Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

In the early morning, there was heavy fog in the Yokohama area. It was so thick and sticky that no one could see anyone on the other side.

Showa Island, in the bedroom on the second floor of the beach house, Du Weiguo stood in front of the window, holding a cigarette in his hand, looking at the heavy fog outside, his thoughts deep.

He was recalling what happened last night. Takahashi Ryota spoke sincerely and asked for help to destroy the secret base re-established by the Freemasons in Japan.

Du Weiguo knew in his heart that Ryota Takahashi was naturally not compassionate and public-minded. This grandson was in the same camp and position as Richard, and he certainly did not want the Masonic force to be overly expanded.

In fact, the Freemasons have always used the gentle gold and yuan corruption strategy, which is also limited to the aspect of force and is too stretched.

After all, the rogue sovereignty they seized by force is just a small country in the desert, with scarce resources and weak military force. At least not yet, it is not a "little overlord".

In addition, most of the local forces whose economic lifeline they control are chaotic and ignorant places, and the mud cannot hold up the wall.

Normally, it's okay to frighten people in a small way, but if something really happens, it won't be brought to the forefront at all. For example, the Pakistani group was beaten up by evil gods in the South American rainforest, hehe.

Therefore, supporting and cultivating extraordinary power has become an urgent need for Freemasonry, especially after the conflagration with the Brotherhood and the provoking of the evil god Du Weiguo, it is even more urgent.

In addition, Du Weiguo had a vague guess that Takahashi Ryota was an ambitious person and might want to try to cultivate extraordinary powers that would obey his orders.

Extraordinary power did not appear suddenly. It has been around for a long time. In the early days, most of them obeyed the orders of the imperial court, but it was only in modern times.

The ideas of these people with abilities are becoming more and more vivid. They may hide in the market, or they may be arrogant and unruly. In short, they are simply disobedient to others.

As for cultivating extraordinary powers, it is difficult to guess whether this is the intention of the Japanese authorities or Ryota Takahashi himself.

But all in all, destroying the secret base of the Freemasonry was a very obvious attempt to kill someone with a knife, and it was also a conspiracy. Du Weiguo couldn't refuse.

How could he pass up the opportunity to weaken Freemasonry?Du Weiguo even suspected that this was Richard's original intention of letting Nanako get in touch with him.

Even if the Tiger Tail Cult thing hadn't happened, she would probably have found a relatively suitable opportunity to reveal the news to Du Weiguo.

"Dangdangdang~"

A knock on the door interrupted Du Weiguo's thoughts. Matsushima Nanako said softly outside the bedroom:
"Mr. Wesley, breakfast is ready. You can go downstairs to eat."

"Huh~"

Du Weiguo flicked the cigarette butt away and muttered self-deprecatingly:

"Should I say it or not, I'm really getting better treatment now. When I have a meal, I have a beautiful section chief from the Ministry of Internal Affairs working as my personal maid. Tsk, this is what the old boy of the Emperor is like, isn't he?"

Du Weiguo opened the door, and Matsushima Nanako stood in the corridor pretty, with dark circles under her eyes. She must have heard him talking to himself, and her expression was quite resentful.

Last night, after Takahashi Ryota left, Matsushima Nanako blushed and asked Du Weiguo to help her change her dressing. As a result, after changing the dressing, she was politely asked out.

Damn it!Is this something a human can do?Simply worse than a beast~
For the first time in her life, Nanako had strong doubts about her own charm, and anxiety about her appearance kept her awake all night.

"What? Nanako, didn't you sleep well? Why do you look so bad?"

Du Weiguo asked shamelessly and knowingly, and Nanako's eyes turned red, and she couldn't be more sad:

"Yes, the wound still hurts a little and I have a fever, so I didn't sleep well."

Du Weiguo, the grandson, nodded pretendingly and said seriously:
"Oh, okay, after dinner, I will help you change the medicine. By the way, the injury is on the shoulder, so you don't need to take off your pants."

Matsushima Nanako was stunned, and tears burst out instantly, rolling in the circles of her eyes. The reason why Du Weiguo deliberately angered her was to take revenge on this little girl for plotting against him.

Seeing her looking like she was about to cry, Du Weiguo raised his face, glanced at her, and said in a rough voice:

"Didn't you say dinner?"

After all, Matsushima Nanako was a professional special agent. She quickly calmed down her emotions and quickly wiped her eyes:
"Yes, the meal is ready."

