The sun rises in the east, shining on the earth, and Valentine, the center of civilization on the grassland, once again wakes up from his sleep.

Today is the third day that Brandi has been in this town, and looking back on the past two days, Brandi finds that his arrival has indeed caused a lot of splash in this town.

Not to mention that as soon as he arrived, he took the body of a vicious wanted criminal, and successfully gained a foothold in Valentine's security management system, in the past two days, he single-handedly solved the serial murder case of prostitutes that had been plaguing the Valentine police, and then smashed the secret den of the notorious Odrysco gang in Valentine, and made all the illegal transactions done by these extralegal maniacs public. This kind of efficiency in solving crimes, needless to say, was rare in the world at that time, even now, if it weren't for the fact that the United States didn't have that tradition, I am afraid that someone would have sent Brandi a pennant or plaque with words like "crime buster" written on it.

Despite this, Brandi still enjoys the respect and love from the ordinary people, and there are often ordinary people who know him on the street to say hello to him, go to the shop tavern to spend, always enjoy a friendly discount from the boss, and if it is a small business of no more than 1 dollar, he will even be exempted directly.

If there is anything that makes him uncomfortable with this kind of love, it is probably only the fiery gaze of those young girls and those immodest women in the tavern, which seems to swallow his gaze in one gulp, and with the spicy whiskey, it can even burn the whole Valentine, but people just look at it, neither move their mouths nor get started, and Brandi can't say anything, so he can only helplessly sigh after fleeing The American girl's openness and hotness.

"Maybe that's the so-called high honor value," Brandi said with emotion as he reflected on his recent experience in his free time, "although he didn't complete all the task targets, at least he did part of it perfectly." ”

Brandi has indeed not been idle in the past two days, but despite his busy work and experience, he still has not forgotten the real purpose of his here, and he naturally will not forget that today is the day he should go to the post office and communicate with the gang.

The Valentine Post Office, in fact, is also the Valentine Railway Station. In an era when steam trains were almost universal, the postal industry almost immediately incorporated this new means of transportation into its own system, and developed a unique pattern of post and rail integration, which is sure to continue for decades to come.

Brandi pushed open the door of the post office, probably because it was still early, and there were only one or two people waiting anxiously or drowsily.

Brandi walked to the staff's office window, tapped his fingers at the front desk, and pulled the salesperson, whose mind had flown thousands of miles away, back to reality.

The salesman's uniform was a little old, but it was cleanly washed, but his somewhat decadent mental state seemed to be a little unworthy of his clean uniform.

When he saw Brandi, he immediately rubbed his eyes, cheered up a little bit, showed a professional smile, and said, "Hello, sir, what business do you need to handle?" ”

"Please keep this letter, someone will pick it up on Friday," Brandi asked with some concern as he handed the letter to the dejected salesman, looking into his red eyes, "Sir, are you alright?" ”

"Oh, I'm fine, sir, I just didn't sleep well last night, it's okay," said the salesman, smiling awkwardly, taking the letter, looking at the recipient's signature, "Tacitus Kirgo, what a strange name." ”

"That's what people in my hometown say about him." Brandi casually panicked.

The salesman's body shook suddenly, as if he was about to fall to the ground, and Brandi's eyes were quick, and he immediately reached through the window and pulled him.

The salesman steadied himself, rubbed his eyebrows, and said, "Oh my God, I feel like I can't hold it anymore, sir, I really don't want to trouble you, but ......"

"Tell me, what do you need me to do?" Brandi asked.

"Please pour me a cup of coffee, everything is in the workbench, just push the door in and pour me a cup, oh my gosh, I can't hold it anymore." The salesman said bitterly.

Brandi immediately walked into the salesperson's office window, and found a pot of brewed coffee and a coffee cup in the workbench, the coffee should have been brewed in the morning, and the iron coffee pot could still feel the temperature.

After a while, a steaming cup of coffee was brought to the salesman, who drank the coffee cleanly, despite the still hot temperature, and Brandy handed him another cigarette and lit it for him.

A wisp of smoke slowly floated up and quickly dissipated.

Under the double stimulation of caffeine and nicotine, the salesman's mental state finally recovered, and after adjusting his breathing for a while, he thanked Brandi: "Thank you, kind sir, I should have the energy to survive the morning shift now." ”

"Don't thank me, it's right to lend a hand in this situation," Brandi waved his hand to show that he didn't need to take it to heart, and then asked curiously, "It's you, how did you get into this way?" ”

"It's hard to say, sir," said the salesman, who took another cup from under his workbench and poured a cup of coffee for Brandy, "and I had some trouble with my wife last night, and my wife was so fierce that I didn't sleep at all last night, so I made it like this." ”

"Husband and wife, living together every day, what can't be solved calmly?" Brandi found a chair and sat down.

"That being said, I can't stand the persecution of reality," the salesman looked depressed, but this time it was because of the pressure of life rather than mental fatigue, "You don't know, sir, in recent months, the salaries of our people have dropped again and again, like me, we are about to be unable to support our families, and because of the new railways and towns in many places, there is a shortage of manpower, so a colleague was transferred from us above, originally three of us were on duty in turns, and the work pressure was acceptable, but now it has become two people on duty, The other one doesn't know, at least I'm not used to it yet, and I've heard recently that the people above think that after inventing a horseless carriage, they won't use us anymore...... What did we do wrong, you say? We just want to do our job well, but now we're disheartened......"

