At ten o'clock in the evening, the moon is shining brightly and the cool breeze is blowing.
Du Weiguo said goodbye to Gao Jin temporarily and drove across the sea again. He was now going to the Queen Elizabeth Hospital on Nathan Road to meet Uncle Jiu.
Meeting Gao Jin was just an accident. Du Weiguo still had business to do after all. Now, on the ground of Hong Kong Island, there is a terrifying monster raging in the dark night.
Hong Kong Island can be regarded as Du Weiguo's home base. As the saying goes, others are not allowed to snore on the side of the bed. This bloody beast dares to run wild on his territory.
No matter how sacred it is, no matter how awesome its abilities are, whether it is public or private, it must die!
Du Weiguo was full of confidence. Even if the blood beast could fly, teleport, and even transform, he could still kill him. He had been victorious in recent battles, which made him somewhat careless and underestimate the enemy.
After crossing the sea and approaching Jordan Road, Du Weiguo suddenly felt a little uneasy and thought about it for a while.
While driving, he took out his phone and dialed a number:
"Yingnan, yes, it's me, you and Xiaoqing, let's put the things at hand aside for a while and go to Wanwan or Tai O early tomorrow morning and have fun for a few days before coming back.
Oh, no, don’t worry, I didn’t cause any trouble. A dangerous character came to Hong Kong Island recently. I have to get rid of it for fear of affecting you, um, yes, okay~”
After hanging up the phone, Du Weiguo lit a cigarette, took a puff of smoke, and put the satellite phone into the space.
Once bitten, twice shy.
Previously, Du Weiguo's satellite phone was destroyed during the battle with Lei Bao. The one he has now was obtained by force from Lake.
This thing is so rare right now, it's like a carrot and a pit. Even with Reina's hands and eyes, she can't open up the supply, so he can't help but cherish it.
Rolling down the window, the cool night breeze blew by, which was very pleasant. Du Weiguo flicked the ashes of his cigarette and said to himself:
"Tsk~ The future God of Gamblers actually lost his right hand and is now my horse boy. Is this considered the butterfly effect caused by me?"
What can we say about Gao Jin's experience? It's somewhat difficult to explain in one sentence. Strictly speaking, it is indeed closely related to Du Weiguo.
At first, he and Du Weiguo had a quick chat at Lao Mao's casino in Siam Wan Lun Mansion, and then they went their separate ways.
In addition to being the owner of an underground casino, Lao Mao is also the spy of the pirate group and the broker responsible for sales.
The vicious pirates who were entrenched in Songkhla were later defeated by Du Wei's magic soldiers from the sky, and they were defeated by their own strength.
Originally, this matter should have ended here and come to an end, but things went contrary to expectations. As the saying goes, a hundred-footed insect will die but not stiffen.
Although the Songkhla Pirates' lair was taken away, and their leaders and elites were wiped out by Du Weiguo, and later they were carefully combed by Interpol, they were still not completely killed.
The pirate leader also had a younger brother named Man Le. At that time, he was leading people to sell stolen goods in Kuching, Inni, and he luckily escaped.
Man Le has a violent and ruthless personality, and he must avenge himself. Naturally, he must avenge his family and roots.
Du Weiguo's whereabouts were elusive, and the dragon was nowhere to be found. He couldn't find it at all, and even if he could find it, he wouldn't dare.
The name of the Evil God, resounding throughout the world, was built with countless human lives and numerous bones, without any water added to it.
Man Le is also self-aware and knows that with her small body, she may not be able to match Du Weiguo's.
As for James, this guy was promoted not long after he wiped out the Songkhla pirates and is currently undergoing training at the headquarters.
Unable to find an enemy, Man Le finally vented all his evil fire on the soy sauced Gao Jin. It was a pure and innocent disaster. Who allowed him and Du Weiguo to appear in the casino at the same time and still act very familiar with each other?
In all sideline businesses, those who rely on force to make ends meet, such as horse bandits, bandits, and pirates, are at the top of the pyramid.
Especially the pirates of Songkhla have become a phenomenon.
They even dared to rob a Mobil oil tanker and go on a killing spree in a busy city. The hard-steel military police had basically touched the ceiling of Xiajiumen.
