America 1881: They Call Me Legend
Chapter 330
Chapter 330
"Yes." White looked down at the cow while making a strange request, "I need the breed from Missouri."
The cowboy smiled honestly, "Sir, the cow there is generally not sold here unless it can find a home here."
"Do you have a cigarette?" He glanced around, and then he heard White's body.
White took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pinched off the front end, put it in his mouth, lit it and took a puff, then handed the cigarette to the cowboy.
The cowboy took the cigarette and put it in his mouth.
Donovan, who was hiding in the crowd and staring at this side, opened his eyes wide:
"This man is an informant." He leaned down and said to Tom who was looking around.
"How did you see it?"
Tom looked at the cowboy and White, and asked incredulously.
"This action of pinching a cigarette is a kind of secret signal between us and an informant or an undercover agent. Only insiders know this. Oh, by the way, you have never been an undercover agent before."
"Is Jesse James back?" he asked in a low voice.
After selling most of the cattle he brought to a cattle dealer, Jeffries finally started packing up and getting ready to close the stall.
The people being followed are driving the herd of cattle, the speed of travel is not fast, and the traces are easy to find.
White directly rolled the telegram into a ball of paper and threw it into the trash can.
The Cowboy took a puff of his cigarette and dropped the rest on the ground.
Tom looked at Donovan oddly.
"Is there anything wrong?" Donovan felt for the first time White's feeling, he really felt that Tom was stupid and stupid.
What happened two days ago flashed across his mind.
Donovan followed quietly.
"Are you going to collect the net?" The cowboy continued to ask with his head down.
The next morning, White walked out the door of his room.
Two hours later, he discovered that a pasture appeared in front of him.
After finishing speaking, he wiped the soil with straw stuck to his feet, straightened his clothes, and left the cowshed.
The cowboy was not in a hurry to leave, but continued to sell the cattle to other cattle traders.
He told the others in the room what he discovered today.
Tom was reluctant, and left in three steps.
Seeing the cowboy smoking a cigarette, White walked to the cowboy's side, held the cowpen with his hand, and looked outside the cowpen.
"That's Jesse James' mother! Do you know? After catching his mother and threatening him with his mother, do you think he will hide again?" Donovan licked his lips.
Of course, due to the limit on the number of words in the telegram and Jeffries' special status, he couldn't make this matter clear.
White did not answer the question, but whispered in a tone that had never been heard before:
"Be careful and take care."
So the detective tied up the horse, took out a pair of binoculars from the horse, found a rock for cover, and began to observe the pasture in front of him.
"No, the situation in Dodge City is a bit complicated now. Carson and the others seem to be eyeing me, and the action is suspended." White said, "You continue to stay at the ranch and find out the specific whereabouts of Jesse James."
White knew that, possibly, the worst was about to happen.
He knew that if he went a little further, he might be discovered.
Seeing this, Donovan no longer needed to look any further.
White felt more and more that something was wrong.
Harry's call back was quick.
"But you didn't see Jesse James himself." Tom questioned himself, he didn't understand how exciting it was.
He is very familiar with this woman. He has seen a photo of this woman in the information provided to them by Chicago.
"Guys, we've found Jesse James' lair," he said excitedly.
White's face was livid.
He wanted to inform Donovan and Tom that they needed to stay in Dodge City for a few more days.
The boss looked at White in surprise: "Huh? Didn't they tell you? This group of people went out early in the morning, and they seemed to be heading out of the city."
The recklessness of these people will ruin things!
This is deadly!
He doesn't see a problem with kidnapping a thug's mom.
"When's the departure?" asked another detective.
"He's finished! Understand? He lost all his men in the last bank robbery." Donovan laughed. "Even if we can find some temporarily, how many can we have?"
There are not many people in the ranch, but they are all busy. Some of them are laying new cattle fences, and some are cleaning the cattle and sheep pens.
According to his judgment, the situation here will soon turn bad, and even if he is as proud as he is, he will have to seek support.
"You mean we kidnapped her mother?" Tom asked.
He hopes that the headquarters can quickly support here.
He got back to his horse, mounted it, and whipped back to Dodge City.
He quickly ran out of the hotel door, rode to the train station, and sent a telegram to Harry Rivers at the New Mexico headquarters.
"You don't want to go to the tavern recently, and I won't take the initiative to contact you. If there is anything wrong, go to Pink Lady to find little Lilith, and tell me to just find me. She will find a way to contact me."
He stamped out the cigarette end with his foot to prevent the straw on the ground from being ignited.
He prevented almost everyone from following him, but he didn't pay attention to those colleagues who he regarded as idiots.
