America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 110 The Apache Tribe—The Bravest Indians in the American South

Sean hurriedly climbed up from the chair, he looked around, the carriage was dark, and Pinkerton's detectives had all gone out.

"Boss, what's the matter?" Sean leaned over.

Chen Jianqiu pointed to the outside of the carriage. A man with the appearance of a scholar was passing by their window. He was taken out of the sleeper carriage and walked directly to the back under the escort of two Pinkerton detectives.

They chose to walk directly outside the train instead of walking through the carriage they were in.

Asuka also got up, and Adam lay in the shadows, wondering if he had fallen asleep.

"You two stay here, no matter what happens, don't act in a hurry, Xiao En and I will come to find you." Chen Jianqiu confessed, and then took Xiao En out of his seat.

They got out of the car through the front door.

A Pinkerton detective stands guard there.

The man was leaning on the wagon and looking around boredly, and happened to bump into Chen Jianqiu who was getting off the wagon.

"What are you doing down here?" the detective asked alertly.

"Pee." Sean walked to the detective's side, facing the railway tracks, and was about to unbutton his pants.

The detective looked at the black man with disgust, "Negger, stay away from me."

Chen Jianqiu took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one, rerolled it with his hands, and handed it to the detective beside him:
"You guys are really working hard."

He struck a match and lit it for the detective. The detective took a deep breath and suddenly felt his whole body floating.

"Who's to say it's not? With that pitiful salary every day, running to this place where nothing shit happens, there is a risk of losing your life." The detective sighed.

"Huh? Why is life in danger?" Chen Jianqiu flicked out the match in his hand.

"Ha! New Mexico! A place where the devil doesn't want to come. There are damned Mexicans and Indians here, especially Indians. If you appear in the wilderness today, you may lose your scalp when you sleep at night."

"Indians? Those primitive people with bows and stones?" Chen Jianqiu replied disapprovingly, "Aren't they about to be chased to extinction?"

"Hey man, you don't know that. The Indians here are different. They're the fiercest and bravest I've ever seen in the West. They hang around here and there all the time, and the army can't do anything about them. "

"Oh? Just hide from them."

"Who says it's not? But our employer is a lunatic and insists on making trouble for them, but..." The detective wanted to continue, but he suddenly looked at Chen Jianqiu suspiciously.

Chen Jianqiu calmly lit a cigarette for himself: "What's wrong, brother."

"Didn't you come down to pee?"

"I'm not, my friend is, I'll just come out to breathe, and I won't disturb you on duty, brother." Chen Jianqiu threw the remaining pack of cigarettes and matches to the detective, "I'm going back first, brother. "

The detective accepted the cigarette with a smile.

He didn't realize that the black man beside him had quietly disappeared.

When he finished lighting a cigarette and raised his head again, he found that the Chinese had disappeared.

Huh?Back to the car so soon?Then I will not return this pack of cigarettes.

Chen Jianqiu and Xiao En had already appeared on the roof of the car at this time, and they squatted down.

"Go to the first luxury car and see if you can find a notebook signed by Lockhart. I'll go to the back car to have a look." Chen Jianqiu ordered, "Remember, keep your hands and don't take any Just confirm the contents of the notes."

"I'll tell you the most valuable thing in that carriage later." Chen Jianqiu added.

After Sean agreed, the two acted separately.

Chen Jianqiu lowered his body and walked forward gently. He was careful not to make a sound, and at the same time, he was also paying attention to the movements of the Pinkerton detectives patrolling on both sides of the train.

When he came to the junction of the two carriages, he found two detectives guarding the gate chatting.

Chen Jianqiu listened to the content of the chat, and he was basically complaining that the income and risk were not proportional, and there was nothing he cared about.

Chen Jianqiu unfolded his body, jumped forward lightly, and landed on the roof of the carriage in front, then contracted his body with the inertia of landing, as light as a cat.

The detectives didn't pay attention to the movement overhead, they were still immersed in the unfair distribution of income.

Different from the darkness in the front compartment, the lights behind this section are brightly lit.

Chen Jianqiu moved to the side of the car, hooked his feet on the iron groove on the edge of the car roof, and slowly hung his body downside down.

His face was kept at a certain distance from the window, so that even if the people in the car looked out of the car, they would not be able to notice him immediately.

His line of sight was gradually level with the upper edge of the window, allowing him to see the situation in the compartment clearly.

The curtains in the car window were not drawn dead, leaving a gap, and Chen Jianqiu looked in along the gap.

The scholar sat at a desk with a notebook open.

"You guys have been researching for so long, and you've figured this out?!" Astor's voice came. He was wearing pajamas, pacing back and forth in the carriage, looking restless, which was different from his calmness when chatting with Mark Twain during the day. leisure, in stark contrast.

"Um, sir, Mr. Lockhart is an authority on the history of Central America, but he didn't write it completely in his notes. He deduced that the treasure of the Aztecs was in a mountain on the US-Mexico border. At the same time, this Aztec The Ztec branch has ties to the Apache tribe."

"This tribe has always been active on the US-Mexico border, and now they..." The scholar wanted to continue talking, but was interrupted roughly by Astor.

"So what do I want you bastards for? Am I illiterate or do I want you to teach me about the Apache tribe?" Artes kicked a chair by the table angrily.

Chen Jianqiu scanned the notebook on the table. He couldn't read the words clearly, but according to their conversation, it should be Lockhart's notebook without a doubt.

"That priest doesn't know anything and doesn't say anything, do you understand?" Asger growled in a low voice, "I listened to your words and bought him from the army at a high price, you know what it means What are you wearing?"

The scholar shook his head in horror.

"It means that when you wake up tomorrow, your scalp may be peeled off by Geronimo!"

Astor's anger is justified. The Apache tribe is not a person to talk to. The U.S. military has nothing to do with them.
I listened to the advice of these people and bought the priests they captured from the U.S. military, which also meant that he would have to fight against their chief, Geronimo.

This man has been passed down in the west as a miracle and a horror.

He misses Lockhart very much now, but it's a pity that when the hook-nosed Lynch engraved the notebook and map to him, he also brought the news that Lockhart was killed by the Mexican gang.

Hell, if he was here, he wouldn't have to pull up this pile of junk to form a treasure hunt, let alone go to the trouble of the Apache tribe.

"I think you don't have to worry about those treasures..." the scholar said out of place.

The notes and the contents of the table were thrown out, hitting the scholar in the face.

"My family's money can buy the whole of New York, do you think I will care about the money of those treasures? I want something else!" Astor's anger reached the point.

"roll!"

The scholar was taken down with a sad face.

priest?Apache tribe?

Chen Jianqiu suddenly had a plan.

If the priest is in this car, then he should find a way to find him.

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