The meeting ended quickly.

Brannan smiled as he put the rich men into the carriage and watched them leave.

Chen Jianqiu was the last.

He came out of the stable, pulling the ears of the black turnips that were spreading joy.

"Let you relax, not let you harm other people's mares, if you come out in a lifetime, who is it?"

Chen Jianqiu rolled his eyes and scolded at the ears of the black radish.

The black radish is not afraid of the sky, dares to wear bullets and bullets, and dares to fight the wolves alone, but he has no temper at all in front of this master.

It drooped its head, "chirped" twice, and carried Chen Jianqiu to the gate.

"Mr. Chen, don't forget to come over next week."

Brannan smiled and waved at him.

Chen Jianqiu took off his hat and saluted back, then turned around and left Brannan's house.

Watching Chen Jianqiu's back disappear at the end of the road, the smile on Brannan's face disappeared instantly, and his face sank like water.

"Mr. Brannan, you know that this man is inextricably linked to the Knights of California Labor, why don't you expose him directly at the meeting."

The waiter on the side asked.

However, his tone was completely devoid of the humility of a subordinate to his master.

The waiter was the one who had just closed the door, and he unbuttoned the collar of his clothes.

Apparently the dress did not fit him and he was not used to wearing it.

His gray beard was somewhat messy and fluffy, and his face was furrowed.

It made him look a little vicissitudes.

"It's not because you haven't found any tangible evidence until now!" Brannan was a little unhappy, "No wonder you guys were forced out of California by him." ”

"I'm sorry, Mr. Brannan."

The waiter apologized, but there was no apology on his face.

Brannan drags his feet and tries to do things without a showdown, which will expose the undercover presence of the Knights of Labor.

But it's also possible that it's not his Brannan people, and he doesn't care at all.

"This man is very powerful, and we still have no evidence that he set fire to Pinkerton in San Francisco. If it weren't for the rapid expansion of the Border Detective Agency, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to understand it by now. ”

"Like now?" Brannan said with a hint of sarcasm, "It's ironic to think that the Labor Knights, which started with PAI Hua, actually relied on Chinese workers to unify the union in California. ”

He finally glanced at the waiter.

"What? Do you still want to go back to California through this? ”

The waiter shook his head: "Don't worry, we are very professional, one yard is one yard, since we have collected your money, we will do your things well." ”

"As for our accounts with him, we will settle them slowly."

Brannan straightened his clothes: "It's better to do this, hurry up and contact your undercover agent and ask him to find evidence." ”

With that, he turned around and walked back to his mansion.

However, the waiter did not leave.

He looked in the direction of Chen Jianqiu's departure and didn't speak for a long time.

The founder of Pinkerton, Mr. Aaron Pinkerton, died two years ago.

The Irish cooper bit his tongue after falling while going out and died of a wound infection (Author's note: True!). ）。

His two sons are caught up in a struggle for control of the detective agency and have no time to look to the west.

Plus the explosive expansion of the Border Detective Agency in the West.

The Pinkerton Detective Agency has been completely squeezed out of the West.

The old man, disguised as a waiter, decided to return to the mountains after hearing that his apprentice had been kicked out of the Pinkerton Detective Agency, and had already enjoyed retirement on the ranch.

As one of the earliest employees of the Pinkerton Detective Agency in the West, he couldn't bear to see the country he had laid down with his own hands, and he was lost.

He is the only person alive in the original Pinkerton's "Three Heroes of the West": Heilman.

"Chen Jianqiu, you killed my brother and abolished my apprentice, our account, I will settle it with you this time!"

"Ahh

Chen Jianqiu sneezed.

He sat on the sofa in the living room of Hanif's house and said nothing.

Hanif, who was standing on the sidelines, was a little weak-hearted.

His wife came over with a cup of coffee.

Hanif took the coffee from his wife's hand and carefully handed it to Chen Jianqiu.

Chen Jianqiu took the coffee.

Half of Hanif's heart fell.

If you are willing to take your own coffee, it should not be too much of a problem.

But immediately after Chen Jianqiu's words, the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.

"Holly, that ghost is out of the house, you know?" Chen Jianqiu took a sip of coffee and stared at Hanif with his eyes, "All the plans and matters related to the strike have been leaked out. ”

Hanif suddenly felt cold from top to bottom.

"No way, my undercover agents have been watching, but anyone who has access to the core plan of the strike is being stared at." He muttered quietly.

"Bring me the information about the three undercover agents you have with Hawley." Chen Jianqiu ordered.

Hanif didn't dare to slack off, and walked quickly to his study.

After a while, he walked out with three brown paper bags in his hands.

Chen Jianqiu took the three paper bags from Hanif's hand.

Each paper bag was sealed with wax and artificially covered with a dusty layer that could be seen if someone had touched it slightly.

"Letter opener." Chen Jianqiu stretched out his hand to Hanif.

The paper bag was opened, and Chen Jianqiu sat on the sofa, drinking coffee while browsing the information of the three undercover agents.

Neville Duncan, formerly known as Mark Simon, was a senior undercover agent of the former Pinkerton Detective Agency, recruited by Hanif himself,

He has worked in gold mines near Utah and Sacramento, as well as a Pacific Railroad as a miner and railroad worker, and is now a dock worker.

Chen Jianqiu noticed that Hanif had made a note in very small handwriting under his information: This person is greedy for money.

Andriy Gordon, formerly known as Unknown, Fitter, is a former Pinkerton Detective Agency informant who became a Pinkerton detective after the detective was hired by Hanif.

Originally, according to the rules, this line was a dark line, and the identity was only known to the detective and the informant himself.

But it just so happened that the detective quit his job and was about to go home to inherit the family property, so the line fell directly into Hanif's hands.

Ryan Bowen, lumberjack.

This man was a real worker, and Hanif met him while dealing with the lumberyard boss to deal with the surrounding bandits.

Hanif found Bowen to be brave and witty, with the only downside being that he was a little radical from time to time.

This is one of the reasons why he was able to infiltrate the Knights of Labor.

Chen Jianqiu finished reading the information of these three people.

Judging from the description in the data, all three people have their own problems:

Duncan is greedy for money, Bowen is extreme, and Gordon is the least clear of the three.

Chen Jianqiu stuffed the materials back into the bag and looked at Hanif with an expressionless face.

Hanif was covered in hair.

An idea struck him.

After reading the information of these three people, the boss won't think that he is the undercover agent, right?

But Hanif's choice of these three people does have his reasons.

First, they have been in ambush for a long time in the Knights of Labor, although for various reasons they have not been able to get along; Second, in his opinion, the business ability of these three people is okay, at least helping Hawley unify the California labor union.

On a certain level.

These three people are the most suitable candidates.

But fortunately, Chen Jianqiu did not continue to embarrass Hanif.

He handed the three paper bags to Hanif and made a request that seemed to him the most unwise at the moment:

"Arrange for me to meet with Hawley."

(End of chapter)