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

Casablanca is even more beautiful after nightfall, so beautiful that it seems unreal, like a legendary fairy tale world.

Moreover, the streets are even more lively than during the day, with bright lights and bustling voices everywhere, giving it the feel of a city that never sleeps.

At present, there are very few Chinese people in this city.

Even if there are any, they are all descendants of the Chinese workers. They have long since intermarried and assimilated into the local community, and most of them do not live well.

Therefore, Du Weiguo, who has black hair, black eyes, yellow skin, a pure Chinese face, luxurious clothes, and walks without recognizing any relatives, is very eye-catching.

This feeling is roughly equivalent to a very isolated small county in China, where a big black man wearing gorgeous Hanfu suddenly appears on the street.

The most annoying thing is that this guy is followed on his left and right by two beautiful girls with very different temperaments but both with amazing looks and figures.

All the male creatures on the street were horrified and their hatred levels were maxed out.

"Mr. Wesley, I have prepared the plane. When do you plan to fly to England? And where is the specific landing location?"

"London or Edinburgh? So I can apply for the route in advance." Harper leaned close to Du Weiguo's ear, breathing sweetly.

At this moment, she was very close to Du Weiguo, so close that she almost hung on him. The two big thunders on her chest rubbed his arms intentionally or unintentionally.

It’s still the same old saying, where there are people there are rivers and lakes, and oppression is everywhere.

It is even more impossible for a spy nest like MI6 to be united as a single entity. This is not in the interests of the rulers. Checks and balances are the right way to go.

Harper and Raina belong to different camps. Although they don't fight to the death, they are definitely not harmonious.

Now, Reina and Mr. J extremely do not want Du Weiguo to land in England at this critical juncture.

They were worried that the conflict between Du Weiguo and domestic radicals would intensify, and even lead to a head-on conflict, making the situation unresolvable.

However, what is poison to others is honey to me. The worsening situation is exactly in the interests of Harper and his faction. Only chaos can create an opportunity for a reshuffle.

Therefore, Harper was very happy to assist Du Weiguo in landing in England, and was even a little impatient.

"Harper, shut up, are you tired of living?"

Without waiting for Du Weiguo to answer, Reina could no longer suppress her anger. She glared at Harper fiercely and scolded him coldly.

"Deputy Minister Reina, are you threatening me?" Harper was not immune to his temper and immediately glared back without showing any weakness.

Speaking of this, let me digress.

The full name of MI6 is British Army Intelligence Six, also known as the Secret Intelligence Service, but people inside are more accustomed to calling themselves MI6.

Reina's current position is deputy director and member of the Safety Committee, and she can also be called deputy minister.

Harper is the deputy director and head of the North Africa region. Judging from his apparent rank, he is only two levels lower than Reina.

However, there is a huge difference between these two levels, which is equivalent to the difference between deputy department and deputy minister in the Chinese official hierarchy.

Without special opportunity, there is no way to cross that gap.

When Du Weiguo first met Reina, she was just a district team leader, one level lower than Harper is now.

In just three years, she rose rapidly to the top, crossing two huge levels like chasms in succession, and became the youngest junior cabinet minister in the history of the Six Departments.

This almost absurd speed of promotion was entirely due to her clinging to Du Weiguo's golden thigh.

In fact, not only Harper, but all the female spies in the intelligence systems around the world are extremely jealous and wish they could copy Reina's successful experience.

Seeing that Harper dared to contradict her so mercilessly, Reina's face instantly became extremely gloomy, and a dangerous light flashed in her eyes:

"Harper, you idiot, who gave you that confidence?"

"Do you think that if the situation gets out of control, can Barkley, that bald guy, control the situation?"

Buckley is the leader of Harper's faction, another deputy minister of the Sixth Department, a senior member of the junior cabinet, and has great power and influence.

Next year is the general election year in England. Barkley is an ambitious guy and plans to compete with Mr. J for the title of the top boss in the six departments.

"Deputy Minister Reina, please watch your words." Harper was overwhelmed by Reina's aura and felt a little guilty.

But she reacted quickly, her eyes suddenly turned, and she thought of a countermeasure:

“Also, I don’t quite understand what you mean. Lord Wesley is a strategic ally of our Sixth Division and even the entire England.

