Jericho Town didn't look the same as before, the people of the town lived peacefully, or a little too peacefully, and even though there was nothing on the wooden gallows erected in the center of the town, people tried to avoid seeing it.

The caravans on the edge of the town were still bustling, and workers in blue overalls numbly carried buckets of water in carts to the caravan area, where they were loaded under the command and supervision of the police.

The two walked into the police station and learned that Sheriff O'Connor had led the team out on an errand today and had not yet returned.

"You might as well have a drink in town, just don't get too drunk." The young policeman who stayed behind said this, and his eyes were a little fiery when he looked at Alexandra.

"It's a pity I have to stay here, or I'll invite you." Alexandra acted as ignorant of it, but Andy was moved by the mention of a drink, it was really unbearable heat in the post-Synagogue camp, and it was time to drink a cool beer to lift their spirits, anyway, Sheriff O'Connor didn't seem to be able to come back for a while, they could just take a break.

Andy takes a circle around the interior of Jericho, a small town that is built by residents except for the large buildings of the waterworks, workers' dormitories, and police stations; If you want to talk about shops, there are only two in total, and one should be a clinic or something like that, and the owner is probably the one who uses drugs indiscriminately

The name of the doctor of "treatment" is another

"Anson's Shop". Although it is not clear whether it is a tavern or not, there are indeed people who come and go full of alcohol, but even if they are drunk, they are silent and nervous, and there are Jericho police officers staring at the area, but if they find any signs of trouble, the person will be immediately transferred to the police station, and if they don't do well, they will change from a happy free man to a sad water factory worker.

As soon as the two entered the door, they saw a man with a hooked nose standing behind the counter in a colored vest with a very pale and stiff face, confronting a drunken woman; I saw that the woman was wearing a leather coat, a pistol pinned to her waist, and her hand was not far from the gun at the moment, she was wearing a white hood on her head, and she was carrying a backpack behind her back, and the leather jacket on her body had many pockets, which looked bulging.

"You.... I don't care about you.... Bastard...."The woman's tongue was a little big when she spoke, and it seemed that she had indeed drunk a lot.

"I advise you to speak well." The man who looked like a bartender responded to the other person's unqualified dialogue in a cold and unforgiving voice, although the words of a woman are the most accustomed everyday words of the wastelanders, but after speaking, you have to take care of all the risks and consequences of it, this is the rule of the wasteland.

"Say that you are x, you are xx." The woman untied the backpack behind her back and threw it aside, Andy glanced at the backpack, and then looked at the clothes she was wearing, surmising that the woman should be a businessman, her backpack fell to the ground crookedly to reveal the contents inside, but no one around moved, even if anyone could see that the woman was drunk, the harsh laws of Jericho Town made criminals have to weigh the huge cost of crime before committing any crime, resulting in the commonplace pit abduction in the wasteland is almost extinct here, I have to say that this is very rare.

The man's expression suddenly began to grow terrified, but the drunken woman was completely unaware of this and continued to chatter.

"You guys in Jericho are goddamn weirdos, you, especially." The woman pointed at the other's nose, and with her other hand she had already grabbed the pistol at her waist.

This move instantly caused the displeasure of many people in the store, and many people who came to drink in this small shop had already put down their wine glasses and watched the conflict silently.

The finger was almost touching the hooked nose, and the man grabbed her finger tightly.

"I haven't seen you much before, and I'm afraid you don't know, so I'll tell you the rules of this shop: here, if anyone dares to cause any trouble in my shop, I'll kill him immediately. I'm done, now, what else do you have to say? The businesswoman drew her fingers roughly, and drew her other hand, but before she could fully raise the pistol, the muzzle of one was aimed at her lower abdomen.

As the shotgun opened fire, the woman flew out at such a close distance, and she landed in front of Andy, who had just entered the door, her eyes still open, and her body almost became two.

Blood splattered on Andy's face, making Andy, who was unexpected, twitch his cheeks. The hook-nosed man put away his shotgun as usual, hid it under the counter again, and then found a fairly clean rag and walked over unhurriedly.

"Sorry, wipe it." When he said this, there was no trace of apology in his expression or tone, but Andy didn't show any pretension, took the rag and wiped the blood from his face.

"You killed her, aren't you afraid of being caught by Sheriff O'Connor to work?" There was no smile or anger on the hook-nosed man's face, just a flat response.

