Chapter 121, Yellow Sparrow in the Back (Middle)

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Anna, Scrooge's female secretary, was sitting on the sand in the lounge reading the newspaper to Scrooge:

"Yesterday was a day of great shame, and yesterday will forever be a day of great shame in the annals of the United States of America! There is nothing more shameful in the history of Chicago, and in the entire history of the United States of America! A company, in order to defraud taxpayers of their wealth, actually used a road escort to massacre workers and create the illusion of an Indian attack! What is even more shameful is that in order to cover up the facts, they continue to hunt down and kill survivors, and even kill people in front of the Attorney General of the United States of America in public! This is a story that should have only appeared in a play, but now it is being played out openly in Chicago, in the United States of America!

Yesterday at 9 a.m., Edward? Secretary Bates came to Chicago as President Lincoln's special envoy to investigate the Union Pacific Railroad frauds. As soon as he got off the train, a man broke free of the guards, shouting, 'I am a survivor of the Union Pacific Railroad Workers' Camp massacre!' My name is Hill, and it was the road guards who killed the workers! Help me, they're right behind, they're going to kill me! He shouted at Edward? Minister Bates ran to get the minister's asylum. At this moment, however, a shameful, sinful gunshot rang out, and two shots in quick succession struck the poor man in the back, and the bullet passed through his body and knocked him to the ground. The welcoming crowd was suddenly chaotic, full of people fleeing in a panic, and the sound of cries and shouts everywhere. And the two despicable gunmen also took advantage of the chaos to flee the scene.

Edward? Bates and his guards lifted the poor man, lifted him into the carriage that had come to meet him, and galloped toward St. Mary's Hospital. Our correspondent rushed to St. Mary's Hospital. According to a doctor at the hospital, who asked not to be named, the victim was in fact dead before he was taken to the hospital, because the killer shot him with a special bear hunting bullet made by MacDonald Infantry Weapons. For the ferocity of this bullet, I believe everyone understands something, three months ago, Scrooge? Mr. MacDonald also caused a stir by refusing to supply such ammunition to the federal army.

Edward? Enraged, Secretary Bates immediately ordered the police and state militia to act and arrest all members of the Union Pacific Railroad Corporation's road guards. But when the police and state militia arrived at the station of the convoy at two o'clock yesterday afternoon, more than 30 members of the Pacific Railroad convoy had died of poisoning. The police department said there was no evidence yet whether the men committed suicide or homicide. But I want to say that as long as we have brains in our heads, not mush or some other mess, we know that this is not suicide, it is definitely murder! We have reason to ......"

Scrooge lay comfortably on the sand, resting his head on Anna's lap and listening to Anna read the newspaper to him, thinking:

"'Blocking the road and shouting grievances' is certainly a bad part of traditional Chinese drama. But if a bridge is bad, it can still be played non-stop, which shows that this bridge has always been popular with the people. Even in the United States, which has little history, such a bridge is also popular with the people. It's just that Lord Qingtian has become a court or a parliament. There are such stories in many American movies in later generations: the protagonist learns the secret that a certain villain colludes with the villains at the top to do bad things, so he is framed and hunted down all the way until he finally runs to the Congress, so, well, the blue sky lord comes out. Well, judging from the current media expressions, everyone is really happy to hear this story. What's more, this story is so vigorous - it is even more lovely, readers from ancient and modern times and the United States always like those very yellow and violent things the most, everything in this story is good, but there is something missing. Damn Bond, there's no story of sexual bribery. For example, Stephen rented a yacht on Lake Michigan, invited a large group of government officials and congressmen to have a 'lake feast' with a large group of beauties, and then went on a ...... How perfect that would be. ”

Thinking of this, Scrooge couldn't help but laugh.

"Anna, you stop for a moment. Give me two grapes. Scrooge said.

"Hmm," Anna put down the newspaper, and since Scrooge's head was resting on her lap, she couldn't get up to get the fruit bowl on the coffee table, so she could only lean down and stretch her arms to touch it. This makes her upper body closer and closer to Scrooge's face, and the tall "shuangfeng" rubs in front of Scrooge's nose, soft, elastic, and with a faint fragrance.

