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

"What did you say? Reina is dead?"

Du Weiguo's eyes suddenly narrowed, his pupils gleamed with brilliance, and a cold murderous aura suddenly rose from his body.

Harper felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave. His brain lost the ability to think. He replied tremblingly:

"Yes, yes, she said she saw with her own eyes that Commissioner Reina was buried alive in the desert."

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, the evil spirit swirling around Du Weiguo suddenly became stronger, a cold wind appeared out of nowhere, and a layer of white frost instantly condensed on the walls and the ground.

But in just a moment, the frost on his face melted away, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a charming smile.

The murderous aura as sharp as a knife disappeared in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, he was like two different people.

Looking at the few shining teeth exposed at Du Weiguo's lips, Harper subconsciously took a step back, and she felt her heart skip a beat.

Of course, I wasn't mesmerized, but I was scared.

According to rumors, whenever he suddenly smiles, it means he is about to start a killing spree. As the saying goes, when the devil smiles, ghosts cry and gods howl.

Harper said tremblingly:

"Mr. Wesley, this is just her one-sided statement. It has not been specifically confirmed. It may be false news."

"Of course it's fake news." Du Weiguo asserted with certainty.

"This stupid woman is blinded by hatred. She probably doesn't want us to continue searching for Reina, so she made up such nonsense.

With a sneer, his tone became more playful:

"Heh~ If some people knew that she dared to speak nonsense, they would cut her into pieces with their own hands."

"Uh~"

Harper seemed to understand what was said, as if he had thought of something but had not figured it out completely. A hint of confusion flashed across his blue eyes.

"Ding~" the crisp sound of a lighter interrupted her thoughts.

Du Weiguo lit a cigarette and exhaled the smoke slowly. At this moment, his tone was completely calm, and sounded as calm as a deep pool.

"That stupid woman is still alive, right?"

"no no."

Harper's tone was hesitant and his eyes were a little evasive.

It was obvious that after the violent torture she had just carried out in anger, the poor woman was probably not far from death, even if she hadn't died.

As for interrogation to death? That's nothing.

Although the glory of the former empire on which the sun never sets is long gone, a rotten ship still has three pounds of nails.

MI6 is still very powerful in Europe and Africa, and is usually arrogant, even when it is not in their home country, it is still overbearing.

Harper and his group had been in Castile for two days, carrying guns and knives and rushing around all day long.

However, the town’s managers and law enforcement officers seemed to have disappeared and never showed up.

As for the mere ants, they have no human rights at all. They can just die if they want to. What's more, this crazy woman just killed an agent from the Sixth Agency. Harper and his men are in the right.

Afterwards, Harper and others will definitely hold people accountable, and the Moroccan officials will probably be blackmailed to the point where they won't even be able to put on their underwear.

The subtle changes in her expression naturally could not be hidden from Du Weiguo's sharp eyes. He was a little dissatisfied and glanced at her coldly.

The young version of Mrs. M is still too naive and her methods are too rough.

Even interrogating an ordinary person would result in mistakes. Her current professional level is much worse than that of Du Weiguo's subordinates and she needs more training.

Each of the spies he recruited is a top expert, and among them, Nim's professional ability should be the strongest.

After all, being called an insightful person is not a false reputation.

Previously, Nim was sent by Du Weiguo to Taiwan to assassinate Qi Liang's dead father. With his ability and the time, he should have completed the mission.

Du Weiguo's plan was to let Miss Hu take time to meet him. If she was sure there was no problem, he would send him to Guyana to take over the intelligence authority when Su Li resigned.

"Can you still talk?" In the hotel room, Du Weiguo collected his thoughts and asked unhappily.

"Yes, yes." Harper felt more and more guilty, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

"This woman definitely didn't tell the truth. Let's re-examine her while she's still alive. Oh, and take a closer look at her recent timeline. I'm a little curious, why wasn't she silenced?"

Du Weiguo dusted off his cigarette ashes and gave the order in a deep voice, his tone carrying an irrefutable certainty.

"Okay, okay."

Although he was a little dissatisfied with Du Weiguo's unfounded conclusion, Harper did not dare to disobey his order. He responded very tactfully and turned around to go out to work.

"Mr. Wesley, are you so sure that she lied?"

"Hmm." Du Weiguo stroked the golden filter tip, his eyes were heavy and his tone was meaningful:

"Shalang, do you think that Reina's sudden disappearance this time could be a natural accident?"

