Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

In the evening, the sky darkened early, and the rain kept falling, as if God wanted to wash away all the sins in the world.

Du Weiguo woke up a long time ago. In fact, he was already awake when Uncle Jiu walked out of the back kitchen with wonton noodles.

Uncle Jiu's movements were light and without hostility, but when he got close to a certain distance, Du Weiguo, who was sleeping, still felt it, and subconsciously woke up.

This is the so-called sixth sense, which sounds mysterious, but it is intuition, the sixth sense beyond the five senses, and its scientific name is extrasensory perception.

In fact, even without cultivation, everyone is born with a feeling, but there are differences in strength and weakness.

For example, if someone is staring straight at you from behind, even if you don't look back, you can often feel it. This is intuition.

Those veterans who have experienced many battles have even more sensitive intuition. Even in the hail of bullets, they can predict the enemy's opportunities and avoid disasters.

Although Du Weiguo woke up, he didn't move, still leaning on the chair, his eyes closed and his brows furrowed.

He only fell asleep for a total of ten minutes just now, but when he woke up, he was shocked to find that his self-healing skills had automatically upgraded without warning.

The most important thing is that the self-healing upgrade did not cause the slightest abnormality. Du Wei was baffled and horrified, so he quickly clicked on the system to check.

Character: Du Weiguo
Age: 24 years old

Constitution: 25.2
Power: 22.4
Agility: 24.8
Active skills:
Fighting: Level 4

Shooting: Level 5

Driving: Level 4

Scouting: Level 3

Reasoning: Level 3

Swimming: Level 3

Passive skill:
advanced super vision
Elementary Undead
Advanced Mind Barrier
Special Skills:
primary teleportation
Free skill points: 2 point

After self-healing and upgrading, Du Weiguo's basic attributes of measurements have improved significantly, especially his physical strength, which has reached 6 times the level of ordinary people.

These are not the key points. The most ruthless thing is the original self-healing skill, which has directly turned into an immortal body. This skill is very domineering just by hearing the name.

The introduction of the undead body is more simple and rude, immune to all toxins, beheaded or dead, and can be perfectly healed.

That's it, it's still only the ability of the elementary undead body, it can be foreseen, as long as you continue to upgrade this skill.

One day sooner or later, Du Weiguo may really be immortal, reborn from the bones, in a word, completely stand up!
Moreover, the situation that Du Weiguo was worried about did not appear. He is still a normal human body, and he has not turned into a body of steel, which will not delay him and making out with women.

Obtaining such a powerful skill without any side effects, and without suffering any crime, Du Weiguo didn't feel even the slightest bit of joy in his heart.

It was replaced by infinite fear like the extreme cold, and the bones were shattered.

The father of the system actually took the initiative to help him upgrade his skills in the background. This has never happened before, and it is terrifying to think about it.

This can only show one possibility, he is about to face a fatal threat, so that the system directly took action, interfering with his ability.

Where does the danger come from?Could it be that he underestimated the bloodthirsty beast, Xuelian, which actually possesses the strength to kill him instantly.

Thinking about it carefully, it does make sense. This guy can not only fly, but also teleport. The key is that it is extremely good at hiding, always hiding in the dark, without any known characteristics.

If he was caught off guard and launched a sudden attack, he would indeed have the strength to kill Du Weiguo in one blow.

Of course, the danger may also come from the side of the Freemasons. After all, the fact that Allen is about to arrive in Hong Kong is full of conspiracy.

The Freemasons also have high-end capabilities, they are quite sturdy, and they all adopt pack tactics and attack in packs.

As the old saying goes, a good tiger can't stand a pack of wolves. If the Freemasons conspire with the CIA to design him, it's hard for Du Weiguo not to be afraid.

"Damn it! Come on, no matter what monsters, monsters, goblins, come one, I will kill one! Come two, I will kill a pair!"

Thinking of this, Du Weiguo opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were like lightning, his eyes were shining brightly, his fists were clenched tightly, and there was a rattling sound.

When things come to an end, you need to be bold!

Du Weiguo is not a soft persimmon to be slaughtered. No matter who wants his life, he must be prepared to be rebellious.

