"Young master, you can stay here, this place is quite hidden, and ordinary people will not find here." Zhang Danian looked at Chen Jianqiu expectantly, but Chen Jianqiu was noncommittal.

He just took out a small card from his bosom and handed it to the old man: "Please find a competent person to help me inquire about this person." ”

This is that Holmes business card.

Zhang Danian looked at the paper and nodded.

"By the way, just call me Jianqiu." Chen Jianqiu left a sentence and walked out the door.

"Sean!"

The black man was crouching on a field stalk and watched with relish the "fight" between a female dog and a male dog, when he heard someone behind him shouting his name.

He turned his head and saw that it was Chen Jianqiu, so he stood up and walked towards him quickly.

"What's the matter, Boss?"

"Take a trip to Denver in the evening, help me investigate where the Irish in the lower city mainly live, survey the terrain, and preferably draw a map."

"Uh, boss, I don't know how to draw." Sean was a little embarrassed.

"You can tell me."

"Then I'll draw." Sean touched his head and stopped bargaining.

"By the way, what about Asuka and Adam?" Chen Jianqiu asked suddenly.

"Asuka asked the strong man for a fishing rod and went fishing by the river." Sean pointed at Niu San, and Niu San smiled innocently when he saw them coming, "Adam? The drunkard? I didn't see him. ”

After Chen Jianqiu explained some details to Sean, he asked him to go to Zhang Danian to prepare for the next night.

He walked around the village, and at last at the back of a room found Adam crooked on the edge of the chicken shed.

His hat was over his head, and he held the half bottle of Erguotou in his hand.

This guy must have drunk the second pot head as whiskey, and when he woke up, he would ask for his acceptance speech.

Chen Jianqiu beckoned Niu San and asked him to find a group of people to carry Adam back to the house.

He's going to go to Asuka and discuss his next plan.

……

In an office at the University of Denver.

Dr. Lockhart is in a rage.

Across from his desk sat a man with a hooked nose, and behind him, two heavily armed Pinkerton agents.

"You promised me to catch those three people as soon as possible, or kill them, but more than a month has passed, and not only did these three people not catch them, but they also escaped to Colorado! They're clearly coming at me! ”

Lockhart was furious, and his friend Holmes had recently hurried to him to discuss the Aztec language.

Of course he knew what those characters represented.

So he lied. But with Holmes's level, no matter how much he obstructs it, he will soon figure out the meaning of these characters, and correspondingly, the secret of the treasure map will be revealed.

"We'll protect you." Hooked Nose said slowly.

"Aren't you reputable? Aren't you guys professional? Lockhart's nose gasped, "That treasure map is important. I want you to deal with them right away. ”

"Of course we know it's important." Hooknose wasn't affected by his emotions at all, "but we also understand who pays us." ”

Lockhart suddenly understood what the hooked nose meant, but he shuddered at the thought that the three murderers would tie themselves up at any time, torture them, and tear up the ticket if they got or didn't get an answer.

"I promised your boss that I would go back and leave soon, but if you don't deal with those three people, I will consider changing partners, there are many people who are interested in this treasure map." There was a hint of threat in Lockhart's words.

"You told the others?" Hooked nose and playful eyes.

"I'm not sure if I will." Lockhart knew he was losing his words and gave an ambiguous answer.

Hooked Nose dusted off his suit and stood up, picking the round-brimmed top hat from Lockhart's table and placing it on his head.

"We'll take care of it for you, Doctor."

Hooknose walked out of the doctor's office, and the waiting agent walked up.

"Did those three make it to Denver?" Hook Nose asked.

"It's like they've evaporated after leaving the mountains, and we're still looking for their whereabouts."

"What about the other bounty hunters?"

"It seems that there are several more than Hanif, and they all seem to be quite famous."

The hooked nose beckoned to the agent, motioning for him to lean over, and he whispered:

"If they are alive, we will continue to follow, and if they fall into the hands of others, we will kill them together, and take back the treasure map, and we will do it ourselves."

……

Chen Jianqiu walked along the path at the edge of the village towards the river, and he walked into a wooded area, and in the middle of the forest, there was a boulevard for horse-drawn carriages.

Chen Jianqiu wore a hat, lowered his head, and walked forward.

Suddenly, a crisp bell sound reached his ears.

In the distance, a caravan was slowly moving towards him along the road.

The driver was a mixed-race Latino girl wearing a long red dress that stood out against the greenery of the forest.

Field? Woman? Alone?

Chen Jianqiu lowered the brim of his hat, and now that his bounty order was posted everywhere in Denver, he didn't want to get into trouble.

The caravan swayed past him, and Chen Jianqiu glanced at the girl with his spare eyes.

This is a beautiful Latina beauty, with beautiful facial features, the lines of the side face are as graceful as carvings, and her eyes exude a breathtaking laziness that makes people linger.

When she passed by Chen Jianqiu's side, there was a small pit in front of her, and she stood up and raised the reins in her hand.

The red dress could not hide her graceful and proud figure, and a gust of wind blew her black hair, which floated high and backwards, fluttering in the air.

Chen Jianqiu's gaze stayed on her hand holding the reins for a second.

He lowered his head, and the woman didn't seem to look at him, and the two passed by.

"Boom", there was a sudden sound behind him, followed by a woman's voice.

"Sir!"

Chen Jianqiu didn't plan to stop and continued to walk forward.

The woman stepped out of the car, she first lowered her head and checked the rear wheel of her carriage, and then caught up with Chen Jianqiu in front.

"Sir, can you help me, my car is stuck in a pit."

Chen Jianqiu stopped, and he turned around.

The woman smiled seductively at him and slowly walked towards her caravan.

Chen Jianqiu followed step by step.

The woman walked to the back of the caravan and leaned into the carport, as if to find some tools to pry the rear wheels inside.

However, in the next second, her hand was pressed.

In the dark carriage, not far from her hand.

It was a Winchester M1873 repeating rifle.