Breakfast is ramen, which is braised noodles cooked with the leftover ingredients from yesterday's hot pot, fried poached eggs, and specially added chili and pepper. It is hot and tastes quite good.

Du Weiguo asked vaguely while slurping noodles hungrily:

"By the way, what happened to the Night Crow who was injured by me? Has the interrogation been started? Are there any clues?"

When it came to the topic, Nanako, who was like a resentful woman, quickly cheered up:
"Yes, he is awake. Minister Takahashi has just gone to the safe house in person to prepare for personal interrogation. The results should be available soon."

Du Weiguo swallowed the food in his mouth, raised his eyebrows, and asked with interest:
"Ryota Takahashi personally ended up? Tsk, it's a torture technique inherited from the Ministry of Internal Affairs' Special Higher Education Course. Are you really curious? Is the safe house far away?"

Nanako's eyes flickered and her tone was a little awkward:

"Well, I don't know the location of the safe house. This time, Minister Takahashi led the special operations team directly under his command in the eradication of the Tiger Tail Cult. My resources were not used. If you want to go, I can talk to the Minister~~"

Du Weiguo heard the shirk in her mouth and waved his hand noncommittally:

"Forget it, don't look at it. It's nothing more than torture methods. While you're free, after dinner, let's go to the Sakata processing factory to have a look. The "biscuits" I ordered should be almost ready."

Nanako secretly breathed a sigh of relief and responded with a low eyebrow: "Okay, sir."

Du Weiguo finished the noodles in two mouthfuls, lit a cigarette, opened the military backpack at his feet, and took out the rusty golden statue of Fudo Myoyo.

Du Weiguo patted the golden Buddha loudly:

"Nanako, last night, that night crow came to me just because of this thing. Do you understand antiques?"

"Ok?"

Matsushima Nanako looked at the rusty golden Buddha on the dining table in great surprise:

"Sir, you mean that Night Crow took the initiative to find you for this Buddha statue."

Du Weiguo nodded: "Yes, that's right."

The reason why I brought this matter up on my own initiative was because Ye Ya had to keep it alive, and he couldn't hide it sooner or later, so he might as well put it on the table openly.

Anyway, given their courage, they definitely didn't dare to take it back from Du Weiguo, so they were naturally confident.

Matsushima Nanako frowned, looked at the Buddha statue carefully, and said hesitantly:
"I don't know much about antiques, but it looks like it should be a statue of Fudo Myoō that was unique to the Warring States Period. Myeō is holding a rib in his hand instead of a demon-subduing pestle."

After glancing at the Buddha statue, it was indeed true. Du Weiguo thought to himself, "Damn, this little girl's knowledge reserve is quite extensive."

Exhale the smoke and speak casually:
"There is an inscription on the base of the Buddha statue. It seems to belong to the Shimazu family in Kyushu. It is said that it was enshrined by Shimazu Takahisa."

"Ok?"

Matsushima Nanako frowned and immediately turned the golden Buddha upside down. When she saw the inscription on the base, her expression immediately became solemn:
"Sure enough, it's the statue of Fudo Myoō enshrined by Onishi Manko?"

Du Weiguo frowned: "Ghost Manzi? What is this?"

Nanako explained softly: "Onishi Manko is the nickname of the daimyo of Kyushu Island, Shimazu Takahisa."

This nickname is really ugly. Du Weiguo complained in his heart and gave a perfunctory hum. Nanako straightened the Buddha statue, put it back in its original position, and asked softly:

"Sir, where did you get this Buddha statue?"

Du Weiguo scratched his scalp:

"Well~ I was wandering around China Street yesterday and accidentally met someone cheating on the street. It was nothing, so I followed him and took a look~~"

Du Weiguo told the story of how he met Kenci and the others in just a few words. At the end, he added loudly:
"Oh, by the way, that gangster nicknamed Flower Snake should have been kicked to death by me."

Living human life, now in Du Weiguo's mouth, seems to have just accidentally stepped on an ant on the roadside. It has become light and insignificant, more or less, it means that human life is regarded as trivial.

This is also inevitable. After holding more than a thousand lives in hand, especially some earth-shattering big shots, it is natural to lack awe and disregard life.

The most outrageous thing is that Matsushima Nanako also has an indifferent attitude towards this, as if she should be rewarded.