The evil spirit that had already materialized shot up into the sky, the room was filled with gloomy winds, the temperature plummeted, and the white tiled walls were instantly covered with hoarfrost.

Night Dire, who had been crawling at Du Weiguo's feet, felt his surging fighting spirit, turned over, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Uncle Jiu, who was dozing off at the next table, was awakened by the terrifying aura and was extremely horrified. He subconsciously reached out and wanted to draw his gun. After seeing that it was Du Weiguo, his eyes widened and he stammered:
"Wesley, you, are you okay, do you still know me?"

Uncle Jiu's tone was tense. The reason why he asked this question was because he thought that Du Weiguo had gone crazy and lost his mind. If he really went berserk, the consequences would undoubtedly be devastating, and the entire Hong Kong Island would probably be destroyed!
"Whoo~"

Du Weiguo breathed out a mouthful of turbid air like a long arrow, and the evil air disappeared in an instant, his eyes became clear again, and his tone was unusually calm:

"It's okay, Uncle Jiu, I just had a nightmare, and I'm a little bit haunted."

Uncle Jiu stared at Du Weiguo's eyes, which were really clear, like a bottomless deep pool, he let out a long sigh of relief, and his heart sank back into his stomach:
"It's fine, I was shocked, what time is it now?"

The quartz wall clock on the wall has been covered with a layer of mist at this moment, making it hard to see clearly. Du Weiguo raised the watch and took a look:
"It's 7 o'clock soon, Uncle Jiu, I'm really hungry now, is there anything to eat in the back kitchen?"

Uncle Jiu wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and nodded helplessly: "Yes, both wonton and beef brisket are ready-made, and I'll cook them for you."

Du Weiguo replied with a smile:
"Uncle Jiu, please help me add some chili, by the way, cook as much as possible, this pig is hungry again."

While speaking, Du Weiguo pointed to Nightmare who was shaking his head and tail with a flattering face. Uncle Jiu smiled helplessly, turned and walked towards the back kitchen.

A while later, when Du Weiguo was eating his second bowl of wonton noodles, Lei Na suddenly pushed open the door of the store, carrying a heavy bag, and walked in from the outside wet all over.

While taking off her raincoat and rain hat, she shook her wet hair, walked quickly to Du Weiguo, threw her pocket on the ground with a bang, and sat down with a loud buttocks.

As soon as Lei Na stretched out her hand, she grabbed the noodle bowl from Du Weiguo's hand, ignored it, and pulled it into her mouth after a few mouthfuls. She was so hungry that even the soup at the bottom of the bowl dried up in one go.

"Hiccup~"

Probably because she ate too fast, Lena couldn't help but hiccupped, and wiped her mouth indifferently:
"Good guy, I haven't eaten all day and night, I'm starving to death, this beef brisket wonton noodles tastes good, can I have another bowl?"

Uncle Jiu knew that Lei Na must have come with important clues, so he naturally refused to leave, so he hurriedly gave instructions to Peng Zai, who was always by his side:
"Pengzai, hurry up to the back kitchen and cook a bowl of noodles for Director Lei Na."

It seemed that Lei Na was really hungry, and she ordered loudly: "Peng Zai, please add more beef brisket and more noodles~~"

Pengzai was winking, and hurriedly responded: "Oh, yes, yes~"

When Lei Na was eating noodles just now, Du Weiguo did not show any dissatisfaction and impatience, but lit a cigarette, smoked slowly, and waited patiently.

It wasn't until Lei Na finished telling Peng Zai that she exhaled the smoke and asked calmly:
"Okay, let's talk about it while cooking the noodles, what have you gained here?"

Reina flicked the wet red hair sticking to her face, kicked the pocket by her foot, and said no nonsense:
"Hey, here are 500 rounds of sterling silver pistol bullets, 500 rounds of sterling silver rifle bullets, and 30 silver bead grenades, all made in a hurry."

Du Weiguo handed the cigarette butt in his hand to Lei Na, bent down and opened the pocket, took out a bullet, weighed it in his hand, stroked it lightly, and nodded enthusiastically:
"That's right, they're all made into pointy-pointed flower bombs, and the weight of the warhead is increased. Is it filled with mercury?"

