America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 264 Junior brother, he is worth a good price

It was Li Shiri who was hiding on the third floor of the guild hall yesterday.

When he first saw Chen Jianqiu from upstairs, he was in a daze.

He clearly remembered that after the junior was beaten to death by himself, the body was thrown into the coal wagon from San Francisco to Salt Lake City.

Li Shiri repeatedly confirmed that the kid was not only out of breath, but also cold.

It's just that I don't know why it suddenly appeared here.

At first he thought it was due to his similar appearance, but later he heard Huang Tong said that this person was also surnamed Chen.

What a coincidence!
Judging from the relationship between him and Huang Qingyun today, it is undoubtedly his dead junior brother.

But, something is wrong.

This kid is like a different person.

First pretend not to know him,

Then he pretended that nothing happened between him and him, but every sentence was full of wit.

He clearly remembers revenge!
What exactly is Chen Changluo going to do?
Li Shiri suddenly felt a kind of fear in his heart.

Could it be that the old master, the master, appeared?

But immediately, his face became contorted.

He doesn't believe in fate, otherwise, he wouldn't have betrayed his master, voted for the Qing court, and killed his master.

Li Shiri only believed in strength.

No matter what happened to his junior brother, he didn't mind letting him die again.

After thinking about it, Li Shiri had already arrived at the gate of the San Francisco Police Station.

This is why he came out of the hall.

The boy had whispered in his ear before that Sergeant Potter was looking for him.

Li Shiri got off his horse and walked into the gate of the police station.

He walked along the corridor of the police station to Sheriff Porter's office.

Because of the fire at the pier, Carney, the leader of the Workers' Party, became active again. At the rally, he began to incite everyone's emotions.

The finger is directed at those bosses, the Pinkerton Detective Agency.

Almost all the police forces were dispatched to martial law around the rally to prevent any troubles caused by the anger of the crowd.

Therefore, there are not many people in the police station.

But most of them chose to ignore this yellow-skinned person when they passed by Li Shiri.

Li Shi came to Sheriff Porter's office on the tenth day.

The door was ajar, and Sheriff Potter's roar came from inside:
"I also know that you didn't do it! But now the evidence is solid, the badge is real! That black dog in Carney's mouth can turn white for you, not to mention there is evidence!"

"It's not easy for you. I can explain it to the citizens, councilors, and the mayor?"

"Let me give you a suggestion. You find a way to find the person who pretended to be you and committed the crime. Otherwise, Pinkerton will wait to be prosecuted and cancel his law enforcement power in California."

The door was opened, and a man wearing a bowler hat with a livid face came out of the office.

He didn't even look at Li Shiri, who was standing at the door with lowered brows, and walked straight past Li Shiri.

Li Shiri adjusted his clothes and hairstyle, and walked in gently.

At this time, Sergeant Potter was pacing back and forth in the office.

His face was flushed and he looked agitated.

Just walking out of his office was Pinkerton's liaison officer in San Francisco.

He learned about the fire at the pier from the newspaper this morning.

At first, he didn't take it seriously.

But when he passed by the sand and heard Carney's speech.

He was shocked.

At this time, Pinkerton had no other personnel in San Francisco except him. They were sent to other gold mines in California to maintain order.

Liaisons know all too well the style of their own organization.

Unless the leader of the team has a serious mental illness, he will kidnap union members at night, set fire to the union's house, and will not leave any badges behind.

They'll just kill Carney.

It will make Carney disappear without leaving any handles or traces.

So, he went directly to Sergeant Potter.

The two had a "friendly exchange" in the office, but nothing came of it.

Of course Sergeant Porter knew that Li Shiri had come in, but he ignored him and continued walking back and forth.

Li Shiri stood respectfully at the door, waiting quietly.

After 10 minutes, Sergeant Porter spoke:
"Did there be any movement in Chinatown last night?"

Li Shiri shook his head: "No, sir."

Potter snorted, and muttered in a low voice, "Forgive them for not being so bold."

He raised his head and looked at Li Shiri: "Let your people calm down for me these two days, and don't make trouble for me. I paid you to hire you, not to let you walk around the street in a suit."

Li Shiri's face turned red and yellow for a while, but after only a few seconds, his expression returned to normal.

"By the way, has there been any strange people in Chinatown these two days?" Potter asked casually.

Chen Jianqiu's face appeared in Li Shiri's mind.

But he suddenly thought of the Pinkerton liaison who had just passed him by.

"No, sir."

Li Shiri still shook his head.

"I know I can't ask a fart." Potter whispered again, and continued to wander back and forth in the office by himself.

After walking a few steps, he looked up and found that Li Shiri was still in the office, and immediately cursed: "Why are you still here? Do you want me to call you a carriage?"

Li Shiri backed out without saying a word.

He suddenly discovered that his little junior seemed to be able to sell for a good price.

Chen Jianqiu and Huang Qingyun listened to the play for a while in the Ningyang Guild Hall.

While knocking the melon seeds, he thought about Li Shiri's strange behavior.

This person is his senior brother, but compared to people like Huang Qingyun, he is weird everywhere.

He decided to investigate this person carefully if he had time.

While he was still thinking, Li Sifu walked in from outside the guild hall.

Like Li Shiri's servant before, Li Sifu walked up to Chen Jianqiu's ear and said a few words to him.

Chen Jianqiu nodded.

He stood up and said to Huang Qingyun beside him, "Uncle Huang, let's go, the goods have arrived."

Chen Jianqiu took Huang Qingyun to the abandoned yard where they changed clothes before.

A carriage is parked there.

Hanif was sitting in the carriage playing with his gun, while his follower, Downey, was combing the mane of the pack horse.

"Hey, boss!" Seeing Chen Jianqiu, Hanif immediately jumped off the carriage and walked over.

"Did the journey go smoothly?" Chen Jianqiu glanced at the carriage.

"It went very well. I met a few bastards who didn't have long eyes. Donnie and I took care of them, and earned some rewards along the way." Hanif stroked his beard and said excitedly.

He and Chen Jianqiu set off one after the other. Chen Jianqiu and his horses were fast, so they arrived a few days earlier.

Hanif went to the back of the carriage and lifted the straw covering it.

Under the straw are two or three wooden boxes.

He opened the box, and all he saw was a pile of potatoes.

Li Sifu and Downey took out the potatoes one by one, revealing a stack of repeating rifles.

Chen Jianqiu took out one of them and threw it to the stunned Huang Qingyun: "The latest model, it doesn't get stuck."

Another box was also opened, and it was full of bullets.

Huang Qingyun was dumbfounded. What kind of business is his young master doing in Roswell?

"Uncle Huang, find a safe place to store it."

Chen Jianqiu said to Huang Qingyun very sincerely.

"In this ghost place, guns are not omnipotent, but without guns, it is absolutely impossible."

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