It would be a big mistake to say that the cowboy is only blind to killing and plundering in the eyes of the cowboys, and in the new century, if anyone kills and robs people, it will inevitably cause public anger, unless there is a way: to survive in groups, like hyenas, ready to tear apart potential young deer, and bring fear rather than anger to the whole herd, even so, it is still necessary to beware of the counterattack of the deer herd, because the number of hyenas is getting worse day by day.

Even if Valentine's officers didn't kill, the mine guards and St. Denis's officers couldn't wait to do their duty, and even Sir Marlin was obsessed with the fierce battle.

When the smoke cleared, the fighting ceased, and the victors began to clear the battlefield, Mr. Fowler said to John.

"Kid, at least we did what we did: kill the people who deserve to be killed."

John nodded in understanding, and saw Sir Marlin approaching, the gentleman's clothes had been baptized in battle and could no longer show the usual cleanliness of his master.

"Mr. Fowler, Mr. Milton, we have driven out the enemy, and if there is a bottle of strong brandy at this time, I will certainly pay tribute to our exquisite cooperation."

"It's over, Mr. Marin, we have all had the pleasure of appreciating your combat performance, you are different from those jazzes who can only dance and write, you are a real warrior."

"I would like to go to war for James II, he is my employer, his father brought mining to Anisberg, and I will protect him to the end."

"Sir Marlin, I'm sure you're up to the task, you're pretty good at firing a rifle." John said.

Sir Marlin heard his pistol praised and proudly held up his Winchester repeating rifle: "If I had the oil, I would have ended the fight more quickly." "Gun fluid is a must for gun maintenance and makes it easier to use.

John saw that the gun was not a bolt type, it was an ordinary rifle that pressed the ram to shoot a shot, especially it did not need the thumb to press down the ram, but after firing, the trigger ring and the three-finger grip ring were turned down to complete the loading, which made this bead rifle far superior to the single-shot rifle in terms of fire continuity, and became the protagonist in this battle.

"Mr. Coaster, this roller locking rifle in your hand is the king."

John smiled and said, "This gun of mine is no better than your one, and at most it is for hunting." ”

Sir Marlin shook his head and said, "Wrong, the very complicated reload process can sift out a good gunner, I can see that you are not using this gun to pursue the first kill of your prey, but to show off your speed, as far as I know only sharpshooters do that, so are you a sharpshooter?" John Milton. ”

John smiled awkwardly, "It's hard to say, sir. ”

"Hahaha, anyway, those workers are unlucky, and they met a fast gunner and a fast gun." Mr. Fowler played the round for John.

As the three of them spoke, Solm walked over with a panicked expression.

"Gentlemen, no, the guards have just counted the list of workers, and surprisingly there is not one missing!"

John thought for a moment and said, "That is, it is not the workers who are fighting against us!"

John looked at Sir Marlin, and he smiled as if he knew it beforehand.

"Do you know what's going on? Mr. Marin. John asked.

"Well, in Anissberg, who will fight for the workers? Not themselves, of course, so what choice is there? Sir Marlin looked mysterious.

"I think it's the people who have a conflict with the James family." Mr. Fowler said.

"As a member of the James family, I dare say that the family has many enemies, but absolutely no one dares to clash with the family head-on." Sir Marin touched the James family crest on his cane, a silver lion's head the size of a fist, "The answer may lie in the cave, the brilliant and striking lump of gold." ”

"Gold!" John and Mr. Fowler cried out in unison.

Although many people came to visit it, and it was embedded in the rock wall of the new cave, no one could move it. ”

"Have you considered taking it away?"

"It's a dangerous idea, and after the gold rush is over, any accidental gold found is owned by the United States, but we have the right to protect it." Sir Marlin said. "Those workers went on strike, on the one hand, because we really couldn't get more pay, and on the other hand, we ...... They wanted James Mining to switch careers, believing that there was a huge gold field beneath Anissberg. ”

Sir Marlin spread his hands and made a very helpless gesture and said, "As you can see, we can't use the last inheritance of the James family to test whether this is a panic. ”

"Without further ado, gentlemen can guess who planned this ...... Robbery, I guess so to speak. Sir Marlin said.

"I don't know." John and Fowler replied that it must be unusual for someone to do such a thing in the eyes of the James family.

"Me too, but we can find out what is behind the scenes, can't we? The big deal is to get those Pinkerton detectives to help me again, they're in St. Denis now, and I'm going to send a telegram in the evening to get them to go at once. Sir Marlin said.

Detective Pinkerton! John's heart ached, but fortunately he managed his expression, otherwise it would have caused a lot of unnecessary trouble for Sir Marlin to see the clues, and John looked up at Mr. Fowler, who was still "calm", and his bushy beard played a role in this.

"Detective Pinkerton, that's a good decision! Even though federal legal aid is available, Detective Pinkerton is an efficient helper. Mr. Fowler replied calmly.

"To sum up, my friends, perhaps you are invited to Anissberg not to suppress the strike, but to ...... It's all your function anyway, right? You can say that you did your best, and I thank you again on behalf of James Enterprises. ”