He was just visiting his wife in England, why did things get so out of hand?"

"Oh my god! Really good tea art!"

Du Weiguo, who had been watching the show with his arms crossed, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and silently cheered for her in his heart.

Harper's tactic of pretending to be ignorant while knowing the truth is not very clever, and is even a bit despicable, but it is very effective.

Some things should just be kept secret, and it’s barely acceptable to say them in a one-on-one private chat, but when there’s a third person present, it’s not the same thing to say them face to face.

"You~" As expected, Reina was speechless the moment she was squeezed.

"You are looking for death!"

In a rage and humiliation, she decided not to continue arguing with Harper, but instead raised her fist and hit her in the face.

"Am I afraid of you?" Harper was not afraid either. He quickly retreated half a step and prepared to fight back.

With Du Weiguo's sharp eyesight, he could tell who was better before the two women actually started fighting.

Harper's skills are pretty good, and she can be considered a master among ordinary people, but she is definitely not a match for Reina.

Even though Reina is only half-health now, she is still not strong enough. If the fight really starts, she will be knocked down in less than a minute.

To put it bluntly, this woman Harper is a brain person, not a force person.

However, there was no way Du Weiguo would let these two foreign women really fight. He just casually stretched out his hand and pushed the two of them apart.

"Tsk, why are you fighting again?" Du Weiguo curled his lips, feeling both angry and amused.

"After all, you two are from the same school, and both are well-known figures. Fighting in the street is really beneath your dignity."

Harper knew in her heart that she was no match for Reina if a fight really broke out. Du Weiguo's intervention made her secretly happy.

She glanced at Reina provocatively:

"I'm just a small director, a deputy at that, not a big shot, but I have a temper and I won't be stupid enough to let anyone beat me up."

Reina's eyes were spitting fire, she gritted her teeth and uttered harsh words word by word.

"Harper, I'll remember you. You'd better never fall into my hands."

Among the group of female spies who are least short of ambitious people, Reina is relatively Buddhist and not particularly utilitarian.

I was able to climb to the high position I have today by chance, and I climbed up the high branch of Du Weiguo.

But she also had a temper, and at this moment, she really wanted to kill, and she put it into practice. A few months later, Harper, who had just been promoted to director, almost died in a "traffic accident" on his first day on the job.

Although he managed to survive in the end, both of his legs were broken and he became a disabled person. He left Liuchu sadly, but that is a story for later.

"Ha! I'm so scared. I almost peed my pants."

It must be said that Harper is a woman with a sharp tongue and is very good at sarcasm.

"Damn it, I'm going to beat you to pee right now!" Reina was extremely furious now, like a powder keg that could be ignited at any time.

On the one hand, it was because of the green tea spirit of Harper, but more importantly, it was because of Du Weiguo's attitude.

It seemed fair, with neither helping the other, but even so, Reina's defenses were completely broken. What she wanted was favoritism, favoritism without any reason.

"Come on!"

Thinking that he had gained Du Weiguo's favor, Harper seemed fearless and even a little excited.

"Okay, be quiet." Du Weiguo suddenly felt a little impatient, frowned and shouted coldly.

"Mr. Wesley, she is the one who has been provoking me~~"

Harper wanted to take the opportunity to tease, and spoke coquettishly in a slightly aggrieved tone, but he stopped halfway through his words.

Du Weiguo's gaze swept across her like a knife, and Harper instantly felt as if she had fallen into an icy cave, unable to utter a word.

Then he patted Reina's shoulder, took out a cigarette box, lit two cigarettes, put one in his mouth, and handed the other to her.

Needless to say, just with such a small action, the closeness or distance can be instantly distinguished.

Taking the cigarette, Reina put it in her mouth without hesitation. Her complexion almost visibly improved, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Harper was as sad as if she had lost her parents. She was very smart and understood Du Weiguo's intention immediately. Don't be so arrogant.

Taking a puff of cigarette and slowly exhaling the smoke, Du Weiguo stroked the golden filter tip and said calmly:

"Casablanca is a nice city. I feel very comfortable here. I am a little tired from fighting all day long. I want to rest here for two days."

