Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

"The Magic Mist Mountain is half jungle and half snow mountain. It is part of the Himalayas. The terrain is steep and shrouded in fog all year round. It is difficult to see the whole picture."

"Anyone who enters the mountain will never be able to come out again. Legend has it that this place is connected to the underworld. Over time, it has become a forbidden area."

"Well, about a dozen years ago, there was an English scientific expedition team that didn't believe in superstition and went into the mountains to explore. As expected, all of them disappeared. Not a single person came back."

"I heard that there was a very important person in the team at that time, so the border guards urgently dispatched a battalion of troops to search the mountains, but in the end not a single person came back."

"Since then, no one has dared to enter the Demon Mist Mountain. The whole mountain is extremely evil."

The person who told the story like a storyteller was a lame man.

He spoke Chinese fluently, but with a thick Tibetan accent. Everyone called him Timothy, which means "living map" in the local dialect.

It is said that his actual age is only in his 30s, but he looks like an old man, dark, thin and haggard.

Timothy's appearance is ordinary, but his eyes are very special, a rare lake green color.

He is a mixed-race, a mixture of four countries.

His father is of mixed Han and Tibetan descent, and his mother is the daughter of Indian and British, so he was born with an environment that allows him to speak four languages.

It was also because of this specialty that he was able to barely survive when the horse gangs fought and massacred the village. At a young age, he became a low-level servant in the horse gang, known as a "mule" in the jargon.

After twenty years of hard work, Timothy has become the head of the caravan, or the team leader.

The caravan he belonged to was called the Ke Gang, a smuggling gang secretly supported by MI6.

After listening to his introduction of this damn Demonic Mist Mountain, Du Weiguo's face became gloomy and his brows were tightly furrowed, and he was obviously in a bad mood.

As the saying goes, once bitten by a snake, one will be afraid of ropes for ten years.

Because of the painful experiences of being almost trapped to death by fog twice, Du Weiguo now feels his scalp tingling whenever he hears the word fog.

"So, Gibson and the others lost contact because they entered the Magic Mist Mountain?"

Reina asked proactively with great tact.

Timothy nodded:

“Ms. Reina, three days ago, Mr. Gibson did lead his team into the Magic Mist Mountain. I’m not sure whether he has disappeared.

But that mountain is really strange. Once you enter the foggy area, the radio station will be interfered with and unable to communicate with the outside world."

When replying, Timothy was very polite, with an obvious flattering look on his face, and he secretly glanced at Du Weiguo.

Little people have their own wisdom and also their own way of survival.

Timothy's vision is limited. In fact, he doesn't know Reina's specific identity, and he is not even clear about the organizational structure of MI6, but he is very clear that Reina has a very high status.

As for Du Weiguo, although he had a cold face and didn't say a word from beginning to end, even Reina had to act according to his wishes. He was undoubtedly a big shot with connections.

For him, this might be an opportunity, a chance that he might only encounter once in his lifetime, a chance to change his fate.

"Gibson is a guy who has always been very steady in his work. He doesn't seek credit but only avoids mistakes. He must be eager to show off in front of Wesley, so he is willing to take risks."

Seeing her old subordinates trying desperately to flatter their new master, Reina felt a little jealous and secretly complained in her heart.

Her heart was in turmoil, but she remained expressionless as she continued to ask questions:

"Timothy, since you are known as the living map, you must have been to many places. Have you ever been to the Magic Mist Mountain?"

Hearing this question, Timothy's pupils shrank into needle-like shapes in an instant, as if he recalled some extremely terrifying experience, and even his voice trembled.

"I, I went in once."

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Reina's hair immediately blew up, her eyebrows raised, and she asked sternly:

"Didn't you just say that no one can come out alive once they enter the mountain? Damn it! How dare you play tricks on me?"

"No, no, Lord Reina, how dare I?"

  Timothy waved his hands quickly and explained anxiously:

“I, I only went to the edge of the Magic Mist Mountain, and then I got separated from the group in the mist, and passed out due to exhaustion.

