In the days that followed, that Wei Taiqiang's subordinates, they continued to participate in e-sports competitions.

Those e-sports fans, they spontaneously reported on the e-sports players under Wei Taiqiang.

In fact, these e-sports players under Wei Taiqiang are much more powerful than the e-sports teams that Cao Jiao and their deliberately popularized and promoted.

Those people were made by money, but that e-sports fan really liked the e-sports players under Wei Taiqiang.

Since that Wei Taiqiang thought of that e-sports group, he immediately started to publicize, in fact, that Xie Meihua, although it was the first time for Xie Tieyu to participate in an e-sports competition in Beihua City, that Xuanwu Kingdom, but there were so many people who liked them.

They also sold those peripheral products, which made that Wei Taiqiang make a lot of money.

The house was built on the basis of a small public park across the street, and there were many olive trees growing in the yard, and it was time to bloom, and the white petals were falling from the branches and onto the dry and yellowed lawn.

The house is surrounded by high walls, with a thick carved wooden gate in the middle of the south. Tu Tuqiao turned over and jumped into the courtyard with his foot on the protruding part of the door. He found that the yard was large, the walls of the house were white, and the stucco surface was stained and began to peel off. The blinds were closed so tightly that you couldn't see the inside from the outside. He walked to the middle of the courtyard and saw a fountain made of marble. The fountain did not spray water, and there was a green lizard running around in the dry pool.

This place has not been inhabited for at least a year.

Tu Tu Qiao pried open a shutter, shattered a piece of glass, reached in and pulled the window latch open, and burrowed into the house.

When he went upstairs, he found a room locked, and it took him four or five minutes to open it. It turned out to be a study.

The house is neatly furnished with several sets of very luxurious furniture. There is a large velvet couch, an intricately carved coffee table, three ancient paintings on the wall that match the layout of the house, a bearskin carpet, a beautifully inlaid desk, and a leather chair.

On the table was a telephone, a white notepad, an ivory-handled pen, and a dried inkwell. In the drawer, Tutuqiao found several reports from several companies in Switzerland, Germany and the United States. On the coffee table is a very chic set of copper coffee utensils.

Tu Tuqiao sat in the soft leather chair in front of the table and looked around the house. It was a male-only room, and the owner of the house was perhaps a cosmopolitan, and a man of some knowledge, an intellectual. On the one hand, this man is very cautious, shrewd, and neat, and on the other hand, he is a little nervous, and he is also a womanizer.

Tu Tuqiao became interested in this person.

The house was seriously searched.

This may include a bank statement, a businessman's statement, a birth certificate, a letter from a lover, or a photograph of a parent or child. The man had gathered them all together and taken them away, leaving nothing behind to trace his identity. It was as if he knew someone would come looking for him someday.

Tu Tuqiao couldn't help but shout loudly: "Wei Taiqiang, who are you?" ”

He got up from his chair and walked out of the study, through several rooms, into the hot and dirty yard. He jumped over the gate and into the street outside the courtyard. Across the road, an Arab in a green-striped robe sits cross-legged on the shaded ground under an olive tree, staring curiously at the Tutu Bridge. Tu Tuqiao thought that he was on official duty, and there was no need to explain why he jumped over the wall into someone else's house. A British officer's uniform means authority in this city. He thought that he could get information about the owner of the house from other sources. For example, businessmen may have visited here when the owner lived here. Then there are the neighbors, who may know something. He was going to send one or two people to do the work. To Borg, he can make up a lie. He got on his motorcycle, lit the fire, and the engine roared with joy. As soon as Tutuqiao refueled, the motorcycle suddenly rushed out with a sound, like an arrow off the string.

Wei Taiqiang hid outside the room and saw the British officer walking away, and he was very angry and a little disappointed at the same time.

The British officer, dressed in shorts and riding a motorcycle, with an arrogant demeanor and a pair of bright eyes, broke into the house and desecrated Wei Taiqiang's childhood. Wei Taiqiang really hopes to see this man's face so that he can kill him one day.

Wherever he goes, Wei Taiqiang will miss this place. In Berlin, in Tripoli, in El Angela, when exhausted from crossing the desert, when he came to Cairo in a hurry and with trepidation, he thought about it. He felt that the villa was a safe place, an ideal place to recuperate and rinse off the dust after the voyage. He had always wanted to come here and lie in the bath, sip coffee in the yard, and then find a woman to sleep on that large sofa bed.

Now, he had to get out of here and hide far away.

He spent the morning outside the courtyard, pacing the streets and sitting under olive trees in the shade. It must have been Newman remembering his address and sending someone to search the house. He had already bought a robe, and he thought that if anyone came, it would be a European, not an Arab in a robe.

It was a mistake to show Newman the real credentials, and Wei Taiqiang realized this later. The trouble was that he didn't believe the fake documents made by German intelligence. When working with or meeting with other agents, it is not uncommon to hear them complain about the shoddy fabrication of documents by the German intelligence services, which are so full of errors that many spies have lost their lives. The quality of the printed documents was very poor, the paper used was of poor quality, and even the most commonly used English words were often misspelled. During his time at the Radio Cipher Training School, he often heard that every British Tutuqiao knew that if there was a series of numbers on the rationing card, the bearer was a German spy.

After careful selection, Wei Taiqiang decided to keep the level of risk to a minimum. He's made a big mistake, so he doesn't even have a place to live, and he doesn't know where to go.

He stood up and walked away with the suitcase.

