grew out, and said to himself: "Oh, the mountain rain is about to come and the wind fills the building~" (End of this chapter)