Upon hearing this, the two foreign women showed expressions of surprise and astonishment at the same time.

Casablanca is Harper's long-established base. If Du Weiguo really stays here, she will have the opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

It is even possible to go a step further, climb directly into his bed, hug this golden thigh, and soar to the sky from then on.

And for Reina, this is also great news.

If Du Weiguo had not gone to England, he would not have come into direct conflict with those brainless radicals, and the situation would not have gotten out of control.

The British Empire has long since fallen into decline and no longer has its former glory. It can no longer withstand any major disturbances.

Especially the mainland, which is strong on the outside but weak on the inside. The three islands of Ireland, Scotland and England have accumulated countless contradictions and disputes.

Once chaos breaks out, it can easily trigger a chain reaction, leading to a complete blowout outbreak.

During the previous radio contact, Mr. J begged Reina almost in a pleading tone, asking her not to let Du Weiguo come to England under any circumstances.

As for that bitch Harper, Reina knew all her little thoughts like a mirror.

She had already made up her mind secretly that she would guard against it with all her might, and would never let her succeed as long as she was still alive.

Harper was the first to react, his face filled with uncontrollable joy:

"No problem! I'll help you arrange accommodation now. By the way, Mr. Wesley, where do you want to stay? Mansour Hotel, Seaview Apartment, or Beachfront Villa?"

"Harper, you have a lot of rabbit holes in the city?" Du Weiguo joked.

Rabbit hole is a jargon used in the intelligence community, mostly referring to a safe house, but it also means a place to stay.

"Yes, Casablanca is my home and my second home. I am familiar with every street and alley here."

Harper puffed out his majestic chest and said in a proud tone:

"Mr. Wesley, I promise that I am definitely a qualified tour guide."

At this moment, Reina had regained her composure. She gave Harper a disdainful look and said softly:

"Wesley, I do have a safe house in the city. It's near Luoluoji. It's very low-key. It's a small, quiet, single-family house in a bustling city."

Luoluo Market is the largest, most comprehensive and busiest comprehensive market in the city.

Casablanca is located at the mouth of the Strait of Gibraltar and at the intersection of the three continents of America, Africa and Europe, with prosperous trade.

As long as something exists in this world, whether it is dead or alive, legal or not, it can basically be found in Luo Luo Collection.

The entire market covers an area of ​​nearly 2,000 acres. It is like a maze with an extremely complex terrain. The shop owners come from all over the world and their composition is even more diverse, with black, white, and gray people mixed together.

This kind of place is definitely the best choice for hiding.

"Hey~" Du Weiguo smiled and gave Reina a thumbs up: "Reina, you still understand me."

"That's right." Reina also laughed, and did not forget to glance at Harper with contempt.

She and Du Weiguo have known each other for three years, and they know each other inside and out. They have also experienced life and death together many times, which gives them understanding and trust.

It's definitely not something that can be offset by Harper's charm. Besides, with her looks, how could she be charming?

Near midnight, in a small courtyard with a private entrance in the southwest corner of Luoluoji.

"Damn, the bed is still comfortable~"

Du Weiguo threw himself headfirst onto the soft Simmons bed, reached out and patted the fluffy down pillow, and hummed comfortably.

By the way, ever since he left India and plunged into the boundless desert, he hadn't slept in bed for nearly a week and hadn't had a proper sleep.

With his abnormal physique, he could still bear it, but mentally, he was extremely eager to have a good sleep.

The only drawback is that despite such a beautiful scenery, he can only sleep alone.

That’s right, he was the one who was sleeping alone. Both Reina and Harper were driven away by him.

Reina was still in a low health state at this time, and she definitely could not withstand his violent conquest, and Harper was too utilitarian, so he could not muster up interest.

It's not bad to sleep alone occasionally. Du Weiguo was really tired. Not long after he lay down, he started snoring loudly.

"Who the hell is crying in the middle of the night?"

After a moment, Du Weiguo stood up angrily. Because he was in a bad mood after waking up, his expression looked extremely ferocious.

"Woooooo~"

At this moment, the intermittent sound of a woman crying kept entering his ears. (End of this chapter)