"Gold?" Astor's jaw almost dropped, "You found the treasure?" ”

Chen Jianqiu looked at him.

Don't admit it, don't deny it.

"What, well, it's ......" Young Master Astor, who was still vigorous just now, suddenly became squirming and pinching, and stopped talking.

"Do you want to ask what the secret of the treasure is?" Chen Jianqiu spoke it up for him.

"Well, what's that secret that involves our family?" Astor still looked like he wanted to know.

"Let's take a look at this first." Chen Jianqiu took out the letter he had gotten from the old mayor from his coat pocket.

Although this letter was basically useless, Chen Jianqiu still kept it, and from time to time he used it to appreciate the words of the Freemasons.

Astor frowned and looked at it for a long time, and the more he looked, the more confused he became.

"It's just a coincidence, the 'treasure' that the old man said is Roswell's oil field." Chen Jianqiu said, "There is no such thing as a family secret, if you insist on saying that there is, it may be to let you embrace new things and the future." ”

Astor let out a long sigh.

He had no interest in the treasure of gold, but suddenly felt that this journey to the west was like a dream.

"Don't worry, you have to believe your old man, he said that there is a treasure, it is a treasure." Chen Jianqiu had a smile on his face.

At first, Astor was not familiar with this smile, but the more he got back, the more he understood what it meant.

Sean knew best what the smile meant.

"Uh, do you need me to do anything?" Astor suddenly became vigilant, "Let's talk about it first, how much the price should be, don't expect me to make too many concessions." ”

"No, I just hope you'll provide me with some builders and raw materials when the time comes, that's fine, right?" Chen Jianqiu said.

"Okay, but I don't have a lot of resources at my disposal in New Mexico." Astor agreed.

A week has passed.

Headquartered in New York and Cleveland, both have excellent appraisers and accountants, as well as strong teams of lawyers.

They quickly figured it out, and the two sons seemed to be in a hurry to go back for Christmas, so the deal was quickly struck.

The words are signed in the morning, and the train is in the afternoon.

As for Astor and Chen Jianqiu's side, all the formalities have basically been completed, as long as Chen Jianqiu delivers the gold to the butler, the agreement will automatically take effect.

"If there is anything to tell my housekeeper directly, I guess I will take the time to come over next year." At the train station, the well-dressed Astor IV said to Chen Jianqiu, who had come to see him off, "I think we are business partners now." ”

Chen Jianqiu smiled without saying a word, and sent the young master to the car with the housekeeper, and then watched the train go away.

Except for the housekeepers, there are people who can't go home for Christmas.

Rockefeller Jr. brought in his team, from Ohio and Texas, who had been called on a week earlier to work on an oil production and refinery project in New Mexico.

There is no Christmas because Standard Oil's board of directors wants to see the assessment report by January 30.

These men will return to Roswell with Chen Jianqiu and them.

Before Chen Jianqiu left, he went to visit Scott again, but the old man was not in Santa Fe.

From his henchmen, Chen Jianqiu learned that he had just set off for Albuquerque in the morning, where his second base camp was located.

The old man also made a special trip to ask his henchmen to leave a letter for him.

It seems that it is the same all over the world, and the old man is also very busy during the festive season.

Chen Jianqiu returned to the hotel, went to Camilla's room and chatted for a while, and then returned to his room.

He lay on his bed and opened Scott's letter, which still told him to quickly pack up the Rockefeller, and told him to take the letter to a Lincolnshire judge named Milner for help if necessary.

Chen Jianqiu was reading the letter, when suddenly there was a knock on the door outside the room.

Who is it so late?

He took the letter, rolled over and got out of bed, walked to the door, and opened it a crack.

A bearded face appeared in the doorway.

It's Abiot.

Chen Jianqiu opened the door and looked left and right into the corridor.

No one else.

He let Abiot in.

"Didn't you say you'd gather tomorrow?" Chen Jianqiu asked.

