Just as Chen Jianqiu was giving Browning a design assignment, a horse galloped from the direction of the town.

The person who came was Shawn, the postmaster of Roswell Town.

The black man stopped his horse in front of Chen Jianqiu and jumped off the horse.

He handed a letter to Chen Jianqiu.

The letter looked rather elegant, tightly sealed with wax and stamped with a red stamp.

Chen Jianqiu recognized this poke.

The pattern on it is the family coat of arms of the Astor family.

Although these families in the United States are only more than 100 years old at most.

In the eyes of the real aristocracy in Europe, they were nothing more than a bunch of nouveau riche with no background.

But these American upstarts have never been presumptuous.

They also followed the example of the European aristocracy and made a complete set.

Chen Jianqiu opened the envelope and began to read the letter carefully.

In the letter, Astor said that a friend of his was in trouble in the Dakota area and hoped that Mr. Chen's Border Detective Agency would give him some help.

Chen Jianqiu looked at it while wondering which branch was closer.

That place is a bit far away.

But when he saw the name of Astor's friend, the corners of his mouth began to curl slightly.

After reading the letter, Chen Jianqiu raised his head.

Browning was still squeezing his few hairs, and the others were testing the guns on the table, and only Asuka looked in the direction of the north.

"Homesick?" Chen Jianqiu walked to the side of the bird and asked.

Asuka retracted his gaze and nodded:

"Well, every spring, on the grassland under Mount Braque, wildflowers bloom all over the mountain."

He looked at the desert in front of him and said softly.

Chen Jianqiu put the letter away and stuffed it into his pocket:

"Let's go to the Dakota."

Two days later, Chen Jianqiu took Asuka and Sean on the train to the north.

Trains enter Colorado from New Mexico and from south to north through Colorado and Wyoming into the Dakota area.

At that time, the Dakota area had not yet been divided into South Dakota and North Dakota, nor was it stated, but only a collection of the first two and Montana.

Chen Jianqiu did not transfer people from the detective agency this time, nor did he bring anyone from the Long Xiang group.

"Boss, why did you go in person?"

On the train, Sean complained.

For the past few weeks, he felt like his ass was rotten.

Arriving in Cota from New Mexico is basically a journey through the United States from south to north.

"Because I'm the best."

Chen Jianqiu's answer was too short to refute.

"Boss, why don't we bring more people over?"

Blacks, as always, have all kinds of problems.

"Not enough money." Chen Jianqiu gave another reason that seemed to be very reasonable, but it was completely unreasonable, "In addition, if you have more problems, don't receive your salary next month." ”

The three of them got off the train at Pierre, then mounted their horses and headed for Mont Braque.

Ten years earlier, the Battle of Little Big Horn had been won by the Indians, but it did not stop the Union army from taking the sacred mountain.

By the time Chen Jianqiu and the others arrived at Burak Mountain.

Hani Peak still towers into the sky.

The grasslands below the mountains are still turquoise as far as the eye can see.

But there was not a single Sioux in the vicinity.

It's now a gold digger's paradise.

Some of the Sioux were driven further north, and the U.S. Army continued to drive them.

The other tribes, many like the one of the birds, perished.

"Don't go into the mountains, it's sad to go in." Chen Jianqiu looked at the bird and said to him earnestly.

Asuka knelt on the lawn and bowed down in the direction of the mountain.

By the time he stood up again, the sadness on his face was gone.

In the past few years by Chen Jianqiu's side, Flying Bird has grown a lot.

He learned to control his emotions.

The trade-off, however, is that young people will never shed tears again.

The Indians' fate is sealed, but they still have to survive on this continent.

"Let's go." Chen Jianqiu turned around and walked towards his horse, "Let's go further north, maybe you can still meet the old man." ”

Further north, you'll enter North Dacoma.

The surrounding scenery has gradually changed from grasslands, forests, and mountains to hills and ravines, and mounds of earth are exposed.

The Indians called it "Badland," which means desolate and uncultivateable.

