America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 321 Why can't we do what Pinkerton can do?

There was a long-lost robbery in Lincolnshire, and Sergeant Pile and Miles, who had nothing to do, rushed over immediately.

"Mr. Chen, with all due respect, you don't have to. Well, you don't have to make such a big fuss, right?" Pile covered his nose and glanced at the scarlet ground and the shattered walls.

A Chinese laborer was using a shovel to shovel pieces of meat on the ground, and a big hole was broken in the wall.

For some reason, there was a smell of urine in the air.

Chen Jianqiu was somewhat disapproving: "Sheriff Paile, seven or eight robbers rushed into my bank and almost killed me here. I'll pay you back, isn't it too much?"

Pile is a law enforcement officer who pays attention to procedural justice.

It is really not a problem for citizens to use force to protect their property from infringement, as long as no innocent people are killed or injured.

But under normal circumstances, those gangsters who were killed would leave their bodies, so that they could confirm their identities.

It seems a bit extravagant to ask for this in this case.

Paile walked up to the Maxim machine gun covered by cloth, and asked:

"Is this the thing? Do you mind if I open it?"

"Look." Chen Jianqiu didn't mind at all.

Pyler lifted a corner of the cloth.

Inside is a dark lump that looks like a machine gun, but it's not the same as Gatling.

"Do you need to take it to the court as evidence?" Chen Jianqiu moved his arm, the recoil of the machine gun just now was still obvious, "I can find someone to carry it over."

"No need." Pile looked at the rotten meat again, "No one should sue you, and there are many witnesses."

At this time, Okafor accompanied Miles and walked in from outside the vault.

"The only gangster who escaped took a total of 190 dollars and 44 cents." Myers reported to Peller.

"I've seen the two corpses on the street. I know one of them. I'm an old acquaintance. Ford, Jesse James' subordinate." Okafor pointed to the small scar on his forehead, "This That's what he left for me."

"The man who ran away could be Jesse James."

Pile took out a notebook and a pen, and wrote something down in the notebook with the pen.

He closed the notebook and walked up to Chen Jianqiu: "Mr. Chen, although the money that was stolen is not much, but if you really want to get it back, I suggest you offer him a reward."

Chen Jianqiu thought it was a bit black humorous.

Reward?I have two sheriffs alone, three bounty hunters, and one of them is the ace in the industry. I still need to post a notice in Lincolnshire?

"I know you are very capable, but I still suggest that you give these to professional people who do these things."

Paile and Chen Jianqiu have fought together, and they are also familiar with each other, knowing his ability.

He stared at Chen Jianqiu, and his tone was somewhat sincere, with a bit of earnest meaning:
"After all, you are a decent person now, and because of you, Lincolnshire has never been safer, so I really don't want to see you stepping into the muddy water again."

Chen Jianqiu smiled slightly: "Then who do you think is more appropriate to handle these matters?"

"I don't know if you know Jesse James. He is a famous thief and very cunning." Pile took out a piece of paper from his clothes.

"I think this agency is more suitable to hunt down these thieves. They are more experienced and have law enforcement qualifications."

Chen Jianqiu took the paper and looked at it.

That eye badge stands out.

"You took it backwards." Paile reminded from the side.

Chen Jianqiu turned the card over, and the owner's name was written on it: Harry Rivers, the head of the Pinkerton Detective Agency's New Mexico area.

"They should have kept up the hunt for Jesse James."

"So, chasing and chasing them into my bank?" Chen Jianqiu put the paper into his pocket and glanced at Paile. "You took Pinkerton's intermediary business?"

Paile snorted, disdainful to refute.

"The money is not much anyway, no reward, thank you Sheriff!" Chen Jianqiu shook Paile's hand.

Chen Jianqiu and Okafor watched Sergeant Pile and Miles leave.

"Boss, is that really the case?" Okafor asked.

"Those who stole my money and hurt me, how could they just forget about it." Chen Jianqiu looked at the big hole in the wall of the vault.

A few days later in the afternoon, in the living room of Chen Jianqiu's villa.

Hanif was lying on the sofa gnawing an apple, and Abiot, who was sitting on the sofa opposite him, was also gnawing an apple in his mouth, and the two stared at each other;
Wyatt, with his hands in his pockets, stood by the French windows in the living room with Holiday, Danny and his son, chatting about the bank robbery.