"I'm not afraid, because all those present can testify for me, this ..... Bichi, she's looking for her own death, I know what all this is all about, her caravan was burned clean shortly after it left Jericho. She's screwed, so she chose to be stupid when she got drunk, and I gave her the punishment she deserved, and now, who's going to help me throw the dog's carcass out. Two red-faced men who had been drinking stood up, grabbed the corpse on the ground one after the other, and walked outside, blood dripping to the ground.

Alexandra's gray-blue eyes glanced at it, she knew that these two people were by no means warm-hearted, once the corpse was taken by the two of them to a place where others could not notice, it would be immediately stripped clean, and all the items from head to toe would be taken away for their own use or replaced with bottle caps, and the corpse would be dismembered at will and thrown outside to a place where wild beasts were rampant, and it would be difficult to find a single star in a moment.

The wasteland swallowed up another person in the blink of an eye.

"My name is Anson, this is my shop, you seem to be here for the first time? I'm sure you heard me clearly, there is only one simple and fairly easy rule to follow in this shop. Anson seemed to maintain that cold and silent demeanor forever, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Andy would have thought that the guy who killed people before was someone else.

"Welcome, as you can see, my little shop is very compact, and there are only two kinds of goods here: wine, and women. Just talk to me about whatever you want, there is no second clerk in this store besides me, for the sake of my rudeness just now, I will treat you to a drink.." He grabbed a draught beer glass from under the counter, then unscrewed the tank faucet behind him and filled it with a full glass of bubbling beer.

"Drink, please." Andy drank the beer in one gulp, felt that his thirst had been relieved, refreshed, and when he lowered his head to put the glass, he saw an inconspicuous hole under the counter that was covered by a cloth of the same color.

He subconsciously dodged from the front of the hole, and then saw that Anson didn't mean to give Alexandra a drink, and she also had some blood stains on her body just now, which seemed a little unfair.

Without waiting for him to say anything, Anson suddenly began to complain to himself.

"What a brute, her life is not even worth the price of this bullet, if she doesn't have a cap to pay her arrears, why don't she come to me? Although she is disgusting, as long as she is a woman, she can at least sell meat here, and that's their only value, isn't it? When he said these words, he still did not show any emotion, as if everything was taken for granted.

Andy frowned, not mentioning the extreme thoughts contained in his words, he had a female companion by his side, and as soon as these words came out, serious offense had already occurred.

He glanced at it, and Alexandra acted as if she hadn't heard, whether it was deaf or commonplace, and it was not surprising that as a woman could run away to do slave business with Caesar's legion, which had that kind of extremely hateful dwarf, she really didn't care much about that.

Unexpectedly, Anson had no intention of stopping.

"Do you have any ideas for trying our specialty products?" He brought up a clothes rack from under the counter with three pieces of erotic chest lingerie of different sizes.

"Three young and beautiful stunners, obedient, inexpensive, experienced in a hundred battles, very good at fighting, whether it is supine shooting or crawling marching, you know what I mean, right?" One of Andy's eyebrows raised, frankly speaking, as a normal man, seeing this scene and hearing these words had already made him have an instinctive reaction, maybe after drinking a large glass of beer and activating the blood a little, this reaction was even more intense, and at the moment it was a little painful to be wrapped underneath, so he had to tug his pants covertly.

But after thinking about it, what is this called, the business that Sheriff O'Connor said has not been negotiated, what about Alexandra next to him?

Tell her to order a bottle of wine here and wait for about an hour? Or where to wait outside? Although the two are nominally in an employment relationship, isn't it nonsense to do this.... In the short moment of his silence, Alexandra suggested in a nonchalant tone, as if she had expected it.

"Go in if you want, I'll wait for you here, anyway, it's only about ten minutes." Andy glanced at her with blank eyes, then at Anson.

"No, pour my friend a drink." Anson put away the hanger with a blank face, and then looked at Alexandra for the first time as if he had just seen her.

"Okay, but it's not free, 10 caps, give it to me." Instead of reaching out to Alexandra, he reached out to Andy, and his attitude was obvious.

At this moment, Alexandra put down her arms and stepped forward, pulled out a bottle cap with one hand, and jerked Anson's hand with the other, and then slapped the bottle cap on the counter with his hand.