Snakes follow their own paths, and rats follow their own paths. After all, Gao Jin was exposed in the casino at that time, so Man Le wanted to find him. Although it was a bit troublesome, there were traces to follow, so it was not difficult.
As for Gao Jin, he has a master and several senior brothers. They are members of the Qianmen lineage of the Eight Classics. They make a living by playing tricks. To put it bluntly, they are a gang that specializes in cheating gamblers.
Gao Jin also has a childhood sweetheart, a junior sister, with whom he has been in love for a long time, flirting with her all day long, and has already made a private decision for life.
The Songkhla Pirates were as vulnerable as chickens and dogs in front of Du Weiguo, but it was more than enough to retaliate against Gao Jin and the others, who relied on gambling skills for a living and had relatively weak combat power.
Two months ago, Gao Jin and the others started to set up a plot in Wanwan Taoyuan to plot against a retired general who was addicted to gambling. They were finally stopped by Man Le and his men.
In the middle of the night, Man Le gave the order and launched an explosive night attack on Gao Jin and their temporary foothold.
Needless to say, these pirates who have been trained by Natasha of the KGB are well-equipped, powerful in fighting style, and have quite good combat power.
Let's put it this way, on the ground in Siam, with the same force, a small-scale firefight can basically destroy all the armed forces.
Although the eyesight and hand speed of Gao Jin and others are far superior to ordinary people, they are not good at the business of licking blood with the blade of a knife.
They encountered another sneak attack at night. They were caught off guard and a round of intensive bombing from RPG rockets instantly crippled Gao Jin and his small gang.
Gao Jin's master and his other brothers had no time to resist and died in their sleep.
Gao Jin was gifted and agile, and he was lucky enough to survive the bombing. Later, he showed great power and killed several pirates.
Finally, after paying the price of an arm, he forced his way out of the siege with his woman.
After all, Wanwan is not a place outside the law, and in this era, due to historical reasons, there is still a bit of freedom.
The location where Gao Jin and the others were located was not in the wilderness, and the commotion was so loud that it filled the sky.
The Taoyuan police and even Taipei's urban garrison were alerted and rushed out to lock down the entire city. Manle had no choice but to give up the pursuit and escape.
After Gao Jin escaped and ascended to heaven, he did not dare to stay in Wanwan anymore. He was injured and gritted his teeth and smuggled to Hong Kong Island overnight.
Although his injuries were not serious, they were not fatal. However, his woman was not so lucky. Her lungs were penetrated by rocket fragments and she narrowly escaped death.
Although his life was saved in the end, he now has to rely on the hospital's life support system to continue his life. The hospital, hehe, knows everything.
As the old saying goes, if you can't get into a yamen, you can't get into a medical clinic. Places like this that drink human blood are naturally evil-minded. If you don't have money, you can't even get a cure.
Most of Gao Jin's savings are usually kept by their master, and their senior brothers don't know the account at all.
There was some emergency reserve money hidden in the temporary safe house on Hong Kong Island, but it was definitely unable to withstand the pressure of the gold-eating beast of the hospital, and it was quickly consumed.
In order to save his woman's life, Gao Jin had no choice but to find ways to make money while recovering from a serious injury.
His right hand was disabled, and he was afraid of being discovered by those vicious pirates, so he could only lower his head and get involved with the dishonest Le Ge.
Brother Le is a one-man gangster who has some connection with Gao Jin's sect. Of course, it's the kind of relationship that he kneels down and licks. Occasionally, he is asked to do some peripheral chores when the overall situation is taken care of.
Le Ge belongs to the Eight Generals of the Qianmen, corresponding to the orthodox Eight Generals of the Qianmen who rely solely on gambling skills and game-making, and the Eight Generals of the Qianmen.
These guys usually do some dirty tricks on the streets, and they are divided into Chong, Liu, Tian, Feng, Zhong, Ma, Zhen and Kun, collectively known as the Eight Generals.
Le Ge is proficient in the two arts of bumping and flowing. He is a veteran with many years of experience and is capable of doing bad things. He also has a very bluffing nickname, Ghost Hand.
But after meeting Du Weiguo, Guishou Lege's ending was doomed.
