Pinkerton Detective Agency, the first private detective agency in the United States.

It was founded in 1850 by Aaron Pinkerton, a former Scottish criminal, cooper and Chicago police agent.

During the American Civil War, they formed an organization for President Lincoln's Confederate Army to collect military intelligence on Southern separatist forces, and thus gained the support and trust of the Union.

After the Civil War, when people began to set out for the vast expanse of the West, Pinkerton seized the opportunity.

Taking advantage of the weak law enforcement in the west and the lack of law enforcement between states, they began to provide security assistance to a wide range of industrial owners.

In addition, many of their agents are very capable and good at penetrating the enemy.

So, the Pinkerton Detective Agency gradually grew and grew.

In Chicago, they built up a database of intelligence that was quite good at the time, providing them with the information they needed for their branches across the country.

And Harry Rivers was holding an analysis report sent from Chicago at this time.

"Chen Jianqiu, a Chinese-American businessman, has become a hot figure in Lincolnshire, New Mexico, in less than a year."

In Santa Fe's office, he shared the information with the other detectives in the room.

The detectives sat around a large table, their eyes wandering between the information on the table and their leaders.

There was smoke in the office, but the smoke came from Harry's pipe.

"Chief Lynch is said to have been keeping an eye on this man before he disappeared." A detective said.

"Why 'supposedly'?" Harry keenly caught the detective's words.

The detective was a little embarrassed, so he had to answer honestly: "Because when Chief Lynch was in charge of the western area, the information and materials were closed internally and kept secret from the outside world, and only he and the people around him knew about it." ”

"What about those who know?"

"Both, all disappeared with Chief Lynch."

Everyone present gasped.

"This guy was wanted in Wyoming and Colorado, and he committed pretty horrific crimes in Denver, and the locals knew about it."

Another detective pulled out another document and said.

"Didn't he even change his name?" Harry took a drag on his pipe.

"It's not changed, it's exactly the same."

"Then we just go and arrest him." It was proposed.

"Arrest him? Have you guys been to Lincolnshire and Roswell? Have you ever been to Denver to see it? ”

A hoarse voice suddenly rang out from the very end of the table.

The person who spoke was a detective in his thirties.

His image is very sloppy, his hair is messy, his face is covered with pockmarks, and he is stained, as if he has not washed his face for a long time.

Just now, when everyone was still studying the materials and listening to Harry's "teachings", this person crossed Erlang's legs, leaned back in the chair and covered his face with his hat.

No one in the office knew if he was asleep or not, or that no one noticed him at all.

"Wanted warrants for Colorado and Wyoming have long been taken down! Even the dossier was processed! The person who deals with these things is a veteran of wiping his ass and can't find any clues at all! ”

"There is not a single Lincolnshire who does not speak of his goodness, at least all I have come into contact with; As for Roswell? Do you know how many Chinese there are? Do you know how many militias there are? ”

The pock-faced detective rested his hands behind his head, leaning back in his chair and half-lying down, looking cynical.

"Chinese? Militiaman? Then we have all the more reason to accuse them of threatening national security, and I think we can inform the Federation about this through our connections. ”

The detective who proposed the arrest began to make amends for himself.

"Do you think Washington doesn't know these things?" Mazi said dismissively, "The New Mexico region isn't even an official member of the Federation right now!" ”

"It was formed with the approval of the Republican governor, and the U.S. Army is stationed around, and the citizens of this state have not said anything, what's the use of what you say? Who do you think you are? Politicians? ”

"The Pinkerton Detective Agency is now in a miasma because of you who only know how to talk all day long." He seemed to get angrier and angrier the more he talked.

"Enough! White! You come out with me. ”

Harry interrupts Detective Pockface and leads him out the door to his office.

"White! If you have this attitude every time you go to a meeting, it's really hard for me to keep you here! You might have to go back to Austin. ”

He smoked his pipe and said to the pockmarked face in front of him.

"That's best, I can't stand working with these idiots for a long time." Pock-faced White deliberately amplified his voice and said it to the people in the conference room.

Haney wanted to say something.

Suddenly, a clerk walked in through the door.

"Mr. Rivers, someone came to you and said that Sheriff Pyler introduced him and wanted to talk to you about business."

Harry thought about it for a long time, but he didn't remember who Pyler was.

"Sheriff of Lincolnshire, I gave him your contact card when I went." White turned and walked away, leaving Harry with a word.

"How dare you pretend to be me?!" Harry couldn't hold back his temper no matter how good he was, and angrily scolded, "Where did you get my contact card?" ”

But White only left him with a back, and there was no explanation.

"You study first, I'll come back later." Harry poked his head into the conference room and spoke, then hoisted his pipe and walked towards the reception room.

His anger was still there, his heart was beating very fast, and his face was still red.

However, when Harry walked into the reception room, his blood pressure was higher.

A Chinese businessman in a black cloth robe was sitting on a couch, behind him stood a woman and several heavily armed cowboys.

This Chinese businessman was looking at him with a smile.

And this man's face, Harry had just seen on the materials given to him in Chicago.

"Hello, Mr. Rivers! My name is Chen Jianqiu, it's a pleasure to meet you! ”

Chen Jianqiu stood up and stretched out his hand to Harry.

Harry Rivers subconsciously held Chen Jianqiu's hand, his face a little dazed.

When he reacted and returned to normal, he found that Chen Jianqiu was observing his face with interest.

"Oh, Mr. Chen, right, do you have anything to do with me?" Harry Rivers asked.

"My bank was robbed, according to the preliminary judgment at the scene, it was the thief Jesse James, I heard that you have a lot of experience in chasing this kind of person, so I want to hire you to catch this person for me." Chen Jianqiu said.

"So, excuse me, how much money were you robbed?"

"One hundred and ninety-eight dollars and forty-four cents, sir."

Harry Rivers almost choked on the smoke in his pipe.

His first reaction was that he didn't want to take on this errand, because according to the general situation, there should not be much commission for this case of the subject amount.

But after thinking about it, this is an opportunity to get close to Chen Jianqiu.

"Okay, let's take this case." Harry took a hard puff on his pipe.

(End of chapter)