However, for Chen Jianqiu, who lives in the Chihuahua Desert all year round, this is nothing at all.

At the very least, there are patches of green pastures.

The sun is setting in the west.

On a mound not far away, a dirt rat was standing on its two hind legs, staring at Sean with its neck extended.

This soil slope rat looks very fat.

The black man raised his bolt-action rifle and aimed it at the slope rat.

Just as he was about to shoot, a huge black shadow swooped down from mid-air, killing the poor little one with a single claw.

"You damn bird! Rob my prey again! Sean raised his gun and shouted at the corn in the sky.

But the corn didn't mean anything about the birds, and disappeared without a trace with the prey, not knowing where to go for its dinner.

"Eh, Boss, our dinner was stolen by corn!" Sean turned his head and wanted to complain to Chen Jianqiu.

But he found that Chen Jianqiu was studying the map with the two of them.

"Boss, we can't seem to find our place." Asuka looked at the map and had a headache.

Chen Jianqiu took advantage of the setting sun to carefully study the map, and then looked up at the surrounding landscape.

There are no roads in this place and there are no human tracks.

He could only roughly judge where he was now, and it should be not far from his destination, Shepherd Dog Town.

"Let's go north first." Chen Jianqiu put away the map, "Find a place to spend the night, and make dinner by the way." ”

The three men rode north for more than half an hour.

The corn also seemed to be well fed and drunk, and flew back, hovering over their heads.

It was getting dark.

Suddenly, I heard an eagle whistle in the air.

"Look, boss, there's a ranch there!" Sean excitedly pointed in the direction of the horizon not far away.

Chen Jianqiu looked in the direction that Sean was pointing.

The silhouettes of two small cabins appeared in his field of vision.

The hut was surrounded by a fence, and inside the fence it was faintly possible to see a small number of sheep.

"Let's go, let's ask for directions, and by the way, see if we can borrow a night or something." Chen Jianqiu said to the two behind him.

The three of them rode horses and slowly swayed to the gate of the ranch.

The sheep had returned to the pen, and it was pitch black inside the hut.

"Anyone?" Chen Jianqiu shouted loudly.

No one agreed.

There was silence in the pasture, save for the sheep staring at them in a low-key manner.

"Anyone?" This time, Chen Jianqiu raised his voice.

But still no one answered.

"The master is out of the house?" Sean tilted his head, "Why don't we go in and have a look." ”

However, just as they were about to drive their horses into the pasture, approaching the two cabins.

The door to one of the rooms was slammed open.

A woman who looked to be in her thirties appeared in the doorway with a gun.

She held her gun and pointed it at the three men outside the ranch while shouting at them:

"Stay away from my ranch!"

At the same time, the windows of another house were opened.

An old man stood in the window, also holding a gun pointed at them, looking like an old dog.

Chen Jianqiu rode on his horse and looked at the two men with guns.

In the west, he was used to this way of greeting.

"Take it easy, don't be nervous, we're just passing through! Let's see if we can stay! ”

Sean climbed off his horse and tried to clear up the misunderstanding.

However, the woman did not let her guard down in the slightest:

"No! Accommodation is not available! Her voice sounded harsh like a broken gong, "How far and how far?" ”

"We can pay you." Sean took two steps forward as he reached into his clothes and prepared to pull out the bills.

"Bang!"

The gun in the woman's hand went off.

A cloud of dust splashed in front of the black man, causing him to jump backwards in fright.

"Holy, this really shoots!" Sean scolded.

Chen Jianqiu was still looking at this ranch.

There was no other place to hide people, and it seemed that there were really only these two people in the ranch.

Husband and wife?

Not quite like it, the age difference is a bit big.

Father?

It doesn't seem quite right.

"Let's go." Chen Jianqiu turned the horse's head and hooked his hand at Sean, "Don't stand and be embarrassed, let's find a place to camp nearby." ”

For some well-known reason, the main line may need to be paused for a while, leaving the blonde boy Hawley in the union for a while, and then continuing after two days to plug in a very important branch.