Moreover, her focus was not on Hua Shen at all:

"Sir, have you ever asked that guy named Kenji where he got this thing?"

Du Weiguo shrugged his shoulders:

"No, that coward was scared to death by me. He was so coquettish that I felt disgusted, so I drove him away."

"Uh~" Upon hearing this, Nanako was speechless. Du Weiguo crushed the cigarette butt:
"Nanako, the most critical question now is, how did Night Crow find me through this Buddha statue? This is a precise positioning! Moreover, what is the connection between this Buddha statue and the Tiger Tail Sect?"

After Nanako pondered for a while, he stood up:
"Sir, please wait a moment. I will call the minister immediately to report the situation."

Du Weiguo picked up the golden Buddha on the table, put it back into his backpack, raised his eyebrows, and put on a generous expression:
"Well, okay, you can fight and ask what's going on, but I can put my ugly words up front. This golden Buddha belongs to me, and no one can do anything to it."

Seeing Du Weiguo's money-grubbing and lazy look, Nanako couldn't help but pursed her lips. She was numb. As for it, it was just a broken golden Buddha. Even if it was an antique that was hundreds of years old, how much could it be worth?

You know, Du Weiguo's reward for just taking over the task of eradicating the Tiger Tail Cult is 500 million, or US dollars, and an additional 50 for every one captured alive.

According to the current ultra-strong purchasing power of the U.S. dollar, more than 500 million can buy tons of gold and cast a solid golden Buddha that is half a person tall.

It was approaching noon, and the Sakata Food Processing Factory was still in the VIP reception room.

The plate in front of Du Weiguo was filled with something dark and chocolate-like. He picked up one and threw it into his mouth, chewing it carefully, with a satisfied look on his face.

Yes, the taste is similar to Malisin, with added saltiness, the taste is richer and more solid, and a small one is enough to weigh 2 ounces.

Du Weiguo picked up another one and was about to put it in his mouth when President Sakata, who was already sweating profusely, said tremblingly:
"Your Excellency, please use it with caution. This kind of compressed military ration pills has a very high expansion rate. Let's do a test. One pill is equivalent to 1 bowls of white rice. You have just eaten 2 pills."

"Hehehe~"

Du Weiguo chuckled and took the small black pill in his hand:

"Haha, Boss Sakata, you don't have to be so nervous. You did a good job this time. How many calories are in this little meatball?"

Sakata answered honestly: "Theoretically, it will never be less than 800 calories. In a short period of time, it won't deviate too much."

Du Weiguo was quite satisfied: "How long can it be stored?"

Sakata wiped the dripping sweat from his cheeks:

"Sir, military grain pills are rich in fat and cream, so they can't be stored for more than 3 days in summer, and can be kept for about 7 days in winter."

Du Weiguo nodded: "What about the cost?"

Hearing this question, Sakata raised his head, glanced at Du Weiguo quickly, and then bravely quoted a price:
"8 yen."

800 yen, good guy, it’s more than 5 US dollars. This price is really not cheap, but I haven’t waited for Du Weiguo to say anything.

Matsushima Chachako, who was standing behind him, stood up very shamelessly and asked sternly:
"President Sakata, please provide the formula sheet immediately. I will check it in detail. I will also interrogate your employees separately. If I find that you lied about the cost, hum~"

"Plop~"

Sakata was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, sweating profusely, with no blood on his face. He rubbed his hands as if begging for mercy, and his voice stammered:

"Hug, I'm sorry, Miss Matsushima, yes, I was too greedy. The actual cost is only 5, no, 480 yen."

Just as Matsushima Nanako was about to reprimand, Du Weiguo waved his hand and interrupted her with a very gentle tone:
"President Sakata, after all, you are a businessman and you have to survive. You have workers to support. It is understandable to pursue profits."

Hearing Du Weiguo's words, Bantian was so moved that he almost burst into tears on the spot. His eyes also ignited with hope, and he looked at him expectantly like he was looking up to a Bodhisattva.

At this moment, Du Weiguo changed the subject:
"However, what we order is military rations for special forces after all, and we must reduce costs as much as possible."

Upon hearing this, Sakata's mood suddenly fell from the sky to the bottom again. His vision turned black and he almost fainted on the spot.

Du Weiguo also had enough fun. He caught the thrown black pellet and said, "Let's do this. Each pill is priced at 4 US dollars. President Sakata, what do you think?"

