Browning resigned to Chen Jianqiu, and he was going to go back to Montrose first, and then to Ogden.

He had to put the drawings in order, and then a lot of things needed to be arranged.

Before leaving, Browning made a list for Chen Jianqiu, which included some basic equipment, and other larger ones, which he needed to purchase in person.

According to the results of Chen Jianqiu's communication with him, this Chinese does not want to make a small fuss, and he intends to let everyone from Philadelphia to New York who loves to solve problems by force use his gun.

It doesn't matter what his class, what his skin color is.

Therefore, the machine should be the most advanced and the people should be the best.

Browning declined to comment on the idea.

He doesn't care who uses his gun, he only ensures that the gun he designed is easy to use.

This is the professional ethics of a firearms designer.

For a week after saying goodbye to Browning, Chen Jianqiu stayed at Roswell.

This month's oil convoy is time to set off again.

If there were any more problems with this batch of oil, Meyer would have submitted his resignation directly to Rockefeller.

According to the inside information he obtained from Astor's housekeeper, Rockefeller, for his part, was already considering abandoning the refinery.

A refinery that can't ship oil and doesn't produce a lot of oil is meaningless to a standard trust.

He wanted to see what Lynch and the Pinkerton detectives were going to do with the mission.

In the afternoon, Chen Jianqiu was working with Zhang Danian in the experimental field with a hoe.

The water of the river in Péx is flowing out of the freshly dug canals and into the ravines between each row of seedlings in the fields, moistening the barren soil.

"Da, da, da~"

The sound of horses' hooves suddenly reached Chen Jianqiu's ears.

He straightened up and looked up.

A horse galloped in from the direction of Newtown.

The horse came to the edge of the ridge, and Li Sifu jumped off the horse.

Chen Jianqiu handed the hoe in his hand to a Chinese beside him, and walked over to Li Sifu himself.

"Boss, their convoy is ready to go." Li Sifu said eagerly to Chen Jianqiu.

"So fast?" Chen Jianqiu patted the dirt and ash on his body.

"Well, notify in the morning, pull people, the tanker trucks are ready, and we will leave at noon."

"This time it's the route that Lynch and the Pinkerton Detective have discussed, and the others don't know about it." Li Sifu said, "All the detectives and factory guards are ready to go with the transport team. ”

"Oh? Meyer has made a lot of money? Chen Jianqiu wanted to laugh a little.

The cost of the Pinkerton detectives' escort was not cheap, and Meyer was anxious this time.

Li Sifu scratched his head and continued: "But this time, I found something different. ”

"Huh?" Chen Jianqiu's eyes narrowed, and he became interested.

Li Sifu's observation is very keen, which is one of the reasons why he likes this young man.

"This time, the team is much longer than the previous one, even twice as long. It stands to reason that a refinery simply can't produce that much oil in a month. Li Sifu tapped his index finger on his palm and said, clearly organized.

"Well, go ahead." Chen Jianqiu motioned for Li Sifu to continue.

"In addition, this time, the team, except for those detectives and the factory protection team, the others have changed our people, and the descendants of Meyer who brought over at the beginning are no longer used, but it seems that they are loading oil tanks."

"Plus, they don't let our people carry any weapons."

Chen Jianqiu's hand touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

With Chinese workers?

The first few times the tanker truck was stolen or robbed, which made Meyer suspicious, suspecting that there were ghosts in the lineage, so he used a newcomer?

No, he understands that although he has no prejudices against Chinese workers, he will never believe in Chinese workers, otherwise, he would not use his own lineage from the beginning.

Nine times out of ten, Lynch and those Pinkerton detectives made the decision.

Don't let bring weapons?

According to normal logic, if you really trust the Chinese workers, they will definitely be equipped with weapons and retreat from the enemy with the armed men of the escort team.

Thiago's gang of robbers, although their combat effectiveness is average, they really want to fight, the bullets do not have long eyes, and the unarmed Chinese workers will only be slaughtered.

Moreover, if they rob hard, even if these people upgrade their weapons and are equipped with a Gatling, they are not the opponents of the factory guards and the Pinkerton detectives, and they will inevitably end up in a group of annihilations.

This time, to grab or not to rob?

Chen Jianqiu stood on the edge of the ridge and looked out.

Roswell, which was once desolate, is now a vibrant, grassless land that now grows green seedlings; On the construction site and in the fields, there are busy Chinese workers everywhere.

The wind of the North American continent, blowing across his cheeks, was dry and warm.

It's April, and he doesn't have time.

Now that Rockefeller was ready to give up the place, he couldn't let the hopes of the oil barons rekindle.

Chen Jianqiu decided to kick this in the door, giving Rockefeller a reason to abandon the refinery.

"Inform the birds, the old team members, in ten minutes, in the grain store, everyone will gather!"

The convoy of the refinery has never been as long as it is today.

Lynch and Captain Dolby rode at the front of the group, Meyer followed, and a large group of Pinkerton detectives and guards armed to the teeth were distributed in the front, center, and rear of the group.

And what they were staring at was the long line of oil transportation.

"Tim, this plan should be fine, right?" Meyer looked at the Chinese workers driving the carriage and felt a little uneasy.

It was also shortly before his departure that he learned about Lynch's plan.

"Do you not believe in the Pinkerton Detective Agency, or do you not believe in Lynch?" Captain Dolby looked at Meyer with some disdain.

He had never looked down on this shrewd and stingy manager.

As a manager, he is a good-looking family dog; But as a colleague, he is not a person who people want to get along with.

"Mr. Lynch first worked in the Pinkerton Detective Agency, and his younger brother was called the 'Western Twins' of the Detective Agency.

Captain Dolby was about to continue, but one of the detectives behind him coughed.

Dolby reacted suddenly, knew that he was speechless, and quickly closed his mouth.

Little Lynch is dead, and he really can't open any pot.

However, Tim Lynch's face did not show too many waves, and he waved to a member of the factory protection team behind him.

The man was almost at Lynch's side, and a burst of loess rose behind him.

Lin Qi turned his face sideways and asked in a low voice, "Is there any movement over there Chen Jianqiu?" ”

The man shook his head: "Before we left, he seemed to be still doing farm work in the fields south of town. ”

Lynch closed his eyes.

The people next to him didn't dare to squeak.

For all this time, he has been following his captain, Tim Lynch, to track down the disappearance of Lynch Jr.

But in recent days, Lynch has not let him follow.

I don't know if my captain has traced the results.

When Lynch opened his eyes again, his gaze was solemn, and the whole person seemed to be a different person.

Dolby on the side was also a little surprised, as if he had seen the famous detective who was in the west ten years ago again.

Lynch looked at the Chinese workers in each carriage, his face grim.

Chen Jianqiu, if you really care about your people, then get out of your fortress.

I have an account, I want to settle it with you!