Chapter 10: The Divine Oil of Child's Innocence

Sheriff Malloy arranged a hotel for John, perhaps he didn't mean to let him go to the police, but after a night of tossing and turning, John always felt that he could not repay Sheriff Malloy, so he went to the police station in the twilight to see if there was anything to do.

"Hmm...... Look at this, maybe that's the person we're looking for. Sheriff Malloy said, sitting on a wooden chair spinning a pencil, looking at John as he came in.

"Do you want to be a bounty hunter? John. "Looks like Mr. Fowler is here too.

"Maybe, I thought the police were going to have a mess." John said.

"That's true, it just depends." Mr. Fowler said.

"I can understand how boring it is to be stuck in a state, I guess you're not here to pass the time or to get to the details of the county's justice, anyway, you can rest assured during this time, young man." Sheriff Malloy put down his pen and stood up.

"Okay." John replied.

"Try to smell it, this is the capital of New Hanover, a cattle town that attracts countless hooligans and thugs. I'm not one to jump to conclusions, but I have to admit that you're one of them in the eyes of outsiders. "Sheriff Malloy walked to the window, and outside the window the night was falling, and the street was lit with oil lamps that flickered and dimmed." But I've been around long enough to know you can't hire a saint from town to help you catch criminals. You're a good seedling, John, and as long as you want to do something, there's always a response wherever you want, and that's the way the world works. ”

"So, who is that guy, I mean the person who can't wait to respond to me."

Mr. Fowler came up and said, "Why don't you go and look at the poster on the wall over there." He was a black-hearted drug dealer who had been peddling what he called the Divine Oil to poison the masses, haunting here and in the area of Anissberg, and his poisonous father, Benedict Albright, was also a pharmacist, killing more people than Landon Ricketts without a single bullet, so the son inherited his father's business, and the boy got some kind of sick satisfaction from selling counterfeit medicines. ”

"I was talking to you Fowler brother about him, and you walked in, this man had to be captured alive, and if I were to arrest him with a large police officer, that guy would definitely fight us and put a gun to his jaw, so at the moment you are the best person to approach him quietly and tie him up tightly."

"I'll see what I can do." John tore off the poster on the wall and put it in his waist bag, and the bounty warrant stated that the convict Holel Albright had recently been active in the area north of Valentine, and if John guessed correctly, it was a mountainous area that would be easy to hide.

John jumped on the Black Pearl and rode north of Valentine.

"We're going to capture him alive...... Remember!" Sheriff Malloy admonished behind his back.

John took the lantern and made a few bends along the road before riding into a trail that joined another trail not far away, and then led to a cliff road where the sound of trickling water could be heard, indicating that it was not far from the stream. The cliff road is about a dozen feet wide, with a sloping mountain overhead, and there is a bonfire on the road, and a man next to him sits against the stone wall with his knees crossed.

"You're Holel Albright, right?" John jumped off and immediately stepped forward.

The man stood up in shock, pushed his glasses, and John's presence startled him a little.

"Sir, I'm not."

John thought for a moment and said, "You look a bit like him, and I've been told he's going to be here." ”

"No...... Not me, sir. There was tension in his words.

"I came to him because...... I'd like to buy some medicine, and, I've heard it works, I'll pay for it, I've got gold, if you can help me find him. Because, my father's illness ...... He's going to die after the summer. ”

"Well, if that's the case...... If it's for someone who is sick, I'd be happy to help. ”

Holel took a few steps forward and handed John a vial of medicine, saying, "You know, I'm a healer, in layman's terms, a medical worker, and I have the best medicine in the state, the magic oil, even though many people call me a dead Indonesian..."

Before he could finish speaking, John threw the medicine down the cliff and drew his pistol.

"It's game over, sir, put your hands up, I'm going to arrest you." John said.

"Arrest me?" Holel said, pretending to be confused.

"Apparently the kind of medicine you sell is going to poison people, and there's a bounty for you...... I don't know the details, anyway, it has nothing to do with me. ”

"Come on, man, that's! I'm a pharmacist, I'm aura, I can communicate with the gods, I'm a scientist. It doesn't take any reason for a person to start a fire. Holel paused and said, "This ...... This is a misunderstanding. ”

"Hands up, man......" John pointed the gun at Holler's abdomen. They just want to ask you a few questions, and if you act rashly, your intestines will come out of the gun's eye. ”

"I must say, it must have been a misunderstanding." Holel took a step back, but he didn't expect there to be a pile of rubble, and he slipped and stumbled and fell backwards.

"Hold on!" John tugged at Holaire's neckline on it.

"I'm going to fall, damn it." Holel said in despair.

"Hmph, don't think that, they told me clearly, you can't die!"

"That'...... I'm going to disappoint you and your friends!" Holair began to shake incessantly, then pinched John's arm at the collar with his long, slender fingered hands.

"Ahh John couldn't bear the pain and simply let go.

"I'd rather take a gamble!" Holel fell down the hill, and luckily, he fell headlong into the rushing river.

"I really don't like you." John said as he stepped onto the black pearl and ran to the river.

"I really shouldn't have done that...... Help me!" The bastard flickered in the water and headed downstream, having already taken several sips of water.

It was late at night, and John could only judge his direction by the flow of water and the intermittent cries for help. The terrain is also high and low, but fortunately there is a horse road by the river, and the speed of the black pearl can barely be on par with the speed of the flowing water.

The wailing faded away, and only the sound of running water could be heard. He might have been swept away a long time ago, John thought.

"He's still here! I've got to hurry. John saw the river take a sharp turn in front of him, and Holair's figure reappeared on the river, and he was still struggling.

John changed his strategy, and this time instead of chasing after the river, he crossed the river to the opposite bank, where there was a whirlpool, and the water was gentle.

"Haha, you're here!" John saw Holel sucked in by the whirlpool.

Holair finally got up from the river: "I don't have the strength to fight you anymore, you won, sir." ”

John yawned and tied up Holel and placed him on the Black Pearl, the guy had lost his glasses while swimming, and had to do as John told.

"I have to get my glasses back, friend, I don't want to be hanged and not be able to see the world."

"You've seen enough."

"If you want me to say, sir, you should arrest Loilin Albright, my fat brother, who is also a doctor, Loiland often sells them in Armadillo Town after pouting grass roots in the snowy mountains and forests, and I at least make them into medicinal powder, and honestly, I bothered a lot."

"None of you are good things."

John returned to Valentine the way he came, thinking that he had earned his position with Sheriff Malloy.

"Oh my God...... I didn't expect you to come back so soon. Sheriff Malloy said as he looked at John as he walked in.

"Put him over there, John Coaster, you've done a great job this time." Mr. Fowler said with satisfaction.

Just as John was about to turn away, Sheriff Malloy blocked his way, pulled a fifty-dollar bill out of his pocket, and handed it to John.

"You've been a bounty hunter, good boy, it's time for me to make good on my promise, it's your bounty, buy yourself some clothes and a good bar before the black market devalues the dollar, and there will be more opportunities like this in the future."