Lei Na took half of Du Weiguo's cigarette butt, and took a puff without hesitation:
"Well, pure silver is too light, so the warhead is filled with a mixed solution of mercury and high-concentration silver nitrate. Time is running out, and I just have time to make these. I can make a batch tomorrow morning, which is enough."

Before Du Weiguo could speak, Uncle Jiu couldn't wait any longer, and interjected impatiently:
"Director Reina, what's the result of the interrogation by the crew of the Rodwell? What's the real appearance of the bloody beast? Did you find out?"

Upon hearing this, Leina's eyes flickered slightly, and she glanced at Du Weiguo secretly, her eyes slightly dissatisfied.

Logically speaking, given Uncle Jiu's current level, foreign-related secrets of this level should not be shared with him.

Du Weiguo has regained his composure at this moment, and did not speak, but just glanced back at Lena indifferently.

Uncle Nine is not an ordinary person, and he is also the actual handler of the Blood Row Task Force, the Hong Kong Island Police. It is reasonable to exchange information with each other.

Reina figured it out in an instant, and no longer struggled, she cleared her throat:

"At present, some clues have indeed been found, but they are not 100% sure yet."

Speaking of this, Leina paused habitually. This is her occupational disease as a secret service. When she is about to talk about the important point, she always stops deliberately to observe the changes in other people's expressions.

Du Weiguo was a little irritable, frowned, and snorted coldly:
"Leina, put away all your stinking problems and get to the point quickly."

Leina curled her lips helplessly, not daring to play these tricks any more, and said honestly:

"Dyson Wilson, the second officer of the Rodwell, suffered a serious illness during the sea voyage, and was bedridden in the cabin all the time. After arriving at the port, he disappeared suddenly. So far, no one is alive or dead."

Upon hearing this, Uncle Jiu's eyes tightened immediately, and he blurted out impatiently, "Do you have any photos?"

Du Weiguo was much calmer than Uncle Jiu, with clear thoughts and a steady voice:
"This second officer is Dyson Wilson, where is he from, how old is he, and how long has he worked on the Rodwell?"

There was a gleam of approval in Leina's eyes. Sure enough, this is the basic quality of a top secret service. It can instantly point out the core of the problem. It is very different from a police detective like Uncle Jiu who has become a monk.

"Dyson Wilson is a Romanian. He is 33 years old this year. He has worked on the Rodwell for 7 years. He has been promoted from the second handyman to the second officer."

Hearing this, Du Weiguo's face became serious: "So, based on this, you are not sure that he is the real blood beast?"

Reina nodded, her tone was a bit depressed:

"Yes, we have investigated clearly, Dyson Wilson usually behaves normally, cheerful and optimistic, and even started a family and has children.

He spends at least 9 months at sea every year, if he is a blood beast, very, many things cannot be explained~~"

When she said this, Leina trembled suddenly, and she couldn't continue. Du Weiguo frowned, took over her words, and said in a sharp voice like a knife:

"If the blood lizard can transform and change its appearance at will, after killing this Dyson Wilson, the bird occupies the dove's nest, and comes to Hong Kong Island with the boat, can everything be explained."

Lei Na's pupils shrank suddenly. It was obvious that Du Weiguo was correct in her new guess. Uncle Jiu felt as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt.

"You, what do you mean to say that the beast Blood Liao can not only transform into a human form, but he can even transform into anyone's appearance?"

Uncle Jiu panicked, but this is completely understandable, not to mention him, after making this assumption, even Du Weiguo's heart sank.

It can fly, it can teleport, it doesn't have any smell or hair, if it can change in an ever-changing way and change its identity at will, it is simply incomprehensible.

Du Weiguo said in a low voice:
"If this Dyson Wilson is really a Bloodhound, then there is only one reasonable explanation, Lena, do you have a picture of him?"

"Have."

Lei Na took out a waterproof paper envelope from her arms and handed it to Du Weiguo:
"We found a photo of him with other crew members. It's a bit blurry. I'm afraid it's not clear enough. I specially asked someone to draw a portrait."