He thought of his family. Mom and stepfather both died, but he also had three half-brothers and a younger sister. It seems difficult to get them to hide me. If the British officer had found out the owner of the house, they would have been questioned, and perhaps that would have happened today. If they could tell lies to the English in their own face, their servants would certainly tell the truth. Besides, Wei Taiqiang can't trust them. Because after the death of his stepfather, although he was a European and not his own son, he acquired the house as the eldest son, and also inherited part of the inheritance. Because of this incident, his relationship with them was very strained, and both parties hired lawyers, but because Wei Taiqiang's reasons were tenable, they won, but they have always hated him. Isn't it self-defeating? Other major hotels will soon be notified of this. Now the only way to go is to go to the boarding house, where there is no notice of the murder depends on whether the police work is completely thorough. Because this matter is directly related to the British, the police will definitely pay attention to the meticulous work. In addition, he remembered small hotels, where managers were so busy that they often ignored the police.

He left Garden City and headed towards the business district. The streets here are more crowded and noisier than the last time he left Cairo. There were quite a few people in military uniforms, not only British, but also Australians, New Zealanders, Poles, Yugoslavs, Indians, and Greeks.

This is my city, and they are here to catch me. Wei Taiqiang thought to himself.

The conditions are very good, Wei Taiqiang wants to live, but he doesn't dare, because the goal of that place is too obvious. Later, he remembered the cheap boarding houses run by the nuns in the port area. Accommodation was provided for sailors who traveled to and from the Nile, either on tugboats or on small sailboats carrying cotton, coal, paper and stone. Wei Taiqiang was sure that he would not be robbed, would not be killed, and that no one would go there to look for him.

When he stepped out of the downtown area and the crowded streets, he felt that there were fewer people and fewer cars than before, but he could not see the Nile yet. However, through the gap between the tall buildings, he could see the mast of the sailboat.

The lodge is a well-designed, large-scale building that used to be home to some high-ranking officials. Nowadays, a cross is erected above the arch of the entrance. Wei Taiqiang saw a nun pouring water on the flowers and plants in front of the building, and through the arch he could see the spacious, airy foyer. He had walked for miles today with two heavy suitcases, eager to find a place to rest.

Two Tu Tuqiao men stepped out of the inn.

The nun did not stop watering and replied, "Hello. Do you want to stay in a hotel? "She looks very young.

"I don't live in the store, I just ask you to bless me." On a windy night, Wei Taiqiang walked along the city path by the Nile in the direction of the boat's home. The boat's home is located on a small island in the suburb of Zamalek, which is very quiet.

The boat in which Sogia lived was a little smaller than the others, but it was the most ornately decorated. A wide plank was placed between the deck and the quay rocks. Wei Taiqiang walked up the board to the boat and down the ladder to the cabin. This is Sogia's apartment, which is full of furniture: chairs, long sofas, dining tables, closets with all sorts of small decorations. In the bow there is a small galley. A millet velvet curtain that falls from the ceiling to the floor divides the space in two, blocking the bedroom from the back. Passing through the bedroom, there is a shower in the stern.

Sogia sat on a mat dyeing her toenails. Wei Taiqiang thought to himself, she really looked sloppy. She was dressed in a dirty cotton garment, her face seemed to be unwashed, and her hair was disheveled. However, half an hour before she goes to the three-shot ballroom, she will be completely different. She's going to dress up in a fancy way, and she's fascinating.

Wei Taiqiang put the bag on the table and began to take things out. "French Champagne...... English Jam ...... German sausage ...... Canned Scottish salmon...... Quail eggs ......"

Sogia looked up at him in amazement. "Nobody can get anything like this because there's a war going on."

Wei Taiqiang smiled and said: "There is a Greek-owned food store in Kurari, and that person has not forgotten me as an old customer. ”

"Can he be trusted?"

"He doesn't know where I'm staying, besides. His food shop is the only place in North Africa that sells caviar. ”

She immediately came over and put her hand in the bag. "Caviar!" She excitedly opened the lid of the jar, grabbed the caviar with her hands and ate it. "I haven't eaten caviar in a long time since ......"

"Ever since I left." He put a bottle of champagne in the fridge. "If you can wait, you can just drink chilled champagne with it.

"I can wait."

"I don't have anything to do here," Mr. Wei said. Before that, he had told Sogia what had happened in As-Ud.

"They always report late." She said as she ate caviar. He said thoughtfully, "It's simple, but it's not easy to do." ”

Cao Wangrong noticed that he listened carefully to every word she said. Seeing his serious appearance, Cao Wangrong seemed to have a good impression of him. Men usually say to her as music backstage in the bar, happy for a while, and then disappear without a trace.

He's waiting. "It's your turn." He said.

Suddenly, she wanted to tell him the truth. "I'm an inferior singer, a very average dancer. However, I sometimes find a rich man to pay the bill for me and give me money to spend. ”

He didn't say a word, and seemed to listen attentively to her.

Cao Wangrong said: "Surprised? ”

"Shouldn't I be surprised?"

She turned her face to the side, she knew what he was thinking. Until now, he had been polite to her, as if she were a respectable woman of the same social class as him. It was then that he should have realized that he was wrong, and that his reaction was as she expected, and it made her feel a tingle in her heart.

She said: "Do the vast majority of women have to pay off their men after they get married? ”

"Yes." He said solemnly.

She glanced at him. A naughty picture of a naughty boy appeared in front of Tu Tuqiao's eyes. "I'm just looking for more men than the average housewife." Cao Wangrong said.

Tu Tuqiao laughed, and suddenly became a different person. He leaned back with a smile, his hands and legs shaking with the laughter, and his serious expression disappeared without a trace. The laughter faded, and he relaxed completely. The two of them smiled at each other, and after a while, his legs overlapped again, and neither of them said a word. Cao Wangrong felt like a female student in class at this time, secretly laughing during class.

Tu Tuqiao's face became serious again. "My problem is intelligence."