America 1881: Legend of the West

In the square at this time, Holly's speech had come to an end.

A union official crowded around the caravan and waved at him.

Holly walked to the edge of the caravan and bent down.

The clerk whispered something to Holly.

Holly's face became more serious after hearing this.

He straightened up, returned to the middle of the caravan, and continued his speech:

"Dear workers! Farmer brothers! Women and sisters who came to support us! And citizens in the square who are full of a sense of justice! I am very grateful to you for joining this unprecedented demonstration."

Holly looked around at the audience who were looking up at him, and said in a serious tone:

"But just now, we have just experienced a crisis. Some people want our lives!"

The words were like a bomb dropped into a pool.

The crowd started to get excited.

Everyone began to discuss.

Then, they discovered that Holly had jumped from the caravan and was replaced by another man.

The Knights of Labor knew him as Bowen, one of Hawley's right-hand men.

But for some reason, as the most positive person in normal times, he did not appear in the parade when the procession started this morning, and he ran out from nowhere until now.

Bowen climbed aboard the caravan and did something that no one expected at all.

He bowed deeply to everyone.

"I apologize to everyone, I almost brought everyone into the abyss!"

This sentence made the people present even more confused.

Apologize? What are you apologizing for?

"I was seduced by a Pinkerton detective and secretly stole bombs from a California dynamite factory. I wanted to take advantage of the parade to take revenge on the police! But I didn't know that I fell into the enemy's plan."

Bowen pointed in the direction of the police officer.

"They have already received orders. As long as I throw bombs, they will immediately shoot back! Then, they will arrest and kill us for murder or treason!"

His voice was loud and carried throughout the square.

There was silence in the square.

Everyone was sweating behind their backs.

Everyone knows what this means.

Not to mention whether the bomb would cause accidental damage.

If the police were really given a reason to fight back, even if there were pickets there, there would be fierce exchanges of fire between the two sides.

By then, the square would really be filled with blood.

Those who heard Bowen's words were not only the people participating in the march in the square, but also the police officers who were confronting the workers' pickets.

The officers were indeed instructed to shoot if they heard an explosion.

It turns out that the explosion was deliberately arranged? !

Isn’t the target of your emotional explosion not someone else but yourself?

The police officers' eyes all turned to Chief Porter, who was still cursing just now.

"What do you think, pig brains? Do you think it's possible?" Chief Porter pretended to be confused, "We arranged bombs to blow up our own people, are you crazy?"

Although his tone was conclusive, the twinkling eyes betrayed him.

At the same time, the next information coming from the square made Sheriff Porter unable to hold himself back.

Hellman was pushed onto the caravan.

His hands hung in front of him, tightly bound by ropes.

"That's him!" Bowen, who had already gotten out of the caravan, pointed at Heilman. "The lackey of the capitalists and politicians!"

Hellman glanced at Bowen coldly.

He really didn't know how this man had the nerve to say that he came to bewitch him.

He said nothing and looked at the people around him with contempt.

This look angered the people around him.

They cursed and spat at Heilmann.

As a private detective who has been famous for a long time, this old man has thought of many endings for himself, but none of them has been reviled by thousands of people.

"Just ten minutes ago, he tried to carry out their plan by killing Sheriff Potter in the apartment on the second floor! But he was discovered and stopped by our people!"

Upon hearing these words, Sheriff Potter's face turned the color of pig liver.

He raised his head sharply, searching the surrounding buildings, and soon saw the open window.

All the second-floor windows on this street were closed because of the parade, but the window in this apartment was open!

Sheriff Porter hurriedly ordered someone to check the apartment.

The officers who went to search soon returned, and what they found shocked the sergeant.

There was indeed a dismantled Colt revolver on the floor!

"Don't stop me, I'm going to kill him!" The sergeant threw his hat to the ground angrily and walked forward quickly again, planning to settle the score with Heilman.

But Duncan and his workers didn't move.

"Chief Porter, I advise you to calm down. It's not good to be so impulsive." The barrel of the revolver in Duncan's hand shook twice, "Heilman is now our trophy."

"What's yours and mine?! I'm the enemy of your enemy! I'm a friendly force! Get out of the way, I want to settle the score with him!"

Chief Porter was not impressed at all. In his anger, he seemed to have forgotten his position and responsibilities as a San Francisco police detective.

"Sorry, if you take another step forward I'll shoot!" Duncan flipped the hammer of the revolver.

He was reluctant to trust the man in front of him and would rather keep him and his policemen out of the square.

At this time, Holly's voice came from the square again:

"Everyone, at this moment, the politicians and capitalists who are the instigators of all this are standing on the platform of a bell tower not far away! Look at this side of the square!"

Everyone in the square woke up as if from a dream.

They all turned their heads and turned their attention to the bell tower in the distance.

That's the highest point in this area.

There, everyone found that there were many people standing up there.

“These shameless people think they can look down on us, treat our demonstrations as entertainment like watching a play, and make irresponsible remarks to us!”

Holly's words were inflammatory to a certain extent, but what he didn't expect was that the first to act would be the police.

Someone had already picked up a gun and rushed towards the tower.

The police are also paid, and they will mutiny if they are betrayed!

"Fuck these bastards, damn, I worked hard for them and they actually want to kill me." Sheriff Porter also raised his hat, raised his arms and shouted, "Go ahead!"

He now desperately hoped that they would forget about his knowledge and failure to report it.

However, no police officer paid him any attention.

They didn't even raise their heads to look at him, they just passed him and ignored him completely.

This made Porter very embarrassed.

He thought for a moment, then followed his subordinates and rushed towards the bell tower.

The workers on the workers' picket line followed closely, followed by the angry marchers.

Their rear group became the front group, and they surged towards the bell tower like a tide.

At this moment, the governor and the capitalists who were still watching from a distance on the bell tower were dumbfounded.

The governor's response was the fastest.

When he saw the crowd starting to surge, he knew something was going to happen.

"Quickly, inform the militiamen outside the city that there is an armed riot in San Francisco, and ask them to enter the town immediately to suppress it!" the governor said to an entourage, "Kill those who deserve to be killed! Catch those who deserve to be arrested! Empty their magazines!"

"I don't agree, my daughter is still in the square!" The mayor was extremely anxious and protested against the governor's behavior.

"Then I wish you good luck. I hope that when the mob beats you, they will still recognize you as the father of that lady!"

Governor Stoneman glanced at the mayor with a sneer, and walked quickly towards the stairs.

The top priority is to evacuate quickly now, otherwise at least half of his life will be lost if he is caught by these people.

At the top of the stairs, he saw Chen Jianqiu squatting on the ground, who was so bored that he was digging at the floorboards.

The governor didn't say anything, just passed by him and hurried downstairs followed by his entourage.

Chen Jianqiu stood up, patted the dust on his hands, and looked at the mayor and capitalists who had not fully understood the situation.

He laughed:

"Friends, if you don't run now, you won't have a chance to run away!"

After saying that, he quickly turned around, stepped into the stairwell next to him in a few steps, and rushed downstairs in the second place.