This time the strength was not small, the corners of Anson's mouth twitched violently, and he almost didn't scream, and his hooked nose was a little red.

Alexandra approached him, her gray-blue pupils like a puddle of frozen water, and her thin lips slowly opened and closed aggressively.

"Don't look for it." Anson's forehead even showed a slight throbbing vein, I was afraid that the emotions in his heart were on the verge of explosion, but he looked at the table and the spilled on the floor added up to about thirty bottle caps, and finally held back and handed Alexandra a large glass of beer.

His right hand trembled slightly, and his five fingers hung down to his leg, presumably even if there was no blood, he had left a clear mark on the bottle cap, which Andy really deserved in his opinion.

"Please." Two words that almost came out of his teeth came out of Anson's mouth, and his neck was stalked as he said this.

Alexandra took a satisfied sip of her beer, then tossed the glass onto the counter. A short man walked out of the inner room area of the store with his pants lifted, muttering to himself.

"Anson, take care of your daughter, that Marianne is like a piece of wood every time, it's really boring, next time it's like this, I'll consider changing it.... It seems to be a bit of a bully for your small business, and the goods you have here are far worse than those of the Hoover Dam Dastyna, huh! Anson turned his head slowly, and although his tone remained as calm as possible, he still unintentionally revealed an eerie aura.

"Got it, I'll educate her well when I go back, if I hadn't taken her in, she would have become a piece of by now, this kind of brute who doesn't know how to repay her kindness, I will definitely let her understand what to do." The short man shrugged.

"Whatever you do, it's none of my business anyway." Andy and Alexandra didn't bother to continue to stay with Anson, a bit of a perverted guy, to be bored, and after ordering two bottles of beer each, they went to the corner to enjoy it slowly, the wine here is the common home-brewed beer in the wasteland, the main raw material is the blade valley, the taste is not good or bad, similar to this kind of small shop that has been open for a while at a glance, at least it can be done

Quality control at the level of "drinkable". A policeman suddenly walked into the store.

"Mr. Andy?" Turning his head at the voice, Andy looked at the policeman, who had been left by Sheriff O'Connor to look at the police station.

"Your sheriff is back?" The cop nodded, and in passing said Sheriff O'Connor's confession.

"Sheriff O'Connor wants me to come to you right away to discuss something, he seems to be in a hurry, you.... Can I finish drinking it as soon as possible? I don't think it's a trivial matter. Andy nodded, holding up the half-bottle of beer in his hand.

"I'll go over as soon as I'm done drinking, you can go back first." The police leave, Andy raises the beer bottle and gulps it down, and just as he is about to leave, someone suddenly says something to help.

"Can you wait a minute?" Andy looked back, and Anson was looking at him, as if he was thinking about something in his eyes.

So he walked over, after all, this person is not terrible at all in Andy's opinion, if it is faster than anyone's gun, under the premise of face to face, no one can compare to the blessing of V mode, not to mention that this person's hidden methods have been exposed under Andy's nose.

"What? I've given all the caps before, haven't I? Or what do you think? Anson shook his head slowly, and took out a small cardboard box from under the counter beside him, which contained some things; He opened the cardboard box, revealing a plate of white pills, a small brown bottle containing a number of cross-hatched pills, and a piece of paper wrapped in what looked like a small square pastry.

"So you're Andy, I've heard about you, and I'm sure investigating a small case is a matter of handiness for you, Jericho's police are more like executioners and slave owners than cops, and because of this, they're not interested in investigating unidentified cases where suspects are or aren't, but I'm sure you're different."

"These are my little meanings, some mantates, strong spirits, and a piece of afterburn gum, which is considered an advance payment, and it is also considered to be a friend, and when it is over, I will give you another reward of the same." Andy glanced at those things, which was better than nothing, but it was not too late to do it if he had the time.

"Tell me what's going on?" Anson tapped the counter with one finger, looking a little agitated.

"As you can see, I actually have a little other business here besides selling wine and beds, some 'entertainment' supplies. But my inventory has been mysteriously decreasing for months, there must be a thief doing bad things on the sly, I have never been able to catch him, not once.... It's really annoying to me, and I know that the fool at Doklein has always been resentful that I robbed him of his exclusive business, and if you can help me make sure, I'll have to settle the ledger with him all at once. ”

"If it were someone else, the result would be the same, and I would make him understand that he messed with someone he shouldn't have messed with."