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Chapter 120 119, Sheriff Baker's Choice
119,

It was late at night, and dark clouds hung over the town of Armadillo like sadness.

The crying became smaller and smaller, but there was still whimpering from a certain house from time to time.

The sheriff had a nightmare. He dreamed that the two search company soldiers who beat him up a few days ago actually broke into his home.But when he was awakened by the tingling sensation in the back of his head, he realized that it was not a dream.

There are five more people in my family, all soldiers of the search company.

The soldier named Lester was fiddling with the suitcase-sized transmitter and the documents on the table in the study; the strong man named Billy was guarding himself with a shotgun; A masked soldier carried a lantern and carefully searched every corner of the room.

The windows of the room were covered by black cloth, even if someone passed by outside, they would think that the people in the room had already rested.On the table with a lantern were some canned bacon and other food that had been searched from his home.There was a person sitting next to the table, holding a piece of bacon and biting it with big mouthfuls.

The man was not wearing a mask.

Even though they had never met before, even though the lantern on the table was not very bright, the sheriff still recognized the identity of No.5 soldier who was wolfing down like a hungry ghost in front of him at a glance.The other party's arrest warrant worth up to ten thousand dollars, there are dozens of copies on his desk in the police station alone.

"Dai Pingan!"

The sheriff spat out this diabolical name:
"What do you want to do?"

The other party didn't even look up, and was still attacking the food in his hand. The others didn't seem to hear him, and continued to work.Only the burly man named Billy smiled at him, and stretched out his index finger to silence him.

"Do you know what you are doing?"

"Do you know how many cops there are in town? You can't get away."

"As long as you surrender, you will surrender yourself, and I can intercede with the judge for you."

They just tied the sheriff's hands and threw him into the corner, without sealing his mouth, so the sheriff didn't yell, but closed his mouth after saying a few words procedurally.

Everyone is a smart person, since they didn't block their mouths, it means that the other party is well prepared.There are policemen on duty at the police station and on the street, he can call for help and warn the police, but no matter whether Dai Pingan and others can leave alive, the first unlucky person must be himself.

As a policeman, the sheriff knows better than anyone the horror of the demon opposite.

Dai Pingan, this is a name that represents blood and death.

From Saint-Denis to Blackwater Town, thousands of miles away, there are footprints of his crimes.In Heishui Town, which is heavily guarded, two successive sheriffs were killed and one injured by him, and there were countless casualties of police officers including Detective Pinkerton.Not to mention that he is just a small armadillo town sheriff, even if he kills the entire armadillo town police station, Dai Pingan might not even blink his eyes.

Since the other party didn't kill him right away, he should live honestly first.

Ten minutes passed, and Dai Pingan finally finished eating the food on the table, and several other people also put all the things they had searched on the table.

Just when the sheriff thought the interrogation was about to start, Dai Pingan didn't look up at him. Instead, after drying his fingers, he picked up the items and documents that were found and checked them one by one.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and more than an hour passed without knowing it.

Except for the one who stared at him in turn, the rest of the soldiers sitting on the chairs were holding their weapons and dozing with their heads down. The strong man named Billy let out a deep grunt.

At the table, Dai Ping'an read the newspaper over and over three times, and the bound sheriff on the opposite side gradually became calm and excited from the initial fear and panic.

After another hour or so, Dai Pingan finally put down the newspaper he had read for the sixth time, let out a long breath, and dragged a chair to sit in front of the sheriff.

The burly man who slept the most soundly was awakened by others, and the sheriff also regained his vigilance at this moment.But Dai Pingan didn't rush to say anything to the sheriff, and took out a pocket watch to check the time:

"It's 44:[-] in the morning."

Dai Pingan put away his pocket watch and counted the time:
"That is to say, since we came in, your female neighbor to the east has been crying for six hours and 38 minutes. Excuse me, which of her relatives has suffered misfortune."

Only then did the sheriff realize that the intermittent whimpering outside the house finally stopped at some point, and the whole town fell into a sad silence.

