America 1881: Legend of the West

A long-awaited robbery occurred in Lincoln County, and Sheriff Pilot and Miles rushed over immediately.

"Mr. Chen, with all due respect, you don't need to... well, there's no need to make such a big noise, right?" Pailer covered his nose and glanced at the scarlet ground and shattered walls.

A Chinese worker was using a shovel to shovel the pieces of meat on the ground, while a big hole was broken in the wall.

For some reason, there was still a smell of urine in the air.

Chen Jianqiu was a little disapproving: "Chief Peller, seven or eight robbers broke into my bank and almost killed me here. I should fight back, isn't it too much?"

Paylor is a law enforcement officer who pays attention to procedural justice.

It is indeed not a problem for citizens to use force to protect their property from infringement, as long as no innocent people are injured or killed.

But under normal circumstances, those gangsters who were killed would keep their bodies intact so that they could confirm their identities.

This case requires these, which seems a bit extravagant.

Pilot walked to the Maxim machine gun covered with cloth and asked:

"Is this what you're using? Do you mind if I open it and take a look?"

"Just take a look." Chen Jianqiu didn't mind at all.

Pyler lifted a corner of the cloth.

Inside was a dark mass that looked like a machine gun, but it was different from Gatling.

"Do you need to take it to the court for evidence?" Chen Jianqiu moved his arms. The recoil of the machine gun just now was still very obvious. "I can find someone to carry it over."

"No need." Paylor looked at the rotten meat again, "No one will sue you. There are many witnesses."

At this time, Okafor accompanied Myers and walked in from outside the vault.

"The only gangster who escaped took a total of one hundred and ninety-eight dollars and forty-four cents." Miles reported to Pyle.

"I've seen the two corpses on the street, and there's one I know, an old acquaintance, Ford, one of Jesse James' men." Okafor pointed to the small scar on his forehead, "This That’s what he left for me.”

"Then the person who ran away might be Jesse James."

Pile took out a notebook and a pen, and wrote something in the notebook with the pen.

He closed the book and walked to Chen Jianqiu: "Mr. Chen, although the money taken away is not much, if you really want to claim it back, I suggest you offer a reward for him."

Chen Jianqiu thinks this is a bit dark humor.

Bounty? I have two police chiefs and three bounty hunters under my command, and one of them is an ace in the industry. Why do I still need to post notices in Lincoln County?

"I know you are very capable, but I still recommend that you leave these to people who do these things professionally."

Paile and Chen Jianqiu have fought together, and they are also familiar with each other and know his abilities.

He looked at Chen Jianqiu and his tone was a little sincere and sincere:

"After all, you are a decent person now, and because of you, Lincoln County is safer than ever before, so I really don't want to see you step into muddy water again."

Chen Jianqiu smiled slightly: "Then who do you think is more suitable to handle these matters?"

"I don't know if you know Jesse James. He is a famous thief and very cunning." Paylor took out a piece of paper from his clothes.

"I think this agency is more suitable to hunt down these big thieves. They are more experienced and have law enforcement qualifications."

Chen Jianqiu took the piece of paper and took a look.

The eye emblem stands out.

"You took it backwards." Pile reminded from the side.

Chen Jianqiu turned the card over, and the name of the card owner was written on it: Harry Rivers, head of the New Mexico area of ​​Pinkerton Detective Agency.

"They should have maintained their pursuit of Jesse James."

"So, you chased them into my bank?" Chen Jianqiu put the piece of paper into his pocket and glanced at Pailer. "You took over Pinkerton's agency business?"

Pile snorted, not bothering to refute.

"The money isn't much anyway, so I won't offer a reward. Thank you, Sheriff!" Chen Jianqiu shook Pile's hand.

Chen Jianqiu and Okafor watched Sheriff Pilot and Myers leave.

"Boss, is this really the case?" Okafor asked.

"How could you just let go of someone who robbed my money and hurt my people?" Chen Jianqiu looked at the big hole in the wall of the vault.

A few afternoons later, in the living room of Chen Jianqiu's villa.

Hanif was lying on the sofa chewing an apple, and Abiot, who was sitting on the sofa opposite him, also had an apple in his mouth, and the two stared at each other;

With his hands in his pockets, Wyatt, Holiday, Danny and his son stood by the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, chatting about the bank robbery.