Sakata's mood was up and down. Although the price Du Weiguo finally proposed was not ideal, it was still profitable after all. How dare he disagree? His voice was filled with tears:
"Yes, yes, thank you Mr. Sakuragi for your generosity, I will definitely try my best~~"

Du Weiguo waved his hand towards Nanako: "Okay, order 1 pieces first, Nanako, and pay part of the deposit to President Sakata."

Nanako did not dare to disobey Du Weiguo's instructions. With a cold face, she took out a stack of Japanese yen from her briefcase and placed it heavily on the coffee table.

Du Weiguo said nonchalantly: "President Sakata, how long will it take to prepare these military rations?"

At this moment, Sakata seemed to have been drained of his soul, and replied weakly: "1 pills, working overtime, it will take about 5 days."

Du Weiguo stood up and patted Sakata on the shoulder:

"Very good, President Sakata, I will give you an additional $5000 for packaging. All military rations will be vacuumed and stored. I will pick them up in five days."

5000 U.S. dollars, almost 80 yen. The profit suddenly came up. Sakata's eyes suddenly lit up, and he burst into tears of gratitude. He patted his chest and promised:

"Hai, Lord Sakuragi, I guarantee it with my life~~"

On the way back in the car, Nanako was a little absent-minded and kept stealing glances at him. Du Weiguo was sitting in the passenger seat with a cigarette in his mouth, puffing away and looking a little lazy.

Seeing that she hesitated to speak, Du Weiguo teased in a teasing tone:

"Chief Matsushima, what do you want to ask?"

Nanako glanced at Du Weiguo's face again, confirming that he was in a peaceful mood at the moment, and then bravely asked:

"Sir, 1 military ration pills weigh one ton and are not small in size. How do you want to take them away?"

"Huh~"

Du Weiguo laughed, blew out smoke toward the window, and flicked the cigarette butt:

"Nanako, there are rumors that I have an extremely fast submarine. Do you believe it?"

Her secret mission was revealed. Nanako's pupils trembled sharply, her hands and feet trembled, and the vehicle that was originally running smoothly became a little wobbly.

But she was not an ordinary person after all. She quickly calmed down her emotions and replied in a deep voice:

"letter."

Du Weiguo's tone was teasing:

"So, Nanako, one of your missions is to try every means to find this submarine of mine? Right?"

Nanako felt like she was struck by lightning and was so confused that she ran through a red light and almost collided with a truck coming from the side.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly enough and adjusted the steering wheel dangerously. The Crown Car drifted instantly and avoided the truck.

"Di Di Di~"

However, the driver of this truck had a bad temper. He honked the horn crazily and stuck his head out of the cab to curse.

Nanako had no time to pay attention to him, her forehead was already covered with sweat, and she pretended to be calm: "Sorry, Mr. Wesley, I was a little distracted just now."

Du Weiguo's tone was calm, without a trace of ripples:
"It's okay. I'll go on to say that for another mission, if you find a suitable opportunity, it's best to reveal to me the news about the Freemasons re-establishing a secret base in Japan in bed."

Nanako's pupils instantly shrank to pinpoints, and her hand subconsciously touched the pistol on her inner thigh, but the next second, she gave up.

Using swords and guns in front of evil gods, isn't this just seeking death?

The next moment, the Crown car stopped on the side of the road, and Nanako slowly closed her eyes without saying a word, as if she was waiting to die.

Seeing her like this, Du Weiguo couldn't help but laugh:
"Nanako, don't be nervous. You are an ace spy. It is only natural that you come to my side and have a mission.

I will not kill you to silence you, but since I have guessed your mission, I naturally cannot get too close to you. "

Matsushima Nanako had regained her composure at this moment, slowly opened her eyes, shook her head with a wry smile, and said in a sad tone:

"What kind of ace spy am I? You even guessed the mission."

Du Weiguo also shook his head and said in a faint tone:

"No, Nanako, you actually did a good job and overfulfilled the task. You see, I took over the task from your Ministry of Internal Affairs and promised to help you eradicate the Tiger Tail Cult.

Moreover, I have also decided to destroy the newly established secret base of the Freemasonry. This is all merit, and you will definitely get a promotion and a salary increase. "

Nanako's head was buzzing, and she didn't understand what Du Weiguo meant, so she couldn't help but turn her head and look at him.

But at this moment, Du Weiguo suddenly kicked her towards her and cursed:
"Fuck!" (End of chapter)