When I woke up, it was raining and the fog had thinned a lot. I could just find the way down the mountain, and I was lucky enough to save half my life. "

"Half a life?" Reina frowned and stared at him intently.

“Yes, I was awakened by the pain. At that time, my leg was completely gnawed by something. After I climbed down the mountain, I had a high fever for two months.

During that time, I almost died several times, but I finally pulled through it, but ended up being a cripple and my body was broken.”

  Timothy's eyes were filled with lingering fear. After a pause, he laughed at himself:

"Haha, it's not difficult, you two. I used to be a strong man who could run a horse on my arms, but now, I'm completely useless."

As he spoke, he slowly rolled up his trouser leg, showing his left leg.

He really didn't lie. There was no meat left on his calves, and even the big tendons in his leg sockets were broken. Only a layer of dry skin was left attached to the bones, which made him look extremely hideous.

The key point is that his wounds are very strange. It doesn't look like they were caused by human equipment. They must have been bitten by something.

Although it has healed now, the wound still has a strange brown-purple color and is bumpy, just like dried toad skin.

"Sigh~"

Reina secretly took a deep breath, frowned, stared at his stump, and searched her mind for the creature that could have caused such a strange wound.

"Did you see Gibson enter the Mist Mountain with your own eyes?"

Du Weiguo finally spoke. His voice was light, but it carried an irrepressible majesty.

  Although his question was a bit abrupt, Timothy reacted quickly, turned to him immediately, and replied respectfully:

"Yes, sir, I saw it with my own eyes, and not only me, but also many people in the city saw it."

"How many people were there when Gibson and his team entered the mountain? Were there two Chinese people in the team?"

While asking the question, Du Weiguo suddenly raised his eyes and looked at him. His eyes were as sharp as a knife, as if they could pierce a person's soul in an instant.

Timothy shrank his neck subconsciously.

"Big, about 20 people, I'm not sure of the exact number, sir, I know the two Chinese people you mentioned.

Brother Lei and Brother Sheng are both first-class heroes. Brother Lei is very skilled and Brother Sheng is an accurate shooter. They were both in the team when we went up the mountain. "

He was startled by Du Weiguo's eyes and spoke a little stutteringly, but his thoughts were clear, and he also called out the names and characteristics of Lei Qianjun and Gou Sheng.

This means that he has indeed seen Lao Lei and the others, and even seen them fighting. Of course, it is also possible that he has fought with them.

Du Weiguo was more inclined to the previous judgment, as he could now sense the field.

He was sure that Timothy was just an ordinary person, and a relatively weak one at that, and his field was very weak.

However, Du Weiguo still did not relax, and continued to ask expressionlessly:

"Do you know Aggie Hancock?"

When questioning, Du Weiguo stared straight into his eyes and actively released a hint of murderous aura.

The temperature in the room dropped suddenly, and Timothy broke out in a cold sweat, but he remained calm.

"Sir, I, I don't know this person, but I know he is an antique dealer. Mr. Gibson entered the Magic Mist Mountain just to chase him."

"He's been in the city before, and this place isn't that big, how could you not have seen him?"

Du Weiguo emphasized his tone, and the evil spirit that had already materialized swept towards Timothy. He instantly felt as if he was buried by a snowy mountain.

Timothy's body was shaking uncontrollably:

"First, sir, as you can see, my legs and feet are not in good condition, and it is difficult for me to walk. The roads in the city are not good either. When I am not delivering goods, I basically don't go out."

This is probably true.

They were now at Timothy's home, a spacious private house on the edge of the city. When they found him, he was lying on the bed smoking a hookah.

Timothy had no wife or children, but he had several slaves at home who served him all the time.

That’s right, it’s slavery. This evil system still exists stubbornly in the city of Motihari, and it is also a very important part of the smuggling business.

Du Weiguo glanced at his legs and asked: "Can you still sell goods with these legs?"

