"Chen, you"

In the light of the brazier, Roosevelt watched the scene and was dumbfounded.

He wanted to say something, but he soon noticed the strangeness and regained his composure.

Chen Jianqiu turned to the side, holding the gun in one hand to Pinker's heart, and unloading the rifle in his hand with the other.

He expertly touched Pink Kerkin's waist, pulled a revolver from his holster, and in the blink of an eye, emptied the bullets from the magazine.

Chen Jianqiu's hand did not stop, but skillfully walked upstream.

His hand reached into Pink Ker's coat and pulled out a revolver.

"Don't touch it, there's no gun."

Pinker raised his hands and skimmed Chen Jianqiu, who was searching him, with his peripheral eyes.

"Take your shoes off."

The golden revolver in Chen Jianqiu's hand glittered in the firelight, so flashing that Pinker's eyes couldn't open.

But he knew that the direction of the muzzle of the revolver never deviated from his heart.

Pink bent down to untie his shoelaces.

"No hands."

Chen Jianqiu's voice sounded again.

Pink stepped on the heel of his own shoe and took one of his boots off.

Chen Jianqiu kicked over the boot.

Another revolver fell out of the boot.

Similarly, there is one in the other boot.

At this time, there were already five guns on the ground, one spear, and four revolvers, as if they were setting up a stall.

"The firepower is quite strong." Chen Jianqiu glanced at the gun on the ground.

At this time, there were already people in the police behind Pinker who were ready to move.

"If anyone dares to move, I can guarantee that you and your boss will die at the same time."

Chen Jianqiu's left hand rested on his other gun, which was still in the holster.

He didn't say big things.

In the words of an old ruffian like Holiday , Chen Jianqiu's current "American-style home" has been practiced to a point where he can't even understand it.

"Chen, what the hell is going on, can you explain it?"

Roosevelt asked calmly.

"Didn't you keep asking me where that black buddy went? He's really going to wander around, but not in town. ”

Chen Jianqiu leaned into Pinker's ear, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"According to him, there is a locked box in the attic of your ranch's warehouse with a lot of valuable things in it."

Pinker's expression froze instantly.

The veins on his temples bulged.

It can be seen that he is trying to restrain his anger.

Next, Chen Jianqiu told him what Sean told him last night.

Last night.

Sean followed Chen Jianqiu's instructions and sneaked into Pinker's ranch when it was dark.

He rounded the sights of several cowboys and searched several houses in the ranch, eventually finding a large locked box in the attic corner of the warehouse.

This kind of lock is not a problem at all for blacks.

He felt the darkness and quickly broke the lock.

The black man took out a candle and lit it, covered it with his hand, and looked into the box by the faint light of the candle.

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.

It's full of all sorts of valuable things.

There are cash notes, broken gold, and all kinds of gold and silver thimbles, rings, necklaces, etc.

He also saw several gold teeth, glittering in the corners of the chest.

"Hey, I found it."

Sean knew that this should be the "stolen goods" that Chen Jianqiu told him.

He pulled out a silver pocket watch and opened the cover.

A black-and-white photograph on the cover catches Sean's eye.

A man and a woman were smiling happily at him.

The black man suddenly realized that both of them must have been burned to charcoal, and suddenly his back was cold, and he felt a little crazy.

He put the watch back in the box and rummaged through it to see if there was anything more valuable.

However, at this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

Sean hurriedly blew out the candle and gently closed the lid of the box again.

He took out the dagger that Chen Jianqiu had given him from his boots, hid in a corner of the attic, and looked beyond the attic floor to the wooden door of the warehouse.

The door was opened.

A lantern appeared at the doorway.

The man with the lantern walked in and hung it on a pillar in the warehouse.

He carried a box and sat down under the pillar.

By the light of the lantern, Sean could see the face of the visitor clearly.

It's Pinker.

He didn't seem to mean to climb up to the attic, but sat there with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

Sean was relieved.

But if this person doesn't leave, he can't leave for the time being.

So he continued to crouch in the corner, observing the movement below.

About an hour later.

There was another sound of shredded footsteps outside the door.

"Tuk-tuk."

Someone was knocking continuously, very lightly, but very quickly.

Pink stood up, walked over to the door and opened it.