On the dining table beside them were piles of various documents, some about Jesse James, others about the Pinkerton Detective Agency and their new head of New Mexico, Harry River. Sri Lanka's.

Sunlight shines in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making the living room very bright.

They are all waiting for the owner of this house, Chen Jianqiu.

After a while, Chen Jianqiu and Camilla appeared at the corner of the stairs.

Everyone put down what they were doing and turned their attention to the two of them.

"It's just Sean and the lawyer." Chen Jianqiu looked around the living room.

"Are they coming too?" Hanif stuffed his mouth full of apples, "I didn't see them on the way here."

"Sean will accompany the lawyer to pick up a parcel. He will be here shortly." Chen Jianqiu looked out the window.

He walked to the edge of the dining table and flipped through the information on the table: "What do you think?"

"It's easy to say, just leave this matter to me." Hanif chewed an apple in his mouth and said nonchalantly, "I am familiar with this matter. That guy's gang is dead and he is the only one left. I will take it by myself." Donnie can handle him.”

"Make it seem like you are the only one who has ever caught someone." Abiot snorted angrily, "If you could have caught him, you would have caught him long ago. His bounty is five thousand US dollars."

"That's different! Didn't you let him run away then!" Hanif originally wanted to spit out the apple peel in his mouth, but when he saw Chen Jianqiu's eyes on the floor in front of him, he decided to swallow the peel.

The most prominent bounty hunters in the West have more or less tried to figure out this big thief, but none of them, including Camilla, succeeded.

"This guy is as slippery as oil." Wyatt, a former police sergeant, shook his head. "I dealt with him in Dodge City and he got away."

"Moreover, Jesse James's legendary experience means that he has never lacked fans. He always has a way to recruit followers, and they will quickly become devoted to him, and then quickly make a comeback." The blond Holly added at the side.

"So, you all suffered from him before?"

Chen Jianqiu suddenly interrupted.

There was silence in the living room.

Everyone present seemed a little embarrassed.

After all, he was a well-known figure in the West before. It is indeed quite embarrassing to say this.

"Well, what about Pinkerton?" Chen Jianqiu decided to change the topic.

"The new person in charge is the apprentice of the original Pinkerton's 'Three Heroes of the West' Heilman. He is also someone William Pinkerton values ​​​​very much. He is counting on him to reorganize Pinkerton's business in the west."

"They were keeping track of Jesse James."

Holly dug out a few pieces of paper from the information on the table and handed them to Chen Jianqiu.

"In addition, we judge that their motive for re-entering New Mexico is not that simple. It may be for..." The young man stopped talking, looked at his father, and then at Chen Jianqiu, hesitating whether to continue talking.

"Are they coming for us?" Chen Jianqiu finished the sentence for him.

Holly nodded.

"After all, two of the three heroes of the West are here."

"Haha, the three heroes of the West, hehe." Hanif's face was full of ridicule.

"Then ignore them for now." Chen Jianqiu walked to the fireplace.

The weather in New Mexico at this time doesn't warrant a fireplace, but it's a focal point in the living room that speaks to everyone.

"I called everyone here today. Actually, there is one more thing."

"I know that you all have special skills. In the past, you relied on technology to make a living, doing some crime-fighting work, such as law enforcement, such as bounty hunters."

What Chen Jianqiu said was reasonable, and the people below felt at ease.

"But, before, you all fought on your own."

"In my hometown, there is a proverb, 'When everyone adds firewood, the flames will rise.'"

"In order to prevent everyone's skills from being wasted, and in order to give everyone an opportunity to make extra money in their spare time, after careful consideration (meaning two minutes), I decided"

When Chen Jianqiu was about to continue talking, the door to the living room was opened.

Sean and the lawyer walked in from outside, holding a large package in their hands.

"What a coincidence." Chen Jianqiu took out the package from the lawyer's hand and opened it.

Inside was a license made of brown paper.

Everyone took a closer look and saw a line of names written on it.

"Frontier Detective Agency".

"I thought about it, that old man Pinkerton was just a Scotch cooper, and he only participated in one more Civil War than we did. What he can do, why can't we do it ourselves?"