Du Weiguo opened the envelope and took out the photos and portraits inside. This Dyson Wilson is a typical European race.

It looks ordinary, neither handsome nor ugly. It belongs to the type that cannot be found when thrown into the crowd. Du Weiguo just glanced at it, firmly remembered it, and passed it on to Uncle Jiu.

Reina added softly on the side:

"33 years old, white, height 177, weight 145 pounds, thin, average appearance, beard, brown curly hair, brown pupils, arm injury, left shoulder slightly higher, left eyebrow with a small gap."

Uncle Nine stared at the inconspicuous white man in the portrait, extremely irritable, and said in a resentful tone:

"Push the street! If this bastard can really change in ever-changing ways, what's the use of having this portrait now?"

Du Weiguo pondered for a moment, pressed his shoulder, and spoke calmly:
"Uncle Jiu, hold on tight, we can't mess around, even if it can change shape, maybe the price is very high, or there are other restrictions, so it can't change shape at will?
Now, we should immediately mobilize all police officers to investigate the entire island, focusing on the vicinity of the crime scene, to see if we have seen this person's whereabouts or other clues. "

Reina frowned, with a slightly puzzled tone:
"Wesley, if such a big investigation is carried out, will it scare the snake away?"

Du Weiguo crushed out the cigarette butt, and his tone became a bit harsh:

"It's just to scare the snake. Do you think the blood fangs don't know we're looking for it? You took all the crew of the Rodwell to the police headquarters for questioning.

As long as the Blood Liao is not a fool, he will definitely be able to guess that its identity will be exposed, if it can change ever-changingly, then we can only admit it~"

Lei Na understood in seconds, her eyes flickered with anger, and she took over Du Weiguo's words in a gloomy manner:

"If it can't transform at will, then it will die. Even if it is possessed by Satan, I will turn it out and fry it to pieces!"

Uncle Jiu also figured it out, and with red eyes, he slammed his fist on the table:
"Okay, then I'll go to Lei Luo now and ask him to mobilize all the police on Hong Kong Island to investigate overnight, and he must find out this beast!"

Uncle Jiu was so anxious that Du Weiguo grabbed him just as he stepped up:

"Uncle Jiu, let Lena do this. After all, she is the boss of MI[-], so she can get twice the result with half the effort. You just need to mobilize the police officers in Yau Tsim Mong."

"Oh, yes, yes, Director Lei Na, I'm sorry, I was in a moment of impatience, and I overtook it, so I will trouble you."

Uncle Jiu was a sensible person, but at the moment his nerves were too tense, his anger was burning, and he lost his composure. When Du Weiguo stopped him, he immediately came to his senses.

"Uncle Nine, you are too polite. We are all on our own, regardless of you and me. Besides, killing this bastard, Xuelian, is our common goal, and it is our duty."

What Lei Na said was beautiful, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but feel better about this foreign woman.

"Okay, let's work together to get rid of this beast without delay. I'll go back to the police station to make arrangements now. By the way, Director Reina, can I take this portrait with me?"

Just at this moment, Pengzai walked in with a bowl of steaming beef brisket noodles. Leina's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help swallowing:

"Okay, Uncle Jiu, you can take it. I have rubbed this portrait, and I will send someone to send you another batch later."

Uncle Jiu took Pengzi away in a hurry, Lei Na snorted and slurped the noodles, Du Weiguo waited patiently for her to finish eating, then knocked on the table and asked softly:

"Seeing that you are so complacent and excited, tell me, apart from the clues just now, there should be other good news, right?"

Leina swallowed the food in her mouth, wiped her mouth, and shook her head helplessly:
"Tsk, I really can't hide anything from you. At 5 o'clock in the afternoon, I received a telegram from an anonymous radio station. It was sent in plain text in Morse code."

Du Weiguo frowned slightly: "What content?"

There was a hint of cunning in Lei Na's eyes, and she made a rare joke: "Can't you pinch and count? Then guess?"

Du Weiguo was not angry at all. After thinking for a while, he replied in a flat voice:
"Holy Order?" (End of this chapter)