Scrooge just wanted to raise his hand to pinch it, but the "shuangfeng" suddenly disappeared, and a slender jade hand, pinching a lilac grape, sent it to Scrooge's mouth.

Scrooge took the grapes into his mouth, stuck out his tongue and licked them on her fingers. Anna giggled and retracted her hand. Scrooge, who had grapes in his mouth, said in a muffled voice: "Anna, I don't want to eat this grape, I want to eat those two grapes on you......"

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While Scrooge was eating one grape and thinking about two grapes, or even more than 72 grapes, Edward? Minister Bates was in a state of outburst.

His subordinates were reporting to him on the progress of the case.

"The deceased who was assassinated was called Hill, George? Hill. is an Irish immigrant. We find something like this in him. The subordinate said as he handed something blood-stained to Edward? Minister Bates looks.

"This is an employment contract signed between the deceased and Union Pacific Railroad, and we have seized various Union Pacific Railroad files, but we have not found this person in the employee directory. However, many of the workers who died in the attack were missing exactly one number from their contract deposit certificates, which was none other than the Heard number. So we believe that Mr. Hill's identity as a survivor of that attack should be reliable.

This is a text written by the deceased describing how he was attacked and escaped. According to his account, he was put on the front of the chest with an Indian axe and fainted—a description that matched the wound on his chest—and woke up in the middle of the night, got up on his own, walked back along the railroad, and fainted again. When he woke up again, someone had saved him. and bandaged his wounds. Because he was afraid of being discovered, the person who saved him did not dare to send him to the hospital, so he could only go out to buy medicine and treat himself. He almost died because of the wound inflammation. A few days ago, the man who rescued him told him that some suspicious people had appeared next to their residence. He was worried that they were all being targeted. That's when he read in the newspaper that you're going to Chicago to investigate the matter, so he decided to take a chance. Here he points out the characteristics of some of the people involved in the massacre, and even includes the portraits of the two men who acted on him. The drawings don't quite look like them, but you can still see that they are two of the people who were poisoned by the 'road guards'. So, I think, there is no doubt that this massacre was not carried out by the Indians at all, but by the people of the Union Pacific Railroad! In doing so, they could ask for more money under the pretext of guarding against the Indians, and they could also use the power of the state government to get rid of the Indians, so that the railroad could directly pass through the legitimate territory of the Indians, without having to take a detour or negotiate with the Indians to increase the cost. ”

"Bastard!" Edward? Minister Bates slapped the table hard, and the teacups on the table jumped with a thud. "These bastards! If you get this railway, will they make less money?! Is there still a royal law for this? Is there still a law? I can't spare these guys, I'm going to hang them on a lamp pole to dry! How's the accounting problem going? Did that Stephen catch it? ”

"Minister, the price quoted for this section of the railway is indeed outrageous, at least $5oo dollars higher than the normal price. As for Stephen, we have already arrested him while he was packing his things and preparing to escape. Now he has rejected any charges against him, claiming that it was entirely someone who framed him. The subordinate replied.

"Could it be that the $5oo is also someone framed him? Bastard! 5oo dollars, no wonder he would do such a crazy thing...... It's just that how could he be so stupid! In this way, the whole railway plan will be greatly affected, these bastards...... Well, Boris, pay attention, these things must be kept secret and not let those journalists know. ”

"Yes, Minister, but ......"

"What?" Edward? Secretary Bates asked.

"If I had been the one who saved the survivors, I might have sold it to the media."

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"Mr. Redmond, someone has sent us a letter claiming that he was the one who had saved the survivor, and that he knew something about the case. He gave us some information and asked us to send $2,000 to his designated account and give us the rest of the inside information. Editor Rodriguez said.

"Show me?" Redmond said.

Rodriguez handed the text to Redmond, who looked at it for a while and said, "This news should be reliable, and this news is indeed worth two thousand dollars." Send him the money, this man may be watching us nearby, well, he may need it to get him out of Chicago to avoid retribution. ”