Soon after, the train resumed moving.

The expected brawl in the carriage did not occur.

When the Pinkerton detectives, armed with rifles, appeared at the entrances of the various carriages, the people who were still glaring at each other like fighting cocks instantly regained their composure.

It was as if they had suddenly returned to civilization from the barbarism of disorder, and had honestly surrendered to the spear.

Outside the carriage is the free and wild West, and inside the carriage is the civilized and loving United States.

Sean didn't know where to get another deck of cards, pestering Bird, Adam and Chen Jianqiu to play cards, but Chen Jianqiu didn't seem to be interested.

He has been looking out the window since he got in the car just now.

After getting along for so long, it was now difficult for Asuka to judge his current mood from Chen Jianqiu's expression, especially when Chen Jianqiu didn't want them to know.

"Asuka, do you hate Scarf?" Chen Jianqiu asked suddenly.

Scarf, Asuka's former best friend, an Indian who grew up with him in the same tribe, became a traitor and eventually died with his wife at the hands of the white man's guns.

Asuka held the cards in his hand and shook a little.

"I, I don't know."

"It's hard for me to say I don't hate him; I'm a little bit of a hater of iron. Perhaps, he went through something that I didn't experience, he, he probably didn't figure it out,"

"However, I have no way to accuse him, as the head of the clan, it is I who did not protect my people.

The Indian boy, as good and innocent as ever, is mired in guilt and self-blame.

Chen Jianqiu was noncommittal, still looking out the car window.

"Hey, drunkard, your cards fell to the ground." Sean suddenly pointed to a card under the table, "This is your own drop, I didn't do anything." ”

Rather than sneering, Adam looked down and picked up the card and reinserted it into the stack in his hand.

The game continued, and the black man who was addicted to food had no cheating blessing and quickly lost the bottom.

"No more playing, no more money." Sean threw away the cards in his hand and lay down in his chair in despair.

"Let's go, let's go around the sleeper compartment, and Astor has assembled an expedition." Chen Jianqiu stood up and patted Sean on the shoulder.

After the train started, the vigilance was tightened, and none of Pinkerton's detectives stayed in the rest car, they guarded every junction.

And for some reason, the guards of the sleeper compartment turned out to be the tightest now, the door leading to the direction of the ordinary compartment was directly locked, and there were five people guarding the door on this side.

The two walked to the entrance of the carriage and were stopped.

Stopping them was the Pinkerton detective he had met when he got out of the car the night before.

"Hey, hello!" The detective was very enthusiastic, but when he saw Sean behind Chen Jianqiu, he looked disgusted, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Let's find Mr. Mark Twain." Chen Jianqiu replied.

"I'm sorry, but no one is allowed in this carriage right now." The detective was categorical, "He's fine, if there's anything, I can take it down for you." ”

"But thank you for the cigarettes." He pulled out the pack of cigarettes, there was not much left in them, "It tastes good, but unfortunately there are too few." ”

Seeing this, Chen Jianqiu took out another pack of cigarettes from his arms and threw it to him.

The detective took it and a smile appeared on his face: "Is there a match?" ”

"What's the situation, so nervous?" Chen Jianqiu took out a box of matches and handed it over.

"Hey, don't mention it, something happened the day before yesterday, and the damn Indians attacked the train." The familiar detective lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, and it felt like he was going to put the cigarette in his lungs seven or eight times in one breath.

"That man is amazing, he solved our four brothers at once, and his methods are neat." The detective looked bitter, "Everyone is very nervous now, so there is no way." ”

"Let's just take a look at Mr. Mark Twain and make sure he's in good condition. After all, he is our employer. Chen Jianqiu said in a low voice, he took out five tickets from his arms, and quietly handed them to the hands of the five people.

The five men looked at each other, then collectively got out of the way, and they walked to the junction and stood at the door of the carriage, spitting fog outside.

Chen Jianqiu walked in with Sean.

There are six rooms in the sleeping compartment, and the doors of the rooms are all closed.

He gently pushed the first door.

The door was not bolted, and he directly pushed the door open a crack, observing the movement inside through the crack in the door.

Mr. Mark Twain was hunched over the table by the window.

Chen Jianqiu pushed the door and entered.

The writer was immersed in his own world and didn't notice anyone coming in at all, so he was startled when someone behind him tapped him on the shoulder.

He turned around and saw that it was Chen Jianqiu: "Eh, I'm scared to death, I'm writing the plot of your brave fight against robbers the day before yesterday, do you want me to read it to you." ”

Chen Jianqiu shook his head and gestured to him to silence him.

He walked over to the bed and sat down across from the writer.

"Did Astor tell you anything in the past two days?" Chen Jianqiu asked.

"No, I haven't seen him in the past two days."

"Have you seen the other people in this carriage?"

"No, Russell told us to stay in our rooms, food was delivered, don't come out if it's okay, it is said that there was another attack on the train."

The writer shook his head, seemingly largely ignorant of anything, but suddenly remembered something.

"It's a little noisy in the aisle outside this morning, I don't know what's going on."

Chen Jianqiu nodded, he instructed the writer to continue to stay in his room, and then he and Sean left the room and closed the door of the room.

They came to the door of the second room.

This time, the deadbolt was put on from the inside.

Chen Jianqiu took out a card from his arms, and a half-LUO woman with an unusually fragrant picture was drawn on the front of the card.

He handed the card to Sean.

Sean flipped through it.

"Cigarette card?" He glanced at Chen Jianqiu suspiciously.

Chen Jianqiu pointed to the door, and Sean instantly understood what he meant.

But when he put his ear to the door, the expression on his face changed, revealing an ambiguous smile.

"Boss, does this door have to be opened?" He asked, leaning down.

Chen Jianqiu looked at Sean with a puzzled expression, but then nodded.

Sean bent down and slipped the card through the crack in the door.

The movements are gentle and skillful, without making a sound, like an artist.

The door was gently pushed open inside,

Sean was about to continue to look inside along the crack in the door, but his head was broken open by Chen Jianqiu.

After Chen Jianqiu confirmed the man's appearance, he closed the door again, and the voice inside suddenly disappeared.

"The sound insulation of this door is really good." Sean muttered.

They came to the door of the third room.

Just as they were about to do the same, to confirm the identity of the passengers in the third room.

A shrill whistle came from the back of the carriage.

"Assemble! Gather! The Indians are coming! ”

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