"Of course not!" Sand Wolf did not hesitate for a second and replied without thinking:

"As early as half a month ago, or even earlier, someone had been eyeing her. It is very likely that someone is trying to frame you, sir, with such deliberate intentions."

"That's right." Du Weiguo nodded without comment, his tone somewhat melancholy.

“No matter who wants to deal with me, since they want to use Reina as bait to catch a big fish like me, how can I let her die so easily?

Even if I really buried someone, it would be impossible for an insignificant ordinary person to find out. My opponent now should not be so weak. "

"Yes!" Sand Wolf pounded his fist hard:

"Why didn't I think of that? Even if they really wanted to kill Reina, they would have to hide it from the public and leave no witnesses, not to mention that she was an ordinary person."

"That's it." Du Weiguo took out a carved Dupont lighter made of pure gold.

The room was filled with an unpleasant smell of stale grease mixed with sand, which went straight into Du Weiguo's nose. He really didn't like it, so he lit up again right after he finished smoking one.

"Do you want to smoke?" Exhaling the smoke, Du Weiguo raised the cigarette box in his hand and gestured to Shalang.

"No, Mr. Wesley, I can't smoke. My nose can't stand it." Sand Wolf pinched his nose and refused.

Nicotine and tar, these things may be refreshing for ordinary people, but for him, they are no less than deadly poison.

Not to mention smoking, even some spicy foods are intolerant to the sand wolf, such as chili peppers, curry, cumin, peppercorns, ginger, garlic and the like.

Just imagine what would happen if the smell of these things was amplified hundreds or even thousands of times?

When he is not using his abilities, the Sand Wolf will plug his nostrils with a special nose plug. Even so, his sense of smell is still more than ten times stronger than that of an ordinary person.

"Yes, your nose is a mixed bag. Although it's amazing, you've missed out on a lot of the flavors of life."

"Yeah? Everything has its gains and losses." Sand Wolf touched his nose subconsciously.

His words seemed to touch Du Weiguo's thoughts.

He put away his cigarette case and stopped talking. He leaned against the window, looking at the endless desert outside, and smoked silently. The atmosphere in the room immediately became a little dull. In fact, Du Weiguo's aura was very strong, and most people couldn't be alone with him.

After all, he is recognized as the best in the world in both the light and dark worlds, and he holds tens of thousands of lives in his hands. Even if he is just smoking calmly, the sense of oppression is as strong as a mountain and a prison.

Before he even finished smoking a cigarette, Sand Wolf couldn't hold it in any longer and took the initiative to find a topic:

"Mr. Wesley, who do you think set up this trap against you?"

Retracting his gaze, Du Weiguo flicked the cigarette butt, rubbed his fingers, and pondered for a moment:

"The possibility of Leech and Marsal is higher. There may be other forces behind them, such as the CIA, the Illuminati, or other forces."

"I can't say for sure right now because I lack evidence."

Upon hearing this, Sand Wolf gnashed his teeth and cursed:

"The shopkeeper also made the same judgment. Damn, these damn bastards are really lingering around. Sooner or later, I will grind them all to dust."

The Brotherhood also has a blood feud with Leeches and Marsal.

Earlier, on the outskirts of New Delhi, Masar and his men ambushed and severely injured Lu Yan, and also killed the Brotherhood's Skinny Tiger and Fat Dragon.

The purpose of the brotherhood has always been to avenge every enemy and repay every grievance. They have never forgotten this blood debt for even a day.

At this moment, heavy and messy footsteps were heard, and Harper came back dejected. Her face looked extremely ugly and her tone was very low.

"I'm sorry, sir. I made a mistake in judgement. This woman did lie."

Du Weiguo was not surprised at all and asked calmly, "Is she dead?"

"Yeah." Harper nodded.

"Did you find any other useful clues?"

"No, I can only roughly determine why she is still alive." Harper lowered his head, his tone full of guilt.

"The day after Commissioner Reina left, her only surviving aunt died. She went to Ain Sefra town to attend the funeral and didn't come back until the day before yesterday. Perhaps for this reason, she was lucky enough not to be silenced."

Du Weiguo nodded without denying and asked another question:

"Have you checked? Besides you, have there been any other outsiders in the town recently?"

Hearing this question, Harper regained some spirit.

"We checked. In the past two weeks, there have been a total of 2 outsiders coming to Castiel. We have checked them one by one. There are definitely no suspicious people."

