"Chen, why didn't you tell me this during the day? You can stop this from happening! ”

Roosevelt asked, the firelight flickering on his lenses, making it impossible to see his eyes behind them.

"If I were to say to you directly during the day, would you believe me, or would you believe him?"

"Is it to believe a white policeman who has been with you for a long time? Or a Chinese guy you've just met? ”

Chen Jianqiu pointed at Pinker and said with a smile.

"Even if you believe me, and directly ask him about the crime during the day, then he will be a corpse in the wilderness now."

Roosevelt was silent.

"Do you think, then, that Mr. Roosevelt will believe you if you say it now?"

Pinker looked at Chen Jianqiu, then at Roosevelt.

"Mr. Roosevelt, these words of his are nothing but fabrications out of thin air, and there is no evidence for them."

"Do you want to go to your ranch now? Look at the box in your attic and the sheep in the sheepfold? ”

"Or, bring your friend who is still in the police station over and confront him?"

Chen Jianqiu's every word struck Pinker's heart.

Sweat ran down his forehead.

"Do you think I'm lying to you? Well? ”

Chen Jianqiu took out a golden brooch from his pocket, on which was engraved with an initial.

Roosevelt took the brooch from his hand and held it in his hand and observed it repeatedly.

He recognized it as the name of a rancher who had been destroyed earlier.

Roosevelt's face flashed with astonishment and disappointment.

"So, you really kidnapped my daughter?"

He stared at Pinker.

"Hahaha!"

Pinker suddenly burst out laughing, and his usual expression, like a dead fish, suddenly came alive, but it was still more ugly than crying.

His body kept shaking, as if he had heard some of the funniest jokes.

"So what?"

Pink looked up, like a different person.

"Most of the police officers present are my good brothers who were born and died, but there are only two of you, as for these volunteers and circus people, do you think they will work for you?"

He stared at Roosevelt viciously.

"If you want to blame you, you can only blame Roosevelt for being blind. As for you"

Pinker turned to Chen Jianqiu: "Even if you kill me, you won't be able to get out of here alive!" ”

"So, you're really planning to kill me, rather than just letting me go?"

Roosevelt tried to suppress his tone, but he was even more worried about his daughter.

"He just doesn't have a chance, killing a sheriff from the east has too bad an impact, it's better if you can go by yourself, if you don't leave by yourself, he will find a way to make you disappear."

Chen Jianqiu said to Roosevelt.

He walked up to Pink and looked at him with a strange look:

"Are you out of your head?"

Pinker didn't speak, just looked at Chen Jianqiu and sneered.

"Where did you get the courage to say this to us?"

Chen Jianqiu pouted at the bald head and the circus:

"You don't really think they're a circus, do you?"

Everyone else on the scene except the circus, including Roosevelt, was a little baffled.

"Don't you feel like someone is watching your ranch?" Chen Jianqiu snorted, "That's not my people, it's the circus people, it's them investigating your ranch, didn't you find a woman with a double ponytail missing?" ”

Pink gasped.

Chen Jianqiu continued:

"These people are coming for you, although I don't know why it took them more than a year to target you."

He looked over to the circus, and his language was a little mean:

"Although I don't know whether to call you a bounty hunter or a detective, I really can't compliment you on your case-handling skills."

"If Mr. Roosevelt is dark under the lights, then your efficiency is really a bit low, let me go to the detective agency and I would have fired them all,"

The old man with the broken arm stepped forward and coughed awkwardly.

Peers are enemies.

"Well, Mr. Chen is worthy of being the boss of the famous border detective agency, and his eyesight is amazing."

"We're a private detective group, but it's not very big. Commissioned by a relative, a previous victim, to investigate these cases. ”

"I wonder when you found out who we are?"

Chen Jianqiu pouted at the bald head:

"When I was boxing with this guy, he followed the Pinkerton path in all his boxing styles, and I've seen their internal boxing manuals."

The bald head feels like his underwear has been seen through, which is a bit embarrassing.

