Chapter 63: God Bless You
It was Holmes who opened the door for Malik, and unlike last time, this time he turned sideways and let Malik in.
"Don't panic, drink your saliva and talk slowly." Chen Jianqiu handed a cup to the panicked farmer, and his other hand did not leave the half of the bear paw in his bowl.
He wondered if it would be better to eat the fragrant meat in the middle of the bear's paw first, or the bear's finger first.
Malik didn't have the heart to drink at all, and he put the cup back on the table.
"I saw that the mounted police arrived at the position, so I ran back first while they were not paying attention."
"Hmm."
"But when I got closer to the door, I noticed that something seemed to be wrong at home. So I didn't dare to go in directly. ”
"Well, pick and choose."
"The position of the farm tools in front of my house has been moved, there is one less sheep in the pen, and most importantly, my wife and little Tom are not outside."
"Hmm." Chen Jianqiu was still looking down and tasting the bear's paw in his bowl, and he was not interested in these trivial matters at all.
Malik was anxious, and his voice trembled a little:
"Chen! Someone came into my house! Probably kidnapped my wife and children. ”
"Oh." Chen Jianqiu wiped his hands, took out a Colt revolver from his waist, and handed it to him, "Try this, just remember to return it when you're done." ”
Malik was about to cry: "Chen, for the sake of me helping you lead away the mounted police team, help me, help me, okay?" ”
Chen Jianqiu looked serious: "That's what I agreed with you before, I saved your child, you help me, you and I have already fulfilled our promise to each other." ”
"Shall we trade again? I still have money. Malik was on his knees.
"No, no, no, my friend, we don't need money, we've just committed too much killing and now we need to purify our souls." Chen Jianqiu's mouth is full of nonsense.
He stood up and looked at his hands, and saw that they had not been cleaned, and that the cloth had been taken by Adam, and that the man was spitting bones out of them.
So he walked up to Malik and patted him on the shoulder with both hands, leaving a large oil mark on Malik's shoulder.
"Believe in yourself, I am very powerful with this gun, with God's blessing, as long as you love your wife and children enough, God will save you."
Chen Jianqiu took out another box of bullets from his pocket, he took Colt from Malik's hand, opened the bullet nest, stuffed the bullets into it one by one, and slapped it back.
He spun the bullet nest and brought his ear closer to the barrel of the gun: "Listen, the voice of God who makes this world equal." ”
With that, he slipped the revolver back into Malik's hand, and put the rest of the bullets in his pocket.
Seeing that there was no hope for help, Malik turned in despair and walked out of the house.
"Boss, are we really not going to help him?" The kind-hearted Asuka hesitated a little, but he couldn't help but raise the doubts in his heart.
Chen Jianqiu didn't really care if Malik's inference of incarnating Sherlock Holmes was logical, he just didn't trust this person, after all, he almost betrayed himself before.
But, whether what he says is true or not, one thing is for sure.
In the village, there must be people looking for them now. Who are these people?
Fultz? Impossible, I watched him run away in despair; The woman? It's not right, she's injured, and it's unrealistic to find trouble with a group of people alone.
Could it be Pinkerton's gang? It's possible, but if it's them, it seems to be a bit of a problem.
Or is it another bounty hunter, and another bounty hunter who has been following him, what is it called? Oh yes, Hanif.
Chen Jianqiu felt as if this person had been following them all along, but it was as if he had never appeared. It's just that after the last Montrose, there was somehow more of this person next to his own bounty.
Well, people who haven't shown up all the time, it's better to be careful.
"If what he said was false, then I should have given him this gun; If what he says is true, everyone who loves their wives and children will be blessed by God, right? ”
Chen Jianqiu sat on the chair by the door and watched Malik's back go away.
……
Malik walks on the road to Oak Village. It was already dark, and only the full moon hanging in the sky lit his way.
He glanced at the revolver full of bullets in his hand, and thought back to what had happened to him during this time, and his heart was a little complicated.
Originally, he was an honest farmer in a western mountain village, and his life was nothing more than herding sheep and taking care of the few crops in the mountain flats. Every year, there is not much communication with the outside world, and only when there is a market, do I drive the sheep to sell them at a good price.
But in the last month, he has experienced being attacked by wolves; Embroiled in a fight between the Mounted Police and the wanted criminal; And now, his wife and children are likely to be in danger.
When the neighbors saw him, they didn't know what was going on, and they didn't want to get involved anymore, and they didn't even tell themselves what was going on in their own home.
The wanted criminals didn't want to mind themselves and only gave themselves a revolver.
If you want to talk about guns, you have them, and I haven't seen you beat the wolves away by yourself.
His heart sank to the bottom.
With heavy steps, Malik came to the door of his house.
There were no lights in the house, and the yard made of a wooden fence was littered with all sorts of footprints, and a small cart carrying miscellaneous items was parked on the edge of the fence, and a pitchfork fell on the ground.
What worries him the most is that near the sheepfold, a small wooden handmade windmill has fallen.
This is his son's favorite toy.
His eyes were filled with the sight of his wife working in the yard, and his son, Little Tom, was running around the sheepfold with a windmill, smiling as he ran.
Running, running, little Tom suddenly tripped over a bulging hard clod of earth on the ground.
"Ouch." The little windmill fell out, and the bear child himself fell into the mud.
"Tom, you'll have to wash your clothes and face yourself." His wife crossed her waist and looked angrily at Tom who had fallen to the ground, and had no intention of going up to help him.
A smile tugged at Malik's lips.
However, a gust of wind blew, and everything in sight disappeared. The yard was restored to its current scene, with no wife, no little Tom.
Malik mustered up his courage, he was still scared, but he didn't want to lose everything.
He found a little blood near the sheepfold, and Malik bent down and dipped his finger in front of his nose to smell it.
It's sheep's blood.
So he followed the bloodstains around to the back of the house, and found a puddle of bloodstains and a pile of sheep entrails.
This must be what is left of the sheep he lost in the fold.
These people may not have left, and are now in their own house!
Malik tensed, but the situation left him with no way out.
He returned to the front door of the house, took a deep breath, and shouted:
"Stranger in the house! I! Malik! Here, come out! ”
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the door to the house was kicked open from within, and his wife and little Tom were pushed out of it.