America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 202
Seeing Chen Jianqiu rushing into the cave, the others had no choice but to follow behind.

Although Hanif greeted them in advance, they were still shocked by the scene before them.

The cave was in a mess, with the bodies of Pinkerton detectives lying here and there.

Their postures are different, but without exception, they are all skinned and boned, sucked into mummified corpses.

"What should we do next time?" Hanif was a little worried. The gland in his pocket is not permanently preserved, not to mention smelly and spoiled. It is estimated that it will dry out in a few days in this shitty place in New Mexico.

"Don't worry about this, I have a solution." Chen Jianqiu didn't turn his head.

He walked to the edge of the underground river and found that his previous rope was still there.

He asked Holmes to tie the bundle of gold to the rope at that time, and drag it after all the people had passed.

When Chen Jianqiu walked through the culvert and returned to the lakeshore, the lakeshore was pitch black, there was no bonfire, and only the faint moonlight shone on the camp.

Except for the sound of the waterfall hitting the water surface, there is no other sound around.

He turned on shooter mode.

There were two corpses of Pinkerton detectives by the lake, half of their bodies submerged in the lake water. They seemed to have escaped from the killing in the cave, but they were caught by the group of monsters and killed on the shore of the lake.

Chen Jianqiu began to worry about Adam's safety.

Near the camp, there was still a detective's body lying there, but it didn't seem to have been touched by those monsters.

Chen Jianqiu walked over, and the corpse turned over.

There was a blood hole in the head of the corpse, which should have been pierced by a bullet, and it seemed that he was already dead.

These monsters didn't even touch the corpse, they didn't know where they went.

He knew this corpse.

Although he had never met Lynch at close range, he could recognize this person every time they confronted each other.

His aquiline nose made an impression on him.

"Adam! Adam?" Chen Jianqiu walked towards the camp while calling Adam's name.

The people who came ashore one after another also found the bonfire and torches in the camp and lit them up. They were also looking for Adam.

Finally, Chen Jianqiu saw him on the edge of the camp.

Adam lay peacefully beside his old horse, his eyes were closed forever, and his old horse also walked the last journey together with his old friend.

Chen Jianqiu silently picked up the bottle of Erguotou in Adam's hand and sprinkled it on the ground beside him.

That night, Chen Jianqiu dug all night and buried Adam and his old horse.

Buried together with them were the bottles of Erguotou in the pocket on the old horse's back.

This man did not leave anything in writing for Chen Jianqiu.

He seems to have nothing to do with the world anymore.

However, a few months later, Chen Jianqiu brought the news of Adam's death to Elizabeth, the widow of Montrose.

He gave Elizabeth some money, saying Adam had left it for him.

Chen Jianqiu originally thought that the widow's heart had long been ashamed, but she still burst into tears. She told Chen Jianqiu that the child who was chasing the calf outside the door was actually Adam's son.

"If you have any difficulties, tell Browning, the owner of the gun shop in that town, he will tell me." Chen Jianqiu left the farm without saying a word, put on his cowboy hat, and rode away from the farm .

The treasure hunting team set out very low-key, and returned very low-key.

When they returned to Roswell, they hardly caused much disturbance. The affairs of the fortress were arranged in an orderly manner by Camilla, and basically everyone was busy with their own affairs in their own posts.

So there weren't too many people in the fort, and besides, no one told them that the treasure hunting team would be back today.

"Most people are busy at the oil well." Camilla came out of the house in a red dress.

"Let's go, let's take a look." Chen Jianqiu had no intention of resting at all.

Time is getting tighter and tighter, he has too many things to do.

They headed towards the place where they found the crude oil before.

Not far from the destination, Chen Jianqiu saw a tower-like thing made of wood and steel.

"That's an oil well." Holmes said to Chen Jianqiu.

The place not far from the oil well has turned into a construction site. Niu San is taking the Chinese people to build houses according to Chen Jianqiu's previous arrangement.

There is an aquifer here, which is better than the old town of Roswell, and the Pecos River is further east, and irrigation and planting are also possible.

Although under the current technical conditions and natural environmental conditions, the efficiency of agriculture is far inferior to that of animal husbandry, but the farming genes deeply buried in the bones of the Chinese people are difficult to change.

Moreover, Chen Jianqiu had other plans.

After thinking about it, Chen Jianqiu had already brought everyone close to the construction site.

Niu San was leading a few people to ram the foundation of the newest house. When he saw Chen Jianqiu coming, he was overjoyed and ran towards Chen Jianqiu without even wiping off his sweat.

"Young master, is our speed okay?" Niu San said.

"Well, I'll ask Zhang Danian to recruit some master bricklayers and carpenters, and then fix some mechanical things." Chen Jianqiu said.

He bent down again and said something in Niu San's ear, and then motioned them to go back to work.

Then, they continued to go in the direction of drilling.

Still some distance away, Chen Jianqiu heard the familiar roar of a steam engine.

He saw a few small wooden houses next to the drilling well. Judging from the shape of the houses, it was probably the work of Niu San and the others.

Not far from the house, there are some iron barrels.

Smith, an oil expert, and Jackson, an engineer, were standing by the iron barrel and chatting.

Seeing Chen Jianqiu's return, they were also very happy and waved to Chen Jianqiu.

In the days when Chen Jianqiu and the others left, Smith and Jackson led the remaining workers to pump out the first barrel of oil.

Smith always felt that the quality of this barrel of crude oil was not bad, and he was waiting for Holmes to come back to appreciate it.

He opened the lid of the iron bucket beside him, and there was dark viscous crude oil inside:
"You see, the best quality I've seen in surface oil springs."

But Holmes always looked uninterested, so Smith had to change the subject:
"Holmes, have you found a new oil outlet in the south this time?" Smith asked.

"Huh? Oh, no, I just saw some karst caves." Holmes said, but he soon felt that he had said something that shouldn't be said.

However, as a very "pure" geologist, Smith is only interested in those black liquids:

"Huh? I've heard of it. However, it doesn't seem to have much to do with oil. I guess it may go a little further in the direction of Texas."

Smith turned his head and said to Chen Jianqiu: "Chen, the first batch of samples has been prepared, and it is reasonable to send them out to the higher-ups for a look two days ago, but you have to come to everyone's opinion."

"Well, we should ask them what they mean, and let them know that their money is not wasted." Chen Jianqiu chuckled.

He was indeed going to Santa Fe.

However, the purpose of his trip was not just the dark crude oil.

He still has to find someone.

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