"Okay." Her tone was firm. Du Weiguo turned to Sand Wolf helplessly:

"There's no other way, Sand Wolf. I can only rely on you."

"Understood. I will try my best." Sand Wolf pulled out his stuffy nose, his eyes unusually determined.

Castile is located on the edge of the Sahara Desert. To the south is an endless sea of ​​sand, but it is not a completely uninhabited area, as there are still oases in between.

However, a few hours later, when the convoy driven by Du Weiguo and his team arrived at Ain Sefra, they had to stop.

This is the border between Morocco and Algeria, and it is also the last oasis to the south. Further ahead is a vast uninhabited area that stretches for more than a thousand kilometers and is hundreds of kilometers wide.

This area is known as the Jedi, and there is actually an oasis, but no one knows its exact location because no one who has entered it has ever come out again, and there is not even a guide.

"Mr. Wesley, if we continue to track south, we will have no choice but to abandon the vehicle and walk. We will also need to prepare a camel caravan and supplies."

Harper licked her dry lips, her face pale and her tone serious.

After all, you are about to walk across hundreds of thousands of square kilometers of uninhabited desert, a journey that is almost certain to lead to death, and anyone would be scared.

Du Weiguo ignored him and looked at Shalang. His tone was also quite serious:

"Shalang, are you sure that Reina really entered the no-man's land?"

"Yes, I'm sure." Sand Wolf nodded confidently.

"Shalang, can you tell whether she is still alive?" Du Weiguo asked again.

"Well, at least she must be alive when we leave this town."

Sand Wolf didn't even hesitate, but when he met Du Weiguo's slightly suspicious look, he explained:

“Living people constantly secrete sweat and oil, and the smell is completely different from that of dead people, so I concluded that she was still alive.

Moreover, when we entered the no-man's land, she happened to have her period, and there was a smell of blood, so I could lock onto her within a 300-kilometer radius."

"Hiss~" Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo couldn't help but take a breath.

I thought I had enough knowledge about the Sand Wolf's abilities, but now, my knowledge has been refreshed again.

What does a radius of 300 kilometers mean? 28 square kilometers is equivalent to the area of ​​a province, which is even more impressive than satellite positioning.

Du Weiguo's eyes became hot. Damn it, I have to recruit this guy Shalang under my command. Even Jesus can't stop me!

"Okay, I understand, Sand Wolf, you take a rest first, we will set off in a few hours."

Patting his shoulder, Du Weiguo turned to Harper and said in a deep voice:

"You don't have to go any further. Sand Wolf and I will go in alone. I'll give you three hours to help us prepare enough supplies for a month."

When Harper heard Du Weiguo's order, she was stunned at first, and then a hint of ecstasy flashed in her eyes. Who the hell would want to die if they could live?

"Mr. Wesley, are you sure you don't need me~"

Du Weiguo raised his hand and interrupted impatiently: "No, stop talking nonsense, and help me prepare supplies."

"Yes!" Harper hurriedly led his men away.

In the evening, the sky is filled with red clouds.

The temperature in the desert drops sharply, with the daytime high reaching over 40 degrees Celsius and the night low only a few degrees, so cold that it makes people shiver.

"Ding-ling, ding-ling~" In the uninhabited desert, the sound of melodious camel bells continued to ring out.

"Shalang, you are really good, you have many talents."

There was a camel caravan consisting of more than twenty strong camels. Du Weiguo sat cross-legged comfortably on the camel's back, his eyes half-closed and a cigarette in his mouth, looking particularly comfortable.

The camel caravan moved very fast but very steadily, and each camel was orderly and extremely docile.

"Hey, sir, I've lived in the desert for so long, of course I can drive a camel."

The sand wolf sat on the back of the tall camel, controlling the camel skillfully, scratching his head with a wry smile and speaking modestly.

"Come on, stop being so modest. You may not have eaten pork, but you've seen a pig run. There are many people living in the desert. Who has the same skills as you?"

At this moment, a barely detectable fluctuation was constantly emanating from the sand wolf's body, which was extremely similar to the fluctuation emitted by Lin Jiaojiao when she was controlling the Gu, but not as strong as hers.

Du Weiguo is a connoisseur. This is clearly the ability to tam animals.

Treasure boy? Sand Wolf is a rare dual-specialty person, with specialties in smell and beast taming, both of which are very powerful and practical. No wonder Shopkeeper Yu chose him as his successor. (End of this chapter)