America 1881: They Call Me Legend

After Harris decided to solve the case, Chen Jianqiu waved to Xiao En behind him.

The black man was holding a small paper bag in his hand, and the two corners of the paper bag were in his hand, and fell on the table with a clatter.

Harry glanced over.

Several bundles of dollar bills, folded in half and tied with string.

"One thousand dollars, a deposit." Chen Jianqiu leaned back on the chair, and cocked his legs carelessly, "Sorry, Inspector, we countrymen only have zero bills."

Harry looked at Chen Jianqiu repeatedly. This Chinese businessman looked rustic, rich and prosperous.

How could such a person deal with Lynch?

"Didn't you just lose less than two hundred dollars?" he asked
"I hope that bastard can be brought to justice." Chen Jianqiu looked jealous, "I hope you send the best detective here."

"Um, alright, sir, I'll arrange it." Harry reached out to get the money on the table.

But Chen Jianqiu's words interrupted his movements.

Harry put down his pipe and walked to the door of his office without saying a word.

Harry looked in through the opening of the paper bag.

Donovan and Tom nodded.

After a while, a little old man appeared at the door of the reception room.

"Okay." He pretended to be reluctant to agree.

Harry stopped taking the money.

Unlike when he was fleeing before, Chen Jianqiu was ready to take the initiative this time.

Although his voice was very small, it was still heard by Chen Jianqiu.

This man had just been suspended by William Pinkerton for a fight with a co-worker at home.

But he didn't show even the slightest bit of complacency on the surface.

White's contemptuous gaze swept over the faces of everyone in the room, "I have followed him for many years, this man is by no means simple!"

His patience with White was extreme.

His own agents have to find a way to get acquainted with him, and then find a chance to sneak in after gaining his trust.

Since following Chen Jianqiu, he has never been short of money. Apart from the regular dividends and the salary of the sheriff, he is the owner of a restaurant in Roswell.

He briefly told the three people what happened just now.

Ten minutes later, in Harry's office, Donovan and Tom sat upright on the sofa, while Harry himself, looking sullen, smoked his pipe.

"Daniels! Daniels!" Harry stuck his head out of the door and shouted to the outside.

Harry looked uncomfortable.

On the other side, after watching Chen Jianqiu leave, Harry returned to the room.

"Go and collect the money on the table. That's the deposit from the customer, and put it into the account." Harry ordered.

White said coldly.

He lifted his belt, "looked" at the two people on the sofa with his nostrils, and then walked to the chair in the corner and sat down.

"I'm afraid it won't work," he said. "For your safety, I hope you just wait for the good news."

"Boss, didn't we set up our own detective agency? Why do we still need to send money to these guys in Pinkerton?" Hanif was a little puzzled.

"Five hundred dollars, this is for you personally." Chen Jianqiu said, "If it is not enough, you can add more."

In fact, except for Hanif, most of the others understood Chen Jianqiu's intentions.

"Jesse James is not a problem at all. He was severely injured this time, and it is said that he escaped alone." Harry casually smoked his pipe, "He's finished! White."

Harry was about to utter a foul word, but he held back when he said it:

White's words were sharp, but his emotions didn't fluctuate much. He sat motionless in his chair and said in a low voice.

"The most important thing is, we must take this opportunity to gain the trust of the Chinese businessman, and get as many words out of him or the people around him as possible." Harry said while lying on the chair, puffing.

Chen Jianqiu stood up with a satisfied face, and led a group of people out of the gate of the detective agency.

But if you have money, you don’t take it for nothing.

"However, Inspector, I have one more request." The Chinese businessman crossed his fingers and put them on his stomach, "I hope to participate in the arrest of him throughout the process."

Harry was originally worried that Chen Jianqiu would shrink back into the impenetrable Roswell after throwing out the mission.

Although the guy named White is very casual and arrogant, but he has to admit that this kid is now the most capable detective under him.

Sean took out another paper bag and threw it in front of Harry.

"No shortage, no shortage." Hanif shrank his neck and smiled.

Since Pinkerton is in hot pursuit, then simply drag them into the sun.

Dollar bills again.

White lazily turned around and walked into the office, rubbing Harry's shoulder.

"Our boss likes to read detective novels since he was a child!" said Sean behind him.

He picked up the bundles of money scattered on the table one by one, and threw them into a paper bag, leaving only three hundred dollars on the table, then crushed the paper bag and stuffed it into his clothes.

Harry closed the door and returned to his seat.

"Are you short of money? Look at your prospects." Chen Jianqiu glanced at him with contempt.

Just as he was about to close the door to start his own meeting, a face appeared through the crack of the door.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have taken this guy from William Pinkerton when I left Austin.

"Do you know where his farm is? Do you know how many people are on the farm? No, none of you!"

Hanif has always believed that this is a positive attitude towards life.

Harry's words sounded a little forceful.

"Sir, if you don't wait for that bastard, we can take care of it." Donovan said to Harry confidently.

The little old man collected the money and turned to go out, but Harry's voice came from behind: "By the way, in 10 minutes, ask Donovan, Tom, um, and White, to come to my office to find I."

Now that he has come up to get close by himself, that would be great.

Harry groaned inwardly.

"Even if that's the case, you have to bring the client! Regardless of whether there is any problem with the client named Chen Jianqiu, he is now the employer! The employer's reasonable requirements must be met."

"Be humble! You have to learn from the leading companies in the industry, you know?" As usual, Chen Jianqiu gave an answer that didn't seem like an answer at all.

"Listen, White, based on your previous performance, I should have stopped all your salary. If you don't perform well, you can only go to Tennessee to dig coal."

What kind of boss Kaizi is this?

Is there such a good thing?

The little old man turned around, his eyes rolled around: "White is gone, I saw him go out just now, sir."

Although he knew that White might be telling the truth, at the same time, he also felt that his authority had been seriously challenged.

"Stop!" Harry quickly opened the door and yelled at White's back, "If you dare to leave now, I will deduct your salary for this month."

"Give me a few thousand dollars, and I'll turn the West upside down and find that guy for you," he muttered.

Seeing Harry closing the door, White turned his head and walked away without saying a word.

There was a threat in his words.

"You guys said the same thing last time in Missouri, but not only did he not die, he reappeared! He even robbed the bank!"

"Impossible, chasing fugitives is not a play, especially a legendary bandit! There is no need to mix so many uncertain factors into it, you are just messing around!"

But for money, he has an innate thirst.

"Then get him back! Anyway, I'll see him in the office in 10 minutes!"

Chen Jianqiu didn't talk nonsense, and winked at Xiao En.

"If I remember correctly, your living expenses for this month haven't been sent to your father yet, have you?"

The pockmarks on White's face, like the surface of the moon, began to tremble.

However, thinking of his father, he still held back.

If there is anything in this world worthy of his concern, it is only his father who lost a leg in the Civil War.

He gritted his teeth:
"Okay, I agree!"