Timothy wiped the cold sweat from his eyes, tried to calm himself, and said with a wry smile, "I have to go, right? I have no food to eat. Fortunately, when we move goods, we either ride horses or take boats. Now I don't have to work so hard, so I can barely get by for a few more years."

Du Weiguo nodded without comment, suppressing his evil spirit:

"Which group of horsemen attacked those two Chinese people in the city earlier?"

Timothy suddenly felt relieved, as if a huge mountain had been lifted off his shoulders. He let out a long sigh of relief, and his voice became noticeably lighter.

"Sir, it wasn't just any caravan in the city that attacked them. It was a gang from Dawar."

"Gangsters?"

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows, and Timothy immediately explained:

"Yes, gangsters, Dawar is also a small border town, located 60 kilometers northeast of Motihari, which belongs to the Bangladesh territory.

The gang that attacked Lei Ge and his men in the city before is called the Kola Gang. They are based in the suburbs of Davar and are a group of out-and-out desperadoes. "

After taking a breath, he continued:

"The Kola gang usually makes a living by robbing, and occasionally they are hired as gunmen. They come to Motihari to sell the stolen goods, and they also come here to have fun after making money.

These guys are lawless and will do anything for money. They must have been hired by the antique dealer named Aggie Hancock."

Not a drop of water is leaked!

Du Weiguo looked at him deeply, lit a cigarette and stopped asking questions. The thick smoke made his expression look a little vague and uncertain.

Timothy's answer was very logical and the details were all correct, without any loopholes.

There are two possibilities in this situation. First, everything he said was true. Second, he had prepared it all in advance.

Du Weiguo still prefers the first possibility, the truth.

Timothy had no relatives and was a widower. In other words, he had no weaknesses or leverage that could be easily exploited.

At the same time, he is also a smart man. Without absolute benefits, there is no reason for him to betray his boss behind the scenes, and he cannot escape the reckoning later.

"Timothy, where are those helicopters Gibson brought?"

Du Weiguo had just stopped talking when Reina resumed the conversation seamlessly. She had given up on Timothy trying to find out the source of his injury.

"Well, we parked at the headquarters of the 49th Brigade of the Border Guard. The parking lot there barely has the conditions for helicopters to land. Mr. Gibson has always had a good relationship with Brigade Commander Paro."

Although this question was somewhat unexpected and Timothy was slightly stunned, he immediately gave a very confident answer.

This guy is not only a living map, but also seems to be a know-it-all. He is definitely a talent.

However, talents like him have too many limitations. They may be of some use to Reina, but they are meaningless to Du Weiguo. After all, he doesn't want to do any smuggling business in Tianzhu.

He has higher standards now and he doesn't care about such small profits.

Reina hadn't given up yet and continued to ask questions, "What happened to the Korra Gang?"

"Hey~" Hearing this question, Timothy smiled with his yellow teeth bared:

"All the scum of the Cora Gang that came to the city to cause trouble were annihilated by Mr. Gibson himself! They died miserably!

During this period, our Ke Gang also contributed and killed more than a dozen bastards from the Kola Gang. Our gang leader has made a statement that if anyone dares to come to Motihari again, we will kill them all!"

  Reina had asked enough questions and secretly winked at Du Weiguo. Her meaning was very clear: what should she do next?

Du Weiguo was just about to speak when there was a sudden burst of hurried footsteps outside the door, followed by a knock on the door.

"Who?"

Reina frowned. She had previously instructed that no one should come and disturb her unless it was something important.

"Boss, it's me, Charlie, there's something going on outside!"

A deep and hoarse male voice was heard outside the door. He was Reina's field manager and had previously injured his vocal cords.

"What's going on? Come in and tell me." Reina's brows frowned even more tightly.

Charlie pushed the door open and walked in:

"Boss, the Wolf Gang is approaching. There are more than 200 of them, and the leader is the gang leader Kumar."

Upon hearing this, Timothy's eyes flickered and his expression became obviously nervous, while Reina's face darkened and her lips were pursed into a sharp arc.

India is England's back garden, and MI6 is England's most privileged department.

