America 1881: Legend of the West

While Downey was saying this, Hanif took out a cigarette and lit it.

While smoking, he observed the movements of people in the room.

Except for Holly, no one else's reaction made much difference.

They were all listening to Holly attentively.

"Didn't he say anything?"

Holly was a little strange.

In order to avoid suspicion, he never saw Chen Jianqiu again after leaving Shiquanzhen.

If a union leader in California was seen drinking coffee with the chairman of the board of directors of the Pacific Railroad, the fate of Hawley could be compared to that of Dennis in St. Elizabeth.

But now, what does it mean that Chen Jianqiu takes the initiative to ask him out during the strike?

He glanced at the three men standing at the table.

These three undercover agents originally did not know each other or the existence of the boss behind the scenes.

The only time Chen Jianqiu made a public appearance at the Border Detective Agency in California was when he led a group of people to a logging camp to avenge Huang Qingyun.

This matter was done extremely secretly and has not been disclosed until now, as if nothing had happened.

But now that I'm being stabbed by this idiot in front of me, is it better to admit it? Or not to admit it?

He couldn't understand, so he didn't tell Chen Jianqiu's name.

Downey was stunned by Holly's question, and then looked at Hanif who was smoking and peeking at everyone.

"What do you think I'm doing? You're in charge now, so you can say whatever you want!" Hanif said angrily, taking a drag on his cigarette.

"He said we'd meet on the pier outside 8 Hyde Street at about 63 o'clock tomorrow night." Downey said loudly in the room.

The words are correct and the accent is round!

The time and place were clearly stated and extremely precise.

Holly couldn't help but rub his face.

He didn't know what to say.

He glanced at Hanif who was standing at the door smoking, and found that he had his head lowered, holding a cigarette in one hand, and pinching his brow with the thumb and index finger of the other hand.

Donnie stood there. He didn't expect that his words would make the two seniors so indifferent, and they could only freeze on the spot.

"Let's go, let's go." Hanif came over and took Donnie's arm, urging.

Donnie is dragged out of the house by Hanif.

But they did not go far, but stayed in an apartment near the courtyard until the evening.

This apartment was a secret base of the Border Detective Agency, originally rented to deal with special situations that occurred at the headquarters of the Knights of Labor.

"Hasn't it been fun being the person in charge these days?" Hanif sat down on the sofa in the apartment, taking off his boots while looking at Donnie with a smile on his face.

Danny picked at his fingers and hesitated whether to sit down.

"It's not satisfying at all. It feels very embarrassing," he said honestly.

"I see you are enjoying it." Hanif held some boots in his hand and looked around for something.

This scene was very familiar to Downey. He took out a gray cloth from his clothes as if reflexively, half-knelt down in front of Hanif, picked up the boots in his hand and prepared to wipe them.

However, Hanif did not give him this opportunity.

His boot went to the other hand.

"Hey, no, you are my boss now, how can I let you shine my shoes!" Hanif waved his hands and said in a sinister way.

Then, the shoe-shining cloth was actually thrust into his hand.

Downey stood up and said to Hanif seriously:

"Master, I've thought about it. You call me boss in front of others, and I'll call you master behind your back. Let's talk about it our own way."

Shoe-shine cloth in hand, Hanif finally realized what it felt like to have Holly speechless in the room that morning.

"Boom, boom, boom."

There was a knock on the door.

with a special percussive rhythm.

Outside the door are people from the Border Detective Agency.

Hanif was just about to ask Donnie to open the door.

But he thought for a moment, quickly put on his shoes, ran to the door and opened it.

Several uniformed detectives walked in.

Hanif put his arm around Donnie's shoulders, pushed him down on the sofa where he was sitting just now, and then stood behind Donnie.

The detectives had not yet adapted to the situation in front of them.

In the end, Hanif came to the rescue for them:

"What are the movements of those three people?"

"After the meeting, Duncan and Gordon went to the dock and shipyard respectively as planned, probably to arrange the strike; Bowen was the only one who stayed in the yard and didn't go anywhere."

Hanif nodded: "Well, keep staring!"

He lowered his head and looked at the restless Donnie: "Do you think I am right? Boss Donnie?"

"Uh, yeah, that's right," Donnie said.

Meanwhile, at a barber shop two streets away from this apartment.

Hellman, the only remaining legendary detective from Pinkerton's "Three Heroes of the West", changed into a white coat.

He had a dark red tie on his chest, a pair of scissors in his hand, and another pair of scissors in his chest pocket.

And in the chair in front of him, there was a man sitting.

"Tomorrow at 8 o'clock? The pier at No. 63 Hyde Street?" Hellman used scissors to trim the man's hair on the side while talking.

"Yes, Downey and Hanif came to inform. They said the person who wanted to meet Holly was the 'boss', but according to my judgment, it is most likely Chen Jianqiu." The man looked at the mirror without squinting.

From outside the window, the two men looked like a normal exchange between a barber and a customer.

"Hmm." Hellman didn't stop moving his hands, but he fell into thinking.

"Duncan and Bowen are also undercover agents of the Border Detective Agency. No wonder I always feel like something is wrong." The man continued.

"Whether it's Chen Jianqiu or not, there's no way he can escape if Holly colludes with the Border Detective Agency." Heilman took out another pair of scissors from his coat pocket, "You don't have to worry about tomorrow night, I will handle it. "

"Brannan sold us, so be careful." Heilman wiped the scissors with a piece of cloth draped on the back of the chair. "It's very risky to go out like this today."

"Hmph, if you weren't eager to find evidence, I wouldn't have come to find you." The man snorted coldly, "But they haven't taken the three of us back yet, which means they haven't suspected us yet."

Hellman said nothing.

The man scratched the strands of hair on his neck.

"No wonder, I said why Hanif was killed."

"Killed? Didn't he tell the story today?" Heilman asked doubtfully.

"I was demoted. The leader today is a young man I've never seen before. No, no, he's just a stupid kid."

Thinking of this, the man suddenly laughed.

"I guess he took Hanif's place. I want to laugh when I think about how unlucky Hanif was today."

"You're saying that Hanif was fucked by Chen Jianqiu because of the undercover incident, and now he's being ridden by a stupid kid?" Hellman suddenly wanted to laugh.

As the number one enemy on the surface, the biggest obstacle to Pinkerton Detective Agency's return to California.

Hellman conducted in-depth research on Hanif from the moment he came out of the mountain.

This person is experienced and thoughtful, but very greedy for money.

"What else? When I see him like that, his face is full of dissatisfaction." The man said.

Hellman nodded.

He had a new plan in his mind.

Men's hair is not as complicated as women's and is quickly trimmed.

Hellman unbuckled the apron that tied the back of the man's neck.

"Let's see, is it okay?" He said to the man while skillfully shaking the broken hair on the scarf.

The man looked in the mirror with a teasing tone.

"Heilman, if you weren't a detective, you would be a very good barber."

"Whether I'm a detective or not, it doesn't matter. Besides, I'm a doctor, the kind who specializes in surgery." Heilman patted his beard and said calmly.

He is a legend of the Pinkerton Detective Agency, and all the younger Pinkerton detectives will respect him very much.

But now, he doesn't care much.

When the man paid, Hellman gave him the last words:

"Remember, don't act rashly tonight, just leave it to me!"