Sean scrambled to get up from his chair, and he looked around, and there was a black rumble in the carriage, and Pinkerton's detectives were out.

"Boss, what's wrong?" Sean leaned in.

Chen Jianqiu pointed out of the carriage, where a scholar-looking figure was passing by their window, and he was taken out of the sleeper compartment and walked directly to the back under the escort of two Pinkerton detectives.

They chose to walk directly from the outside of the train instead of crossing the carriage they were in.

The bird also got up, and Adam lay in the shadows, not knowing if he was asleep or not.

"You two stay here, no matter what happens, don't rush into action, Sean and I will come to you." Chen Jianqiu confessed, and then left his seat with Sean.

They got out of the car through the front door of the carriage.

A Pinkerton detective was guarding there.

This person was leaning on the wagon and looking around boredly, when he happened to bump into Chen Jianqiu who walked down from the car.

"What are you doing down here?" The detective asked alarmedly.

"Pee." Sean walked over to the detective, facing the railroad tracks, ready to untie his pants.

The detective looked at the black man with a look of disgust, ", stay away from me." ”

Chen Jianqiu took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one, rolled it again with his hand, and handed it to the detective beside him:

"It's really hard work."

He struck a match and lit it for the detective, who took a deep breath and felt his whole body float.

"Who's to say it's not, every day with that pitiful salary, running to this place where birds don't, there is a risk of losing your life." The detective sighed.

"Huh? How can it still be life-threatening? Chen Jianqiu shook out the match in his hand.

"Hah! New Mexico! The devil doesn't want to come to the hell of a place where there are damn Mexicans and Indians, especially Indians, and today you appear in the wilderness, and your scalp may be gone when you sleep at night. ”

"Indians? Primitive people with bows, arrows, and stones? Chen Jianqiu replied disapprenously, "Aren't they about to be chased to the point of extinction?" ”

"Hey, brother, you don't know, the Indians here are different, they are the most ferocious and courageous I have ever seen in the West. They've been wandering back and forth here, out of nowhere, and the army can't do anything about them. ”

"Oh? It's better to hide from them. ”

"Who's to say it isn't? But our employer is a crazy person, and he has to find trouble with them, but ......" The detective wanted to continue, but he suddenly looked at Chen Jianqiu suspiciously.

Chen Jianqiu calmly lit a cigarette for himself: "What's the matter, brother." ”

"Didn't you come down to pee?"

"I'm not, my friend is, I'll just come out and breathe and don't disturb your duty, brother." Chen Jianqiu threw all the remaining packets of cigarettes and matches to the detective, "I'll go back first, brother." ”

The detective grinned and took the cigarette.

He didn't realize that the black man beside him had quietly disappeared.

When he finished lighting a cigarette and looked up again, he found that the Chinese was also gone.

Hey? Got back to the carriage so soon? Then I won't return this pack of cigarettes.

Chen Jianqiu and Sean had already appeared on the roof of the car at this time, and the two squatted down.

"You go to the first luxury car and see if you can find a notebook signed by Lockhart, and I'll go to the back car to have a look." Chen Jianqiu instructed, "Remember, control your hands, don't take anything away, just confirm the content of the notes." ”

"I'll tell you the most valuable thing in that carriage later." Chen Jianqiu added.

After Sean agreed, the two went their separate ways.

Chen Jianqiu lowered his body and walked forward gently, he was careful not to let himself make a sound, and at the same time he was paying attention to the movements of the Pinkerton detectives patrolling on both sides of the train.

When he arrives at the junction of the two carriages, he finds two detectives guarding the door chatting.

Chen Jianqiu listened to the content of the chat, and basically complained that the income was not proportional to the risk, and there was nothing he cared about.

Chen Jianqiu unfolded his body, jumped forward slightly, landed on the roof of the carriage in front of him, and then contracted his body with the inertia of landing, as light as a cat.

The detectives didn't notice the movement above their heads, and they were still immersed in the unfair distribution of income.

Unlike the darkness of the front carriage, this section is brightly lit from the back onwards.

Chen Jianqiu moved to the side of the car, his feet hooked the iron dimple on the edge of the roof, and slowly hung his body down.

His face was kept at a distance from the window, so that even if the people in the carriage looked out, they would not be able to notice him at first.

His gaze gradually leveled with the upper edge of the window, allowing him to see clearly what was going on in the car.

The curtains in the car window were not pulled to death, leaving a slit, and Chen Jianqiu looked inside along this slit.

The scholar sat at a table with a notebook spread out on the table.

"You've been studying for so long, and you've come up with this?!" Astor's voice came as he paced back and forth in his pajamas, looking restless, in stark contrast to the calm and relaxed he had spoken to Mark Twain during the day.

"Well, sir, Mr. Lockhart is an authority on Mesoamerican history, but he doesn't write it all in his notes, and he deduces that the Aztec treasure is in a mountain on the U.S.-Mexico border, and that this Aztec branch is related to the Apache tribe."

"This tribe has always been active on the U.S.-Mexico border, and they are now ......," the scholar tried to go on and on, but was rudely interrupted by Astor.

"So what do I want you to do with all this shit? Am I illiterate or do you want you to teach me the Apache tribe? In a fit of rage, Canadian Solar kicked over a chair next to the table.

Chen Jianqiu swept the notebook on the table, he couldn't read the words on it, but according to their conversation, it should be Lockhart's notebook.

"That priest doesn't know anything, doesn't say anything, do you understand?" Asreh roared in a low voice, "I listened to you and paid a lot of money to buy him from the army, do you know what that means?" ”

The scholar shook his head in horror.

"That means you'll wake up tomorrow with a chance that your scalp will be stripped by Jerónimo!"

Aster's anger is justified, the Apache tribe is not an object to talk to, and the U.S. military has nothing to do with them,

He followed the advice of the gang and bought the priest they captured from the American army, which meant that he would have to make an enemy of their chieftain, Geronimo.

This man has been rumored to be miraculous and terrifying in the west.

He misses Lockhart immensely now, but when Hooknose Lynch reproduced the notebook and map to him, he also brought the news that Lockhart had been killed by the Mexican gang.

Damn, if he was here, he wouldn't have had to pull up this pile of waste to form a treasure hunt team, let alone trouble the Apache tribe.

"I don't think you need to worry about those treasures......" the scholar said inappropriately.

The notes and the contents of the table were thrown out and smashed in the scholar's face.

"My family's money could buy all of New York, do you think I'll care about the money for those treasures? I want something else! Astor's anger reached its point.

"Get out!"

The scholar was taken down with a sad face.

Priest? Apache tribes?

Chen Jianqiu suddenly had a plan.

If the priest was in the car, he should have found a way to find him.

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