Of course the police chief knew about the situation of the female neighbor's house, and he didn't want to answer this question, but Dai looked at Ping'an's deep and cold eyes, and he swallowed involuntarily.

"There are the bodies of her husband and her two brothers in the carriage."

"It's so miserable, no wonder you've been crying for so long, it's so pitiful." Dai Pingan said so, but Dai Ping'an didn't show any distress on his face:
"As for me, the most annoying thing is crying, which is meaningless at all, but I am too embarrassed to send someone to shut her up in front of you. In order not to let her disturb our conversation, I had to wait for her Stop. It is indeed a little delay, which also shows that I respect you very much, but you can't treat us as blind."

As he spoke, Dai Pingan pushed the sheriff to the ground. His subconscious reaction made the sheriff support the floor with his hands, and the severed rope and a ring fell from his body.

Dai Pingan picked up the ring from the ground, first smiled at the sheriff whose head was pressed against the barrel of the gun, and then showed everyone the small blade hidden on the ring.

"See, what is professionalism? This is professionalism. Details determine success or failure. It can save your life or kill you. This is especially evident in the performance of our Sergeant David Baker," Dai Pingan squatted in front of the sheriff, smiled and put the ring into the sheriff's pocket:
"I really didn't expect to see such an advanced and expensive small-scale transmitter in this desolate and remote town. But you shouldn't lock him in your study, and you don't allow him, including your wife, to be there." Anyone from inside can go in, after all, this is not a heavily guarded barracks like Closhang Fort, everyone is from the same village, so there is no big secret to hide."

"you!"

The last resort was exposed, and the sheriff, who was furious and wanted to rush over, was stepped back by Bill, with the muzzle of the shotgun pressed against the back of his head, and the rough and cold metal forced him to calm down.

A group photo was placed in front of the sheriff, it was his family portrait.

"Your wife is going tonight with her bereaved friend; your daughter is married to Strawberry; and your only child is going to school in Saint-Denis..."

"If something comes to me, it has nothing to do with them, it has nothing to do with it!"

Sergeant Baker, who was pressed to the ground, tried to raise his head, struggling while explaining.

"Of course I know this has nothing to do with them. I just want to ask a question." In order to make the sergeant's speech less uncomfortable, Dai Ping'an squatted beside the sergeant and bent down:
"If you die in this room tonight, how long will your wife and your children cry helplessly in the cold night when they find your body or receive the news of your death?"

An open pocket watch was placed next to the family portrait, and the glass dial reflected the panicked eyes of the sheriff.

"Is it hard to answer? It's okay. I can ask another question. Unlike Mayor Barry, I heard that you and your wife settled in Armadillo Town a long time ago, and your children are also growing up here. Big one. Armadillo is your home, and you're respected here, but if they know the truth about the dead bodies in the wagon, guess what..."

"Have they had a chance to cry yet?"

Dai Ping'an spoke in a calm tone, but to the sheriff's ears, it was no less than a thunderclap exploding in his ears. In the pocket watch, the sheriff's eyes changed from panic to fear:

"No, it's not like that, it's all because of..."

"Because I am, hehe."

Dai Pingan smiled and straightened up:

"Of course you can say that to the outside world. It seems that I caused the incident, but I didn't kill anyone. The only ones who can kill them, and kill them so cleanly, are the soldiers of the cloth shop. People in Armadillo Town They know better than anyone else. They just don’t know how their relatives died, and what’s more, it turned out that it was you who sent their relatives to die in vain!”

"I, I can explain..."

Lying on the ground for a long time, the face of the sheriff with a big belly turned pale, and his speech was not as sharp as before.

"How to explain? Who will listen to your explanation? Of course, you can also push it all to Mayor Barry. After all, these people who died are his guards. However, how do you prove that Mayor Barry is still Alive? Or, do you think Mayor Barry will come back?"

"What do you mean by that?"

Sergeant Baker's face was covered with cold sweat, and his breathing accelerated. It was obvious that he also thought of something terrible.Dai Pingan asked Bill to move his feet away, and then helped the sheriff with cold feet from the ground to the chair and sat down:

"At the beginning, I couldn't figure out why Mayor Barry gave up all his guards. I couldn't figure it out until my brain opened up."