"There's a message, I don't know if it's useful to you." Abiott said to Chen Jianqiu, "Scott asked me to kill two people. ”

"Who?" Chen Jianqiu frowned.

"Two Mexicans." Abiot pulled an envelope out of his bosom and poured out two black-and-white photographs from it.

Chen Jianqiu took the black and white photo and looked at it.

It's the ordinary-looking Mexican cowboy that can be seen all over the streets of Santa Fe.

"What are these two people about?" Chen Jianqiu handed the photo back to Arbiot.

"The old man called me into the office before he left in the morning, but he didn't say it, and I didn't ask." "He only gave me the addresses of these two men, in an adobe house outside the city," Abiot replied. ”

"I took a look in the afternoon and found that these two men didn't have any serious careers, and from my years of experience as bounty hunters, they should also be doing shady work."

Chen Jianqiu thought about it and guessed what Abiot meant.

Scott, the old man, is doing something nasty again.

He put on his fur coat, holstered his gun, put on his cowboy hat, and walked with Abiot to the outside of Hanif's room.

He knocked on Hanif's door.

Hanif came out with half his head out, saw Abiot, and rolled his eyes.

"Don't roll over the fish's eyes, bring your weapons and come with me." Chen Jianqiu said to Hanif.

"Hah, there's work." Hanif's head shrank back.

In less than half a minute, the door opened again, and heavily armed bounty hunters appeared in the doorway.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Jianqiu knocked on Camilla's door again.

Since you have made a move, you have to be foolproof, and you have come.

After a while, four people and four horses appeared on the streets of Santa Fe.

Except for Chen Jianqiu, the other three were all once famous bounty hunters.

Led by Abiot, the four rode out of the city and soon arrived at their destination.

It is a lonely adobe hut located behind a small hill and is bare around with only a few large stones.

In the windows of the adobe huts, there was a faint light.

Chen Jianqiu and the four of them dismounted about 100 meters away from the adobe house.

They tied their horses to the stones and crept under the windows of the adobe houses.

They leaned against the window and quietly listened to the movement inside.

Inside the room came a conversation between two men, speaking Spanish.

Of them, Camila was the only one who could understand Spanish, but judging by the look on her face, it seemed that things were not that simple.

Chen Jianqiu didn't think about it, with a wave of his hand, the four of them rushed in directly.

The adobe house was dimly lit, and in front of the door was a table with a kerosene lamp on it, and two Mexicans were sitting at the table discussing something.

The Mexican who was facing the gate among them saw Chen Jianqiu who flashed through the door, and reached out to touch the gun on his waist, but Chen Jianqiu shot through the palm of his hand, and the blood did not stop.

The other, when he was about to get up and run away, was shot in the calf by Camilla behind Chen Jianqiu, and fell to the ground wailing.

Hanif and Abiot rushed forward, one on one side, and instantly controlled the two injured Mexicans.

"There are other people in the house." Camila said to Chen Jianqiu.

Just now under the window outside, she learned from the conversation between the two. The two men take Scott's task and ask them to kill a person with status.

However, the two men felt that the victim still had oil and water to squeeze on his body, so they took out the man's pocket watch, lied to Scott that the mission had been completed, and then tied the man to the ticket.

They were going to drain the man's oil and water and tear up the ticket.

In their opinion, this should not be considered a breach of contract.

Chen Jianqiu took the kerosene lamp on the table and began to search in the room.

The room wasn't big, and he soon found the entrance to a basement.

When he opened the trap that covered the entrance and brought the kerosene lamp close to the entrance to the basement, he saw a man tied up and thrown underneath.

His mouth was gagged with a rag and he couldn't speak, and he screamed "hmm" towards the mouth of the cave.

Chen Jianqiu saw the man's face clearly by the light of the kerosene lamp.

He knew this man.

Scott's lawyer, Matt Dylan.

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(End of chapter)