The sheriff didn't reach out to take the whip, and the policemen around him had already raised their guns and pointed them at Chen Jianqiu.

"Well, take it easy, take it easy." The innkeeper ran through the front door in a panic, saw the situation in front of him, and hurried to play a round.

Chen Jianqiu waved his hand at the loyal Li Sifu and motioned for him to move away from the barrel.

The young man was a little unwilling, he got up from the carriage and slowly leaned towards Chen Jianqiu.

Chen Jianqiu patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, it's okay, just let them take a look." ”

He looked at the sheriff with a smirk, and made a gesture of please to the iron buckets: "Please look at it casually, but I have to say hello to you in advance, this bucket, you better not open it." ”

The sheriff glared at him and yelled at his men, "Go, open those buckets for me." ”

Several policemen swarmed up and began to pry the lid of the bucket.

However, as soon as they pried out a crack in one of the lids, a foul smell came through the crack.

The policeman closest to the barrel instantly moved his head away and began to vomit on the side of the carriage, while the other, covering his nose, jumped out of the carriage at a rapid pace.

"What a crap!" The sheriff looked down on these two men who couldn't even smell the stench.

When he gave Van Cleef his hands, he dared to drill any dirty place and go to any messy place.

Otherwise, why would it be his turn to be on top when he was killed!

He pushed the lid off the bucket and stuck his head in.

The sheriff almost threw up, too.

Inside was a bucket full of black gadgets, and the smell of rotten eggs.

Chen Jianqiu covered his nose slightly with his sleeve, and he saw that half of the sheriff's body was leaning in, and his right foot quietly cushioned the back of the cart.

The carriage, which had been out of equilibrium, instantly leaned forward, and the hapless sheriff fell headlong into the barrel.

"Quick! Help! Chen Jianqiu gathered everyone and dragged the sheriff out of the bucket with all his hands.

At this time, the sheriff was not there, and the original brand new uniform was instantly stained with black, sticky liquid.

His hair was glued to a single piece, and he looked like a bird that had fallen into a swamp.

"Yue~, this, what is this?" The sheriff lost the arrogance he had just now, and he only felt that he was now beaten with dozens of rotten eggs.

At the time, few people in New Mexico knew what it was.

Of course, the sheriff didn't know.

"Alas, Sheriff, I told you not to be in a hurry to open it." Chen Jianqiu covered his nose with his cuffs, and by the way, he covered his face with disgust.

These barrels of oil were samples from two wells drilled by Smith, except for the first barrel that looked okay, and the latter ones smelled of rotten eggs.

Originally, Chen Jianqiu didn't even want to open the iron bucket this time, how did he transport it, and how did he transport it back, but who knew that he met this sheriff who was looking for fault everywhere.

The innkeeper wailed in the back: "Oops, it stinks! What are you going to do with my business? ”

There were already onlookers who did not know the truth, and they covered their noses with their hands and pointed at the embarrassed, smelly sheriff.

The sheriff looked at Chen Jianqiu viciously: "What's your name?" ”

"Long Chen, Mr. Sheriff."

"Okay, I'll remember." The sheriff pointed at Chen Jianqiu and turned around to leave.

"By the way, Sergeant, don't forget your horsewhip."

Chen Jianqiu threw the horsewhip in his hand and landed on the sheriff's hand impartially.

After the sheriff ran away with a few of his men, Chen Jianqiu asked Li Sifu to reclose the lid of the iron bucket.

At this time, the people who were moving freely outside also came back one after another.

Camilla went to the little girl's house to see the little girl and her brother, but she never thought that they no longer lived there, and where they went, the neighbors around said they did not know;

Hanif went to get himself a dress, and he felt that it was almost Christmas, and he had to buy himself something good.

Holmes surveys the streets of Santa Fe with his own feet, experiencing the local customs.

It seems that Sean is the only one busy with business, and he finds a stall in the local market and sells the things he found on Detective Pinkerton.

Like brooches, belts, and the like.

However, due to his poor Spanish and unfamiliarity, he was despised by the locals at the market.

The harvest was scarce in the afternoon, and finally I reluctantly rolled up the stall and returned to the hotel.

The crowd met again at dinner.

This time, they didn't go to the Mexican restaurant opposite, but in the lobby on the first floor of the hotel, they ate some simple food provided by the hotel.

Chen Jianqiu told everyone what happened during the day today, from Aster, to Rockefeller, to the sheriff who fell into the crude oil barrel.

"And we're going to stay here and wait for news?" Sean's brow furrowed, "If that's the case, wouldn't we have to go back and learn to herd cattle?" ”

"No, no, no, don't we still have those gold bars at the bottom of the lake to share." Chen Jianqiu squeezed his eyes at him, "Besides, don't we still have Browning?" It's good to learn how to sell guns after him. ”

Sean couldn't tell if his boss's words were true or false, so he shut up.

But as soon as he closed his mouth, a voice came in from outside the hotel.

"Mr. Chen!"

When they heard the voice, they all looked out at the door at the same time.

During the day, the black-haired sheriff appeared at the door, and by this time he had washed everything on his body and changed his clothes and stood there.

Chen Jianqiu's ass didn't mean to move, he didn't even want to look at the sheriff.

"Mr. Chen, Mr. Scott wants to see you." The sheriff walked to Chen Jianqiu's side and said respectfully, the attitude and the day were completely two people.

Chen Jianqiu didn't have to think about it to know what was probably going on.

Nine times out of ten, the brother reported to Scott about seeing him, and the bales didn't know about oil, which shows that the well-informed Scott knew.

He couldn't guess what kind of medicine this old fox was selling, and it stands to reason that oil was not his basic plate at all.

The Republican tycoons, who control New Mexico's politics, are still mainly engaged in animal husbandry and mining, and Scott, who is their political front, is rightly defending their interests.

Besides, why does this old man always care so much about himself?

Chen Jianqiu scratched his head.

But he still has that principle: there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and there are some things that you can avoid if you don't want to.

He told everyone to go to rest first, and he followed the sheriff to Scott's office.

The senator's office is also located on the same street as the Chamber of Commerce.

The de facto ruler of Santa Fe did not seem to have any idea of leaving work, and as Chen Jianqiu rode past his downstairs, he found that the lights in his office were still on.

The sheriff took him to the second floor, he pointed to the end of the corridor and said to Chen Jianqiu, "It's there, I'll go down first." ”

With that, he turned and went down the stairs.

Chen Jianqiu walked down the hallway towards the office.

However, as he approached the office, there was a violent argument inside.

Chen Jianqiu's eyebrows were raised, as if he had a good show to watch.

He was just about to get closer and listen carefully to what was going on.

The door slammed open from the inside, and a man with glasses slammed the door and walked out in a rage.

His face was flushed with emotion, his lips and body were trembling slightly, and strangely, Chen Jianqiu read anger and fear in his expression.

The man passed by Chen Jianqiu, didn't look at him, and walked straight towards the staircase.

Chen Jianqiu didn't think too much about it, he continued to move forward and came to the door of Scott's office.

The familiar old man was sitting in his big chair, waiting for him.

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