Irishman Murphy, male, 36 years old, occupation: hard labor and hooligan.

His ancestors had been in poor status in England for generations, suffering from poverty and hunger, so when he came to his father's generation, he gritted his teeth and sold all his family property and crossed the ocean to the United States.

In the United States, the family was still very poor, and the elder Murphy made a living selling coolies in New York, so he gritted his teeth and joined the ranks of the westward expansion movement.

It was around that time that gold was discovered in Denver, and they settled in Denver.

Unlike the other lucky ones, Murphy Sr. did not find much gold and died in the mountains, while his son, due to his lack of a good education since childhood, became a well-known hooligan in Denver's Irish Street.

However, in terms of mixing hooligan circles, little Murphy showed his unique talent and quickly became the leader.

At this moment, he was in the backyard of the metallurgical plant, gathering a group of subordinates.

"Tomorrow, when the councillors speak, you just have to shout and shout, and then, at noon, remember, at noon, as last year, rush into Chinatown together, and give me a lesson to those yellow-skinned guys who dare to come back, and everything you grab will be yours."

The hooligans who had eaten the sweetness nodded one after another, and last year's incident, I thought I would go in and squat for a while, but it turned out that the gang of Chinese were arrested and imprisoned for three days. In the name of protecting their safety.

After Murphy finished his order, he put his hands in his pockets and whistled, and walked out of the metallurgical plant.

All this is familiar to him, and the most important thing is that he is going to have money again.

He glanced at the sky, his concubine should not have started to pick up customers yet, and he wanted to make her feel good later.

As agreed, he crossed two streets and returned to the neighborhood where he lived.

In the shadow around the corner, he saw the dome courtesy, and when the man saw him, he turned and walked straight into the alley.

After looking left and right for no acquaintances, he also lowered his head and quickened his pace to follow.

The man took him to a secluded place, where he pulled a bag out of his clothes and threw it to Murphy.

"That's it, right?" The man asked, he took off his hat and scratched his hair, the man was none other than Detective Pinkerton, Daniel, whom Lynch had met in the office.

"It's all right." Murphy opened the mouth of the paper bag, looked inside, licked his lips and put his hand inside. I touched it and laughed.

Daniel looked at him with disgust, feeling that it was really unseemly to deal with this kind of person every day.

But then, he found a gun against his waist, and Murphy's smile also turned into horror, because his waist was also held against the gun.

"Bang, bang......" A man in a cowboy hat slapped his face and walked out of the alley. His face was hidden in the shadow of the brim of his hat, but his voice revealed a slight chill.

"Make a good deal."

Daniel's mind was racing fast, and he immediately said:

"It's right next to the block, and if you shoot, you're ...... Hmm, hmm. ”

Before he could finish his sentence, his mouth was stuffed into a cloth, his head was covered with a linen bag, and he and Murphy were soon tied up into piglets.

Asuka and Sean carried two wooden boxes in and stuffed the two people in, Murphy was still struggling, but was stepped on by Chen Jianqiu.

After stepping on two feet in a row, there was no movement in the box.

Sean walked to the entrance of the alley and motioned to Niu San and a few people who came with him to carry the box onto the cart.

"Go to an abandoned warehouse in the suburbs." Chen Jianqiu whispered to Niu San, and he and Sean re-entered the alley, turned a few corners, avoided the crowd from the other side of the alley, and ran out.

This warehouse was discovered by Chen Jianqiu and the others when they came back from the University of Denver yesterday, not far from the railroad, and was abandoned for some reason. It was empty, with only mottled walls and a rusted roof.

After a while, Niu San and their cart also arrived.

"Third Uncle Niu, you can move your things to the warehouse and go back to the village first, and the next thing, wait for me to inform you, you must be careful." Chen Jianqiu admonished.

Sean and Asuka came out with a vise and a wrench from the cart, and moved the boxes into the warehouse with Niu San.

Niu San took He Hongsheng and they left in a cart.

Chen Jianqiu dragged the Irishman out of the box and tied it to the pillar of the warehouse. Daniel, on the other hand, was tied to another pillar, opposite the Irishman.

He ripped the linen bag off Daniel's head.

Daniel showed the qualities of a Pinkerton detective at this time, he didn't struggle, just calmly looked at the three people in front of him.

"Are you following us all the time?" Sean asked as he pulled the cloth out of his mouth.

But he was met with silence.

"If my colleagues can't find me, they will call the police soon, and they will find this place very quickly, not to mention, the Mounties are still in Denver."

Daniel said calmly.

"Did you do what happened last year?" Sean knew what his boss wanted to ask.

Daniel still didn't answer.

Asuka picked up the vice on the ground, ready to give the person in front of him a little cruelty, but Daniel glanced at it and smiled contemptuously: "I can use this thing more easily than you, and forcing a confession is a compulsory course for us." ”

Chen Jianqiu didn't say anything until now, he just looked at Daniel quietly.

He suddenly drew his dagger and stabbed the Irishman next to him in the heart.

Accurate, ruthless.

The Irishman's mouth was gagged with a cloth, and he didn't even make a sound, but his body writhed wildly, and blood flowed from the wound in his chest all over the floor.

Chen Jianqiu tore open the flax bag on his head, and the Irishman's expression before he died was extremely frightened.

Then he slammed into front of Daniel, pulled his hair and asked sharply, "Is it you?!" Say! Isn't it you?! ”

"It's not me! Not me! It's not me who follows you! Daniel was so frightened that his composure was replaced by fear.

If you say kill, you will kill, the Irish will die without saying a word, and the next one, I'm afraid it will be your turn. This man is really a demon who kills people without blinking.

"Did you instigate it last year?! Isn't it?! ”

"It's not me, it's not me, it's the Irish who organize and kill, it's Edwin who instructs."

"Who is Edwin? Say! ”

"It's a congressman from Denver, I'm just helping him find someone and collect money to do things!" Daniel began to tremble all over, because he had already seen that Chen Jianqiu's bloody dagger had reached for his neck.

"Where does he live?" Chen Jianqiu looked directly into Daniel's eyes, as if there was a knife in his eyes that could kill.

"32 Tennyson Street in the west of the city, that big white house."

Chen Jianqiu took the dagger from his neck and wiped the blood on his suit.

The man regained his composure, that kind of chilling calm.

"You watch him here until tomorrow morning, and in the early hours of the morning, wait for me in the west of the city with the body of the Irishman."

"What about this man?"

"Bundled here." Chen Jianqiu slapped Daniel's bloodless face with a dagger, "If your colleague is lucky enough to find you and help me bring a message, it's best to keep a distance from us, don't act rashly, this time you chant the scriptures, next time, you will have to go over." ”

After speaking, Chen Jianqiu was reincarnated and walked to the bright warehouse door, and disappeared into the sunshine.