Now, in the back garden of her own home, people often showed their teeth to her, which made her, the newly promoted cabinet minister, feel very embarrassed.

As for Du Weiguo, he had no reaction at all, and didn't even raise his eyelids. He just smoked slowly, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

Before that, under his instruction, Reina commanded her men to kill the members of the Wolf Gang at the edge of the city, and then quickly found Timothy by interrogating the tattooed man.

The Wolf Gang has thousands of men and guns, and is a very powerful force in this chaotic area where three countries meet. It is also the strongest force in the city of Motihari.

Normally, they acted arrogantly, but now, several gang members were killed for no reason in their own small piece of land.

These guys are used to being arrogant and can't stand being wronged. Now the enemy is at the gates and even the gang leader has come to visit in person. It is very likely that they are here to seek revenge.

"Boss, they have heavy weapons in their hands and are about 500 meters away from us. Should we fight or negotiate?"

Charlie's tone was fairly steady, but when he asked the question, his eyes were always on Du Weiguo.

He knew clearly in his mind that Du Weiguo was the one who really made the decision and could decide the outcome of the war.

Otherwise, with only dozens of them facing hundreds of wolf gangs equipped with heavy weapons and familiar with the terrain, it would be easy for them to be defeated and even in danger of being wiped out.

After all, the Wolf Gang is guarding their home and has a steady supply of supplies and reinforcements, so this battle cannot be fought.

"Talk about nothing! Let's just start fighting. Charlie, contact Kanata from the Ke Gang right away and have him pull all his men out.

Today, I will uproot this damn wolf gang! I don't believe that the Radakri family dares to turn against me! "

Kanata is the leader of the Hakka Gang. The Hakka Gang supported by MI3000 is also a large Malaysian gang with more than 300 gang members and more than guns.

Reina's literal meaning was to engage in an all-out war, but the underlying meaning was to convey the seriousness of the matter to Du Weiguo in this euphemistic way and then let him make the decision.

She pointed out the backers of the Wolf Gang, the Radhakri family.

The Radhakri family is the undisputed first family in India. The current president Sarvapalli is from their family and has been re-elected for two terms.

But even so, Savapally was not even the head of the family, which shows how powerful the Radhakri family was in India.

  "Heh~" Du Weiguo chuckled and flicked away the cigarette butt, glancing into the distance through the window:

"There's no need to go to such lengths. Captain Charlie, please go and warn them. If they dare to approach within 300 meters of this yard, none of the Wolf Gang members will survive today."

Damn it, what a shitty first family, Du Weiguo doesn’t care about it!

Even the head of the Rothschild family, known as the world's number one family, was forced to death by him. Why would he care about the number one family in India?

Upon hearing this, everyone had different expressions.

Charlie's eyes suddenly lit up, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously. It was obvious that this order was very much to his liking.

He is a pure warrior who believes in life and death and the violent principle of fighting if he is not convinced. Otherwise, he would not be able to stay in the field department.

Reina frowned slightly. She always felt that Du Weiguo's decision-making was too harsh and reckless. He should be more gentle, beating some and pulling some back.

However, in front of outsiders, she did not refute it.

As for Timothy, he was completely confused.

He knew that Du Weiguo must be a big shot with great power, but he really couldn't imagine what means this big shot would use to wipe out the Wolf Gang.

In the area of ​​Motihari, unless the 49th Brigade of the garrison dispatches troops of regimental level or above, the powerful Wolf Gang will be in power!

But it is impossible for the regular army to conflict with the Wolf Gang. They have to consider the face of the President, who is the incumbent.

"Wait, I guess there's no need to warn you, these bastards have already retreated."

Du Weiguo suddenly called out to Charlie who was about to turn around and leave, with a slight smile on his face.

A few hundred meters away at the street corner, a guy in a windbreaker came running over in a hurry, stopped the Wolf Gang members, and then whispered a few words into the ear of a bearded man who looked like the leader.

Then, the wolf gang, which had been so aggressive just now, retreated with its tail between its legs, like a defeated dog. (End of this chapter)