Red Dead Redemption: Western Consortium

Rand Farm.

Catherine's reply was very quick, perhaps because she wanted to save David some money, and it was only a short sentence.

'I'll help you, wait for my good news, David. ’

What a good girl who is diligent and thrifty.

David smiled. Although Catherine's handwriting was missing, the telegram method obviously allowed the two to get in touch faster.

In fact, David wanted to make a call to Catherine. At this time, dial telephones had been widely used in the Federation. Unfortunately, in a small town like Valentine, the telephone lines had not yet been moved.

If you want to make a phone call, you have to go to Saint-Denis.

Catherine obviously still needs a few days, and David is planning to go to Strawberry Town himself.

Perhaps in these two days, the greedy Sheriff Ryder should get the punishment he deserves.

In the shooting range, Mike did not practice target, but followed several men in hand-to-hand combat.

Even if three or four people swarmed the strong Mike, he would not be easily subdued.

David watched them huddle together and walked to the uncle who was leaning against the fence drinking.

"Uncle, maybe you can be more diligent." David said helplessly.

The uncle took a sip of wine and said, "I'm not lazy, David, I just don't like to work. These are two different things."

David shook his head: "I don't need your help, uncle. I just want you to take a shower every day. Don't you think the smell is too strong?"

Everyone in the gang used to be like this, and they didn't have the conditions to bathe often, but now the situation has changed, and the uncle is still drunk, and he has never washed except once when he came that day.

"Okay, David, you are now a civilized person and start to pay attention to decency." The uncle took another sip and said nonchalantly.

David could only say: "Uncle, I will ask the maid to prepare bath water for you every night when you go back."

"But... regarding teaching marksmanship, uncle, you can't just watch."

David knows the details of his uncle, so he wants him to teach Mike and his subordinates.

The uncle said: "Okay, David, I will teach you, but now is not the time."

"Mike isn't interested in my marksmanship, and those guys, they're still far behind."

After hearing this, David had no intention of continuing to force his uncle. After talking about taking a bath again, he left.

He is now going to Valentine to buy a few shops. Calculating the time, Trelawney should have almost found a barista and pastry chef for him.

At this time, a police officer arrived at Rand Farm.

"Mr. Callander, the Sheriff asked me to bring you a message. The railroad tycoon Cornish came to Valentine."

"He hopes to meet you, at Wells' Diner, over dinner."

"If Mr. Callander is willing to meet, I will convey it to you."

David was not surprised that Cornish came to Valentine to find him. After all, he was now on the bright side.

And he's from the Van der Linde gang.

"Excuse me, Mr. Police Officer, please help convey the message. I will be there then."

The police officer who got the $5 tip was very happy. He knew that the generous Mr. Callander would not let him down.

For this task of sending messages, he competed with many colleagues.

"Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Callander, I will help convey it to the Sheriff."

After the officer left, David's smile calmed.

He knew that the people coming from Cornwall were evil this time, and through Sheriff Malloy's line, it also showed that he would not get help from the Valentine Police Department in this matter.

This is normal, after all, Cornwall is a tycoon and has connections with the military and the federal government.

Chief Malloy's ability to remain neutral has already sent him a very friendly signal.

After all, Malloy was not an elected Sheriff, but an appointed Sheriff.

Turning back to the shooting range, David shouted: "Mike, and those boys, maybe you should stop and take a rest."

"Go take a shower and follow me out to do some errands later."

After hearing this, Mike also stopped fighting with a few people for entertainment, walked over and asked, "David, have we encountered any trouble?"

David nodded: "Levitix Cornish, that railroad tycoon, once Dutch robbed his train, and you drank his brandy."

"He has now found Valentine. Through the relationship with the police chief, he made an appointment with me to meet at Wells Restaurant."

"I don't think he just wants to have a simple chat with me. We should prepare for the worst."

Hearing this, Mike responded: "I understand, David, if he dares to deal with us, I will let him know what the price is."

Mike took a few gunmen to take a shower. Although these gunmen were bad, they could still put on a show.

But David won't just pass by like this. Who knows if this guy Cornwall will set any traps.

He found the maid Alyssa: "Alyssa, can I trust you and your brother?"