On the dining table around them was a cluttered pile of documents, some about Jesse James, and some about the Pinkerton Detective Agency and their new head of New Mexico, Harry River. Sri Lanka's.

The sun shines in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making the living room very bright.

They are all waiting for the owner of this house, Chen Jianqiu.

After a while, Chen Jianqiu and Camilla appeared at the corner of the stairs.

Everyone put down what they were doing and turned their eyes to the two of them.

"The only thing left is Sean and the lawyer." Chen Jianqiu looked around the living room.

"Are they coming too?" Hanif stuffed his mouth full of apples, "I didn't see them on the way here."

"Xiao En accompanied the lawyer to pick up a postal package, and he will be here in a while." Chen Jianqiu looked out the window.

He walked to the edge of the dining table and flipped through the materials on the table: "What do you think?"

"It's easy to say, just leave it to me." Hanif chewed an apple in his mouth, and said nonchalantly, "I'm familiar with this matter, that guy's gang is dead, he's the only one left, and I'll take it with me alone." Donnie can handle him."

"It's as if you were the only one who ever caught someone." Abiot snorted angrily, "If you could have caught him back then, you would have caught him long ago. His bounty is five thousand dollars."

"That's different! Didn't you let him run away!" Hanif originally wanted to spit out the apple peel in his mouth, but seeing Chen Jianqiu looking at the floor in front of him, he decided to swallow the peel.

The best bounty hunters in the west have more or less tried to hit this robber, but none of them, including Camilla, succeeded.

"This man is as slippery as oil." Wyatt, who was once a sheriff, shook his head. "I also dealt with him in Dodge City, and he also ran away."

"Moreover, Jesse James' legendary experience has made him never lack fans. He always has a way to recruit followers, and he will soon give up on him, and then quickly make a comeback." The blond Hawley added on the side.

"So, you all suffered from him before?"

Chen Jianqiu suddenly interjected.

There was silence in the living room.

Everyone present looked a little embarrassed.

After all, they were all well-known figures in the west before, so it's really embarrassing to say that.

"Well, what about Pinkerton?" Chen Jianqiu decided to change the subject.

"The new person in charge is the apprentice of Pinkerton's "Three Masters of the West" Hellman, and he is also a person that William Pinkerton values ​​very much. He is counting on him to reorganize Pinkerton's business in the West."

"They've been keeping track of Jesse James."

Holly took out a few sheets of paper from the documents on the table and handed them to Chen Jianqiu.

"In addition, we judge that their motives for re-entering New Mexico are not so pure, they may be aimed at" the young man stopped talking, looked at his father, and then at Chen Jianqiu, hesitating whether to continue talking.

"Aiming at us?" Chen Jianqiu finished the sentence for him.

Holly nodded.

"After all, two of the three masters of the western region are here."

"Hehe, the three masters of the western region, hehe." Hanif's face was full of sarcasm.

"Then leave them alone for now." Chen Jianqiu walked to the front of the fireplace.

With the weather in New Mexico at this time, there is no need to raise the fireplace, but here is the focal point of the living room, suitable for talking to everyone.

"I called everyone here today, but there is actually one more thing."

"I know that you all have unique skills. You used to rely on technology for a living, doing some crime-fighting jobs, such as law enforcement, such as bounty hunters."

What Chen Jianqiu said was reasonable, and the people below heard it with peace of mind.

"However, you were fighting on your own before."

"In my hometown, there is a proverb called 'many people add firewood, a flame burns tall'."

"In order not to let everyone's technology go to waste, and in order for everyone to have a chance to earn extra money in their spare time, after full consideration (referring to 2 minutes), I decided"

Just when Chen Jianqiu was about to continue talking, the door of the living room was opened.

Sean and the lawyer came in from the outside, holding a big package in their hands.

"Coincidentally." Chen Jianqiu took out the package from the lawyer's hand and opened it.

Inside is a license made of brown paper.

Everyone took a closer look, and there was a line of names written on it.

"Border Detective Agency".

"I thought, the old man Pinkerton was just a Scottish cooper, and he participated in one more Civil War than us. Why can't we do what he can do?"

(End of this chapter)