America 1881: Legend of the West

The person hiding on the third floor of the guild hall yesterday was Li Shiri.

When he first saw Chen Jianqiu from upstairs, he was completely confused.

He clearly remembered that after he beat his junior brother to death, his body was thrown into a coal train from San Francisco to Salt Lake City.

Li Shiri repeatedly confirmed that the boy was not only out of breath, but also his body was cold.

I just don’t know why it suddenly appeared here.

At first he thought they looked similar, but later he heard from Huang Tongshi that this man also had the surname Chen.

What a coincidence!

Judging from the relationship between him and Huang Qingyun today, there is no doubt that it was his deceased junior brother.

However, something is fishy.

This kid looks like a different person.

First, I pretended not to know him;

Then she pretended that nothing had happened between her and him, but there was a hint of edge in every word she said.

He clearly holds grudges!

What on earth is Chen Changluo going to do?

A kind of fear suddenly arose in Li Shiri's heart.

Could it be that Master, the old man, has appeared?

But then, his face became distorted.

He didn't believe in fate, otherwise he wouldn't have betrayed his master, defected to the Qing court, and killed his master.

Li Shiri only believed in strength.

No matter what happened to his junior brother, he didn't mind letting him die again.

After thinking about it, Li Shiri arrived at the door of the San Francisco Police Department.

This was the reason why he came out of the club.

The boy had whispered in his ear that Sheriff Porter was looking for him.

Li Shiri got off his horse and walked into the door of the police station.

He walked along the corridor of the police station toward Sheriff Porter's office.

Because of the fire at the pier, Carney, the leader of the Workers' Party, became active again. He began to incite everyone's emotions at the rally.

The finger is pointed at the bosses and Pinkerton Detective Agency.

Almost all the police force was sent to enforce security around the rally to prevent any trouble from happening amid the anger of the crowd.

Therefore, there are not many people in the police station.

But most of them chose to ignore this yellow-skinned man when they passed by Li Shiri.

Li Shi came to Sheriff Porter's office on the 10th.

The door was ajar, and Sheriff Potter's roar came from inside:

"I also know it wasn't you who did it! But now the evidence is conclusive, that badge is real! That Carney dog's black mouth can be turned white for you, not to mention there is evidence!"

"It's difficult for you to handle it. I can explain it to the citizens, the councilors and the mayor?"

"Let me give you a suggestion. You should find a way to find the person who pretends to be you and commits the crime. Otherwise, Pinkerton will wait to be prosecuted and have his law enforcement rights in California revoked."

The door was opened, and a man wearing a bowler hat walked out of the office with a livid face.

He didn't even glance at Li Shiri, who was standing at the door with a low eyebrow, and walked straight past Li Shiri.

Li Shiri arranged his clothes and hairstyle and walked in gently.

At this time, Sheriff Porter was pacing back and forth in the office.

His face was flushed and he looked anxious.

The person who just walked out of his office was Pinkerton's liaison in San Francisco.

He learned about the pier fire from this morning's newspaper.

At first, he didn't take it seriously.

But when he passed by the sand and heard Carney's speech.

He was shocked.

At this time, Pinkerton had no other personnel in San Francisco except for him. They were sent to other gold mines in California to maintain order.

Liaison officers know their organization's style too well.

Unless the team leader has a serious mental illness, he will kidnap union members at night, set fire to the union house, and leave no badge behind.

They would just kill Carney.

It will make Carney evaporate without leaving any clues or traces.

So, he went directly to Sheriff Porter.

The two people had a "friendly exchange" in the office, but did not achieve any results.

Of course Sheriff Porter knew that Li Shiri had come in, but he ignored him and continued walking back and forth.

Li Shiri stood respectfully at the door, waiting quietly.

After ten minutes, Chief Potter finally spoke:

"Anything happened in Chinatown last night?"

Li Shiri shook his head: "No, sir."

Potter snorted and muttered in a low voice: "I'm sorry they are not so bold."

He raised his head and looked at Li Shiri: "Let your people stay safe for me these two days and don't cause trouble for me. I paid you to hire you, not to let you wear a suit on the street."

Li Shiri's face turned red and yellow for a while, but it only lasted for a few seconds and then his expression remained normal.

"By the way, have there been any strange people in Chinatown these past two days?" Potter asked casually.

Chen Jianqiu's face appeared in Li Shiri's mind.

But he suddenly thought of the Pinkerton liaison officer who passed him just now.

"No, sir."

Li Shiri still shook his head.

"I knew I couldn't ask any questions." Potter muttered softly again and continued to wander back and forth in the office.

After walking a few steps, he looked up and found Li Shiri still in the office, and immediately cursed: "Why are you still here? Do you want me to call you a carriage?"

Li Shiri withdrew without saying a word.

He suddenly discovered that his junior brother seemed to be able to sell for a good price.

Chen Jianqiu and Huang Qingyun listened to the play for a while in the Ningyang Guild Hall.

While cracking melon seeds, he thought about Li Shiri's strange behavior.

This person is his senior brother, but compared with people like Huang Qingyun, he looks weird in every way.

He decided to investigate this person carefully if he had time.

While he was still thinking, Li Sifu walked in from outside the guild hall.

Like Li Shiri's boy before, Li Sifu walked up to Chen Jianqiu's ear and said a few words to him.

Chen Jianqiu nodded.

He stood up and said to Huang Qingyun beside him: "Uncle Huang, let's go, the goods have arrived."

Chen Jianqiu took Huang Qingyun to the abandoned yard where they had changed clothes.

A carriage was parked there.

Hanif was sitting on the carriage playing with his gun, while his follower Donny was combing the mane of the packhorse.

"Hey, boss!" Seeing Chen Jianqiu, Hanif immediately jumped off the carriage and walked over.

"Is the journey going smoothly?" Chen Jianqiu glanced at the carriage.

"It went very well. I met a few blind bastards, and Donnie and I took care of them. We also earned some bounty." Hanif touched his beard and said excitedly.

He and Chen Jianqiu set off one after the other. Chen Jianqiu and the others had fast horses, so they arrived a few days early.

Hanif walked to the back of the carriage and lifted the straw covering.

Under the straw are two or three wooden boxes.

He opened the box and saw a pile of potatoes.

Li Sifu and Downey took out the potatoes one by one, revealing a pile of repeating rifles underneath.

Chen Jianqiu took out one of them and threw it to the stunned Huang Qingyun: "The latest model, no jamming."

Another box was also opened and it was full of bullets.

Huang Qingyun was dumbfounded. What kind of business was his young master doing in Roswell?

"Uncle Huang, find a safe place to put it."

Chen Jianqiu said to Huang Qingyun sincerely.

"In this hellish place, guns are not omnipotent, but without guns, nothing is possible."

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