"Well, this argument has been around since the invention of the wheel, and what will eventually be replaced by all positions that require manpower? In the end, it's not like living people like us who have to do things that they think can be replaced by machines. It's just a clumsy excuse made by the capitalists for their exploitation of working people like you and me, and you don't have to worry too much about anything, at least I think your job is definitely stable. Brandi said half-nonsense, half-sincerely.

The salesman looked at Brandi and said, "Your argument is very similar to that of a colleague of mine, who is just as dissatisfied with the situation as I am, if not better than me." ”

"I think he's not the only one who thinks so." Brandi guessed.

"You're right, sir," the salesman nodded, his tired tone a little more uplifted at this time, "that colleague of mine has formed an organization within us, and it is full of colleagues who are dissatisfied with the status quo, and I am one of them, although we work in different places, but for the same goal, we have become brothers and comrades-in-arms. ”

"I didn't expect that in this day and age, the workers in the United States have already woken up?" Brandi thought to himself and asked, "So what are you all doing?" ”

"This ......" The salesman looked around and saw that no one noticed this, so he motioned Brandi to come closer, and whispered: "We know that there are many people who want to know some information about the valuable stagecoach, and we can provide relevant information to these people, and each target will charge five dollars for intelligence, and if they succeed, we only need to take 10% of their income as a reward for providing information, and even if it fails, 5 dollars is worth half a week's salary, As long as this business is done beautifully and secretively, it will definitely make a profit. ”

"Uh......" Brandi asked, after a moment's pause, "What's the name of that colleague of yours?" ”

"Alden," said the salesman, "he currently works at the train station in Lodz, and in addition to that, there will be one of us on the train platform in every city." ”

"Heh, sure enough, it's this old boy, it seems that I'm thinking too much." Brandi sneered in his heart. He thought that he had found people in the United States during this period who were really interested in resisting oppression, but in the end, he only found these "disheartened people" who were struggling to survive in oppression and had to do illegal things.

"Sir, you're not going to tell it, are you?" Only then did the salesman realize that he had accidentally told the secret of the terrible secret, and he was a little nervous for a while.

"How so," Brandi laughed, "I don't approve of your way of resisting, but as it stands, it's appropriate. ”

"Oh, you must be a revolutionary, allow me to pay your respects." The salesman stood up and wanted to bow.

Brandi hurriedly held him up and said, "I'm not a revolutionary, but speaking of which, I'm more interested in your business." ”

"Are you interested in our business?" The salesman looked at Brandi with some confusion, "You should be a decent gentleman, how can you be interested in this kind of business?" ”

Today, Brandi wears a new black suit with a red tie and a new black gambler's hat, and although he is very unorthodox and does not wear the matching suit vest, his tall figure, handsome face, and well-cut pale blonde hair all reflect a noble temperament that has nothing to do with outlaws.

"That's not the point," Brandi smiled, "the point is that I'm talking to you about a deal right now, Mr. Salesman, and I'm sure you need that kind of money right now to improve your life, isn't it?" ”

Although the salesman did not want to be passive in this kind of transaction, he knew that the young gentleman in front of him was right, although his wife was a very domineering woman, but he still loved her, although last night's quarrel made him physically and mentally exhausted, but he knew that it was just his wife who was worried about her future life, and because this town and the surrounding area were becoming more and more civilized, it was becoming more and more difficult for them to do this kind of secret little business now, like him, he had not opened it for more than a month, And if he takes over the business now, at least this week their family will be much better, and more importantly, it will make his wife happier.

To sum up, the current business is actually unequal, because the other party doesn't care whether to do it or not, but he needs this business very much.

The salesperson was a little annoyed that he was passive in this kind of transaction, but he had no choice. He stood up and motioned for the enthusiastic young gentleman to wait at the window, he looked at the clock to determine the time, took out a notebook from under the workbench, flipped through a few pages, and chose a target.

He took a blank piece of paper in his hand, and after copying the relevant information, he was about to hand it to Brandy, when he suddenly realized something, and his outstretched hand flinched a little.

"What's wrong?" Brandi looked at the salesperson's movements, a little puzzled, "You regretted it?" ”

"Yes, sir," the salesman hesitated, "there is only one suitable target for today, but ...... It's a bit difficult to achieve, and I'm afraid ......."

"You don't have to worry about that," Brandi smiled slightly, "take 10,000 steps back, and even if something happens to me, you're safe, aren't you?" ”

"No, no," the salesman hesitated even more, "you are a kind gentleman, and I can't bury your life." ”

Brandi directly reached out and grabbed the piece of paper with the information written on it, then took out a five-dollar bill from his pocket and stuffed it into the salesman's hand, saying, "I will leave the house now, but I can't regret it." ”

"Sir, you ......"

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, just wait for the good news." With that, Brandi walked out of the post office.

"Thank you, sir!" The salesman shouted, "Sir, my name is Ben Rosen, you can call me Ben, can you leave your name?" ”

Brandy turned his head slightly, just about to report his real name, paused, and a brilliant idea suddenly popped up in his heart, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked up an inexplicable smile.

"You ask my name?" Brandi began, "They all call me Billy the Kid, you can call me Billy." ”

As the sun went up, a huge black horse left the town with a tall young man and headed for the vast grassland in the heart of the earth.