He cleared his throat and said to Pink and the younger brothers behind him:

"We've got to the bottom of you, you've done things in Minnesota before, and you've had a bounty."

The situation on the scene changed all at once.

The so-called numerical advantage in Pinker's mouth suddenly became gone.

Coupled with the fact that Pinker has been under Chen Jianqiu's control, their situation has taken a turn for the worse

But Pinker's face didn't seem to show any frustration.

He looked at Roosevelt:

"Your daughter is still in my hands! If you don't want your daughter to die, let us go. ”

Roosevelt was unusually resolute:

"Do you think I'm going to promise you? I never make a deal with criminals! ”

"Then I can't guarantee your daughter. Whew~"

Pinker's arrogance didn't last a second.

A foot had already kicked in his ass.

Pink was kicked to the ground.

He was just struggling to get up, only to find that Chen Jianqiu's gun was on his head again.

"You" Pinker felt that this man was a little unreasonable.

"Just because I didn't shoot you doesn't mean I won't beat you."

After speaking, Chen Jianqiu gave him another punch.

The punch made Pink face bloom and blood flowed from his nostrils.

The officers of the Pinker gang were hesitant.

They watched their eldest brother being beaten, but they always threw a bogey.

Chen Jianqiu's muzzle never left Pinker's vital point.

If he really had a shot and Pink would have done it.

But Chen Jianqiu just didn't shoot, but beat him vigorously.

It's not on your own side, and it's not on your side.

Pinker's face was swollen from the beating, and the corners of his eyes were broken.

He lay on the ground, spit out the blood in his mouth, and laughed hysterically at Chen Jianqiu:

"You're going to kill Roosevelt's daughter, he's going to hate you forever"

Chen Jianqiu straightened up, moved his muscles, and asked the one-armed old man who was the head of the circus or the circus detective agency:

"Hasn't your little ponytail girl come back yet? She's good marksmanship, but she's a little shorter. ”

"You're a dwarf!"

A woman's voice came from the night not far away.

After a while, two horses approached.

One horse is Sean, a black man, and the other is sitting with a double ponytail and Alice.

Alice was frightened, and when she saw her father, she burst into tears.

The two dismounted.

The double ponytail sent Alice to Roosevelt's arms, and then turned to Chen Jianqiu's side, with a stinky face:

"You said that my sister is a little girl, and my sister is very happy; But you said that my sister was short, and my sister was not happy. ”

"We met at the ranch and made a little bit of a match." Sean smiled.

Pinker was a little desperate.

His last chance of winning was gone.

However, his despair does not mean that others are despairing.

In the police, Parker, who is his good brother, has already moved his mind.

Pink definitely won't be able to run, and he and the rest of the people still have a chance to run.

If he dies, he will die, anyway, there is not much that is usually given to himself.

Parker's hand touched his waist.

He was ready to shoot Roosevelt and take advantage of the chaos to escape.

Who knows, his gun was forever left in the holster.

Chen Jianqiu noticed his movements.

"Smack" a shot.

Parker's head blossomed.

As soon as the gunshots rang out, the tight strings on both sides broke in an instant, and the scene was suddenly chaotic.

The two sides began to shoot at each other.

Roosevelt held his daughter firmly in his arms.

"You go back first." Chen Jianqiu killed another enemy and said to Roosevelt.

The marksmanship of the double ponytail is really outstanding.

She shoots the enemy's head like an apple, and the human head is much larger than an apple, so as long as she dares to show her head, there is no one who will not end miserably.

Not to be outdone, the bald guy took a troll and rained bullets at the opposite side.

The camp was quickly shattered, and the tents, props, platforms, and fences were shattered.

After all, it was the circus side that was stronger, and with those vigilante volunteers, Pinker's "brothers" were soon either killed or wounded and moaning on the ground.

Catherine, who was about to escape, was caught bald on the edge of town.

She was escorted back to the police station, and the same treatment was given to Pinker, who was tied up on one side.

They will face trial.

(End of chapter)