"You go back first, lest that pockmarked face be suspicious." Donovan, who was staring from a distance, said to Tom, who was already impatient, "I'll follow him."
"Hey, I'm not that pockmarked face, I don't know how to eat alone." He said helplessly to Tom, "Cooperation, okay?"
Donovan suddenly remembered this.
"Tomorrow, we will set off tomorrow." Donovan rubbed his hands, a little impatiently.
Donovan returned to the hotel where he was staying, and called all the other detectives except White into his room.
He drove the rest of the cattle and left the stock exchange.
Donovan dismounted hastily.
However, he knocked on the door of almost everyone's room, but found that no one opened the door.
This pasture suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and the surrounding wilderness was empty.
A cow stood in front of them. Looking from outside the pen, the two were not so much communicating as they were talking to themselves.
Donovan grabbed Tom by both shoulders and began to shake his head vigorously:
Seeing Tom not moving, Donovan thought for a while and understood what the guy in front of him was thinking.
That pockmarked face said that he had followed this thief for many years, and he really had a connection.
"By the way, don't forget to ask someone to bring my horse and tie it to the door!" He ordered.
"He's back, but he didn't stay in the ranch all the time. Only his mother and sister were there." The cowboy looked in the opposite direction, put his hands in his pockets, and kicked the straw on the ground with his feet.
"Then how do we contact each other?"
"What if Jesse James brings someone back to us?" asked one of the detectives.
When Donovan's eyes rested on an old woman who was milking, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He quickly walked to the first floor, found the owner of the hotel, and asked eagerly, "Boss, have you seen those people staying with me?"
He kept a certain distance from Jeffries, so that the cowboy could not see him, but he could keep up with the marks he left.
There were three lines in total, one line said that Donovan's judgment was correct, one line scolded White for lack of cooperation spirit, and the other line called him unfounded worry and lack of courage.
She is Jesse James' mother.
"Your taste is really unique." The cowboy pouted.
He tidied up his guns, mounted his horse, and was ready to go.
Things have come to this point, I can only bet that my judgment has made a mistake.
However, he didn't know that just as he was about to leave, there was another person watching him from behind the window on the second floor.
Chen Jianqiu drew the curtains, turned his head, and said to the other people in the room:
"Get on the horse and get ready to go."
(End of this chapter)
"Yes." White looked down at the cow while making a strange request, "I need the breed from Missouri."
The cowboy smiled honestly, "Sir, the cow there is generally not sold here unless it can find a home here."
"Do you have a cigarette?" He glanced around, and then he heard White's body.
White took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pinched off the front end, put it in his mouth, lit it and took a puff, then handed the cigarette to the cowboy.
The cowboy took the cigarette and put it in his mouth.
Donovan, who was hiding in the crowd and staring at this side, opened his eyes wide:
"This man is an informant." He leaned down and said to Tom who was looking around.
"How did you see it?"
Tom looked at the cowboy and White, and asked incredulously.
"This action of pinching a cigarette is a kind of secret signal between us and an informant or an undercover agent. Only insiders know this. Oh, by the way, you have never been an undercover agent before."
"Is Jesse James back?" he asked in a low voice.
After selling most of the cattle he brought to a cattle dealer, Jeffries finally started packing up and getting ready to close the stall.
The people being followed are driving the herd of cattle, the speed of travel is not fast, and the traces are easy to find.
White directly rolled the telegram into a ball of paper and threw it into the trash can.
The Cowboy took a puff of his cigarette and dropped the rest on the ground.
Tom looked at Donovan oddly.
"Is there anything wrong?" Donovan felt for the first time White's feeling, he really felt that Tom was stupid and stupid.
What happened two days ago flashed across his mind.
Donovan followed quietly.
"Are you going to collect the net?" The cowboy continued to ask with his head down.
The next morning, White walked out the door of his room.
Two hours later, he discovered that a pasture appeared in front of him.
After finishing speaking, he wiped the soil with straw stuck to his feet, straightened his clothes, and left the cowshed.
The cowboy was not in a hurry to leave, but continued to sell the cattle to other cattle traders.
He told the others in the room what he discovered today.
Tom was reluctant, and left in three steps.
Seeing the cowboy smoking a cigarette, White walked to the cowboy's side, held the cowpen with his hand, and looked outside the cowpen.
"That's Jesse James' mother! Do you know? After catching his mother and threatening him with his mother, do you think he will hide again?" Donovan licked his lips.
Of course, due to the limit on the number of words in the telegram and Jeffries' special status, he couldn't make this matter clear.
White did not answer the question, but whispered in a tone that had never