Dai Pingan pointed to the blood groove on the left side of his head that hadn't scabbed yet:
"What kind of person is the mayor of Barry? I think you know better than me. If there is no better choice, how can he give up the guards that protect him and expose himself to danger? And the development of things may It made him feel that maybe the dead guards are more useful than the living ones, and even saved the severance pay."

"Better option?"

"Yesterday, around this time, the barracks at Buchanburg were attacked."

"Howling Wolf Gang!"

Sheriff Baker still finds it unbelievable:

"He's the mayor of Armadillo Town, how could he collude with those Mexican gangsters?"

"It sounds a bit impossible, but a secret can turn a military camp into a den of thieves who kidnap hostages and block news. The value of it can also make the head of a town a friend of the Howling Wolf Gang."

"I don't know what condition the mayor of Barry promised you so that you can endure the uneasiness in your heart and continue to be devoted to him. I only ask one last question. If you really die in this room tonight, the mayor Will the time of being sad be as long as your family crying?"

Dai Pingan stuffed the family portrait and pocket watch into the hands of the sheriff, and then patted the sheriff's thick shoulder:
"Think about it, Sheriff Baker, for your armadillo town, for your neighbors, for your family, and of course, for yourself."

The sky is slightly bright, but the cold wind on the plain is still as cold as in the middle of the night. Fortunately, the busy work at the Black Crow Church has come to an end.Dozens of Chinese laborers worked hard all night and finally dug dozens of graves that meet the specifications on the icy ground of the cemetery before dawn.

Although they could only earn ten cents each for the hard work of the night, and they couldn't even buy half a pack of cigarettes, they didn't have the ability to lie down and refuse when faced with the gunpoints of these policemen, let alone be lazy courage.

In order to go home and sleep early, the police officers did not give these hard-working Chinese workers any time to rest. After counting the number of people, they pressed them back to the Chinese labor camp overnight.As a result, just halfway from Armadillo Town, he was stopped by the sound of horseshoes rushing out suddenly.

The lantern hanging around the horse's neck illuminated the clothing of the two guards on the opposite side and the guns and ammunition armed to the teeth.

It's "those people"!
In order not to cause any misunderstanding, the two police officers who led the team hurriedly stopped the team. They held up the lanterns and tried to illuminate the police badges on their chests that represented their identities, but the lights reflected the muzzles of the raised guns on the opposite side.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot, we're the police, Armadillo police!"

"I know you are the police, but who are they?" The soldier of the search company immediately asked in a low voice.

"They are the Chinese laborers we called to dig the grave."

"Dig the grave at night?" Obviously the other party didn't believe this explanation, and with a click, the shotgun was loaded:
"I suspect that there are spies from the Hua Kingdom among you. Everyone kneels on the ground and accepts the inspection! The same goes for you two, put your guns on the ground, immediately!"

Two against two, but this is not the time when the police dared to spray pepper water on American soldiers, especially when the soldiers' guns were already aimed at the police's body.No matter how reluctant the two policemen were, they obediently put their weapons under their feet, waiting for each other's inspection.

The police who escorted them all compromised, and the escorted Chinese workers became more honest. Anyway, this kind of inspection is not done once or twice.Dozens of people all knelt on the ground, took out the documents with their photos on them, and waited for the other party to check them one by one.

No matter how much you think about it, you don't need to check it carefully, as soon as you check it, there is a problem.

The soldier got off his horse and picked up the bewildered policeman:

"Are they here to dig graves?"

"Yes."

"how many people?"

"A total of 25 people, we just counted."

"Just counted?"

Snapped!
The big mouth slapped down, and even the policeman's hat was thrown to the ground:
"Get rid of your dog eyes and see clearly how many people are here!"

The unknown policeman covered his red and swollen cheeks, and boldly counted them one by one in front of Huagong. As he counted, sweat began to appear on his forehead.

"What about 22, 23, 24, twenty... 25?"

In the team of Chinese workers, there is one person missing.

(End of this chapter)