At that time, his right hand was cut off, and the pain was excruciating. He screamed so hard that he couldn't help but utter dirty words. Du Weiguo felt a little irritable, so he killed him with a knife.
A total of more than 6,400 Hong Kong dollars were found on Le Ge's body, and together with more than 12,000 US dollars that Du Weiguo casually took out, they were all given to Gao Jin.
Du Weiguo told Gao Jin to arrange for the woman first, find a more reliable hospital, and then wait for his call.
Gao Jin was naturally grateful. He was now at the end of his rope, and Du Weiguo's help was like a life-saving straw.
Gao Jin was a man who repaid his kindness and without saying a word, he swore an oath and became a disciple of Du Weiguo.
How should I put it? For Gao Jin, there was really no reluctance in this matter, not to mention Du Weiguo's life-saving grace.
Just being able to worship under the evil god's sect is so much higher than that of Qianmen. I don't know how many people will go crazy for it and flock to it.
Besides, the hatred between him and the Songkhla pirates is as deep as the sea. With Du Weiguo's blessing, not only is his life guaranteed, but even revenge is no longer out of reach.
Du Weiguo blew out the smoke, popped the cigarette butt out of the window, and dialed another phone number with a deep tone:
"Hello, my name is Wesley, please help me convey a message to James, the remnant of the Songkhla pirates, Man Le, as soon as possible!"
After finishing speaking, Du Weiguo put away the phone, braked, and stopped the jeep. The hospital had already arrived.
As soon as Du Weiguo opened the door and got out of the car, he saw Pengzi guarding the door, running over like a gust of wind, panting and saying:
"Mr. Wesley, you are finally back. Doctor Wu has found out the results of all these victims~~"
Du Weiguo suddenly stretched out one hand and held his shoulder, and made a hissing gesture with the other hand, interrupting Pengzi.
This kid is still a bit green. How could he say such a highly confidential matter so casually in public?
Pengzi was also quite smart. He immediately realized that he was too reckless. His eyes were shy and his tone was full of apologies:
"Yes, I'm sorry, sir, it's me, I'm too excited."
Du Weiguo patted his shoulder casually and said with a smile: "It's okay, Pengzi, let's go in and find Uncle Jiu."
Just as he was about to take a step, Du Weiguo suddenly frowned and glanced at the black dog beside his legs in annoyance. Its tail was wagging like a windmill, and the dog's face was full of flattery.
What the hell is this pig called Dire doing? It's just that it's hungry again!
In the afternoon, Nightmare showed off a total of 21 roasted suckling pigs in one go, and was full of food. Later, he followed Du Weiguo and mixed in a double pepper fish at the Xiangtan restaurant.
Other than that, it wasn't hungry at all. It was just that it had been wandering around with Du Weiguo for most of the night and only had one fish in its mouth, which made it a little moody.
Especially when I just passed by the famous Huangji Roast Goose, and smelled the aroma, the night-dream's glutton was hooked again.
"Uh, Peng Zai, please take this greedy dog to Huangji Roast Goose over there and buy all the roast goose and cured meat in their store.
Let’s keep two of them and roast some meat for midnight snack, and feed the rest to it. Oh, by the way, find a place where no one is around to feed it. It eats a lot and looks scary.”
Du Weiguo casually took out a stack of Hong Kong dollars and handed it to Pengzi. He took it in a daze and scratched his head:
"Okay, okay, sir~~"
Queen Elizabeth Hospital, third floor, Dr. Wu's office. He is not a full-time forensic doctor, but a serious surgeon.
Du Weiguo was sitting across from his desk at the moment, flipping through an autopsy report, frowning, and tapping the paper gently:
"Dr. Wu, so these previous victims all have Rh-negative blood types, which is the legendary panda blood?"
Dr. Wu pushed up the frame of his glasses, his tone remained calm, with just a hint of unnoticeable excitement:
"Yes, that's it. Now we can confirm that this perverted murderer specifically targets women with Rh-negative blood types!"
Du Weiguo's expression showed no trace of excitement, and he asked in a deep voice:
"Dr. Wu, you just said that this relatively rare blood type is more common among white people in the West?"
Du Weiguo's question obviously scratched Dr. Wu's itch, and his tone became obviously excited:
"Yes, this blood type appears in less than 3% of our East Asian ethnic groups. It is very rare, so it is called panda blood. However, in the white ethnic group, the rate exceeds 15%. It is not
It’s quite rare.”