A man in a cloak walked in.

"You came out undetected, did you?" Pink asked, turning back to sit back on the box.

"The lord and the young lady are asleep, and two of the new guests have not returned, and the other has also slept, and I have been out of the pasture for a long time before I get on the horse."

A female voice came from under the hood.

"What are you doing with me so late?"

The woman lifted her hood, and at the same time, the black man saw the woman's face clearly.

In fact, there is no need to look, black people also know who is coming.

The Roosevelt family's nanny, Catherine.

How did these two get together?

"Roosevelt was tracking down the sheep that were missing from Moore's ranch." Pinker sat down on the box and said with his head down.

"Did he find it?" Catherine asked eagerly.

"No, the sheep are in my fold. I took Parker to check them, how could they find out. ”

Pinker pointed in the direction of the ranch sheepfold.

"Then hurry up and find a way to sneak out of this batch of sheep." Catherine's brow furrowed.

"Dozens of branded sheep are too conspicuous to be dealt with and made up for a while. Most of all, I always had the feeling that someone was watching the ranch. It's a very bad feeling. ”

Pink stood up and began pacing back and forth in the warehouse.

Sean subconsciously shrunk his neck.

"It's been more than a year, hasn't the master found out about us? He won't be able to find out this time. The babysitter began to pray.

Pink shook his head and sighed.

"This time it's different, there is a Chinese named Chen Jianqiu, this person is bottomless."

"I wanted to blame the Indians, but I didn't know what he did."

Catherine panicked, and she grabbed Pink by the sleeve:

"Pinker, let's go, while he hasn't found out yet!"

"We have so much money to go to a new place and buy a ranch and start a new life, and the west is so big, we must be able to start over, right?"

Pink was irritated, and he shook off Catherine:

"What about Parker? Parker: What are they going to do? ”

"We can give them the money, yes"

"Nope! As soon as we leave, we admit that we did it! Have you forgotten how we got here? I'm fed up with being hunted down and hiding in Tibet! ”

Pink rejected Catherine's offer, and he continued to walk back and forth.

Suddenly, he stopped and looked at the nanny:

"Catherine, do you have a way to get Roosevelt's daughter out alone?"

Hearing Pinker's words, Catelyn took two steps back, like a frightened rabbit:

"No, you can't hurt Alice, you can't hurt the master, I will never allow you to do this!"

One of her hands was already clenched into a fist, resting on her chest, biting her lip and shaking her head desperately.

Pink stepped forward quickly and took Catherine in his arms.

He comforted the woman in his arms:

"No, no, no, Catherine, I'm not going to hurt them, I just want them to go back to the east sooner."

Catherine still refused, and she broke free from Pinker's arms:

"No, I won't agree with you doing this, it's impossible, Alice, she's still young, and the lord is so good to us"

Pink chased after him, grabbed the babysitter's shoulders and shook desperately, and shouted at her:

"Catherine, don't you understand? You can't hold the fire in the paper! If Roosevelt hadn't gone, we wouldn't have had a good life! ”

"If he leaves, no one will pursue this matter anymore, and I will naturally become a sheriff, and we can live in peace!"

He brushed away the nanny's loose hair with his hand, wiped the tears from her cheeks, looked her straight into the eyes, and said softly:

"Catherine, you love me, don't you? I swear, when this is over, I'll wash my hands and never do it again! We get married! Lots and lots of children."

With Pinker's comfort, Catherine gradually calmed down.

The two of them began to talk to each other, and their voices were so small that Sean couldn't hear them.

They hugged and went into the shadows where the horse light could not be found.

For the rest of the day, Sean in the attic was tormented.

His auditory sense was greatly affected, but there was no visual or tactile input.

So blacks can only rely on their imagination.

Fortunately, this situation did not last long.

After a while, two disheveled men reappeared under the lantern and walked out of the warehouse together.

Sean was a little resentful.

This dissatisfaction, one of which comes from the moral accusation of the two, Roosevelt treated the two well, but reaped the betrayal.

The second is why in a warehouse where you know that there is no one, you have to hide in the dark when you communicate with each other.

He crept out of the ranch and spat in the direction of the warehouse:

"Phew, a dog man and a woman!"

(End of chapter)