Du Weiguo frowned and pursed his lips tightly. He lowered his head and pondered for a while, then smacked his lips and said to himself hesitantly:
"Tsk, this is a bit unreasonable. In that case, if it is just to suck blood, why would this beast sacrifice the near and seek the far away, cross the ocean and come to Hong Kong Island?"
Uncle Jiu's long eyebrows on his temples were also tightly knitted together. He had thought of this problem a long time ago and was also puzzled by it.
"Is it possible that the European side is sparsely populated, while our Hong Kong Island side is relatively dense?"
Uncle Jiu tentatively proposed a hypothesis, but Du Weiguo shook his head and rejected it:
"No, the ratio gap of more than 5 times is enough to make up for the gap in population density."
Du Weiguo is not talking nonsense. The current Hong Kong Island is far from reaching its peak population in later generations. The total permanent population is only more than 3 million. Counting the illegal immigrants who smuggled in, it is less than 4 million.
Uncle Jiu was a little anxious, and when he spoke, he was quite angry:
"It's not this, it's not that either. Please tell me, why?"
Du Weiguo filtered out Uncle Jiu's bad mood and shook his head gently, his tone still calm:
"There are too few known clues now. This guy is most likely an imported product. He is far away across the ocean and the information is isolated. I can't guess."
Uncle Jiu's mood became even more violent. In just half a month, eight innocent women were sucked to death.
The overwhelming sense of justice in Uncle Jiu's heart was like a volcanic eruption, being completely ignited and burning everything inside.
Now, he finally had a definite clue, but there was nothing he could do. Uncle Jiu felt like he was about to explode on the spot.
"Go on the street! If that doesn't work, then test all the women in Hong Kong Island, and then gather all these women with panda blood for unified protection!"
Uncle Jiu was also confused. His eyes were fierce and his mouth was harsh. He actually said such ridiculous words. Du Weiguo had nothing to say and could only curl his lips helplessly.
Damn, what's going on? The female population of Hong Kong Island must be at least 1.5 million. Even if we narrow the scope and only select women of the working age between 15 and 45 years old, there will be at least a million.
Not to mention that such a huge civil project is simply impossible to achieve. Just conducting blood tests on this base of people, based on the current work efficiency, is also a pure fantasy!
After Uncle Jiu finished speaking, he realized that he had made a mistake. He let out a long sigh, took out his cigarette case, lit one, lowered his head, and smoked dully.
Dr. Wu was originally a taciturn person, and he quietly turned over the test reports without saying a word. The atmosphere in the office became a bit gloomy.
To be honest, as Du Weiguo's status and power have increased day by day, there are fewer and fewer people who dare to scorn him today.
Du Weiguo was somewhat unable to adapt to the work of making jokes and livening up the atmosphere, so he stopped talking and just thought silently.
Just when I was embarrassed, the phone on my desk suddenly rang. At this time, it could no longer be a hospital matter.
Uncle Jiu reached out and picked it up. As soon as he heard this sentence, his face suddenly became solemn. The cigarette butt fell to the ground and he stood up immediately. He even stuttered in his excited tone:
"Hey, I'm Feng Jiu, what, what? Are you, are you sure? Okay, okay, I'll be there right away!"
After hanging up the phone, Uncle Jiu raised his head and glanced at Du Weiguo. In his eyes, there were three parts shock, three parts anger, and a little sadness, and he hesitated to speak.
Seeing Uncle Jiu's expression, Du Weiguo's heart suddenly skipped a beat. He knew something must have happened, so he calmed down and asked:
"Uncle Jiu, what's the matter?"
Uncle Jiu frowned, his eye circles were red, he swallowed subconsciously, and his tone was trembling:
"Just now, just now, someone was killed again, and it was the Bloody Beast who did it~~"
An extremely ominous premonition arose in Du Weiguo's heart. He knew that Uncle Jiu had not finished his words and did not say a word. He just stared at him with eyes like daggers.
Uncle Jiu exhaled slowly, with a dull tone and a trembling voice: "Shou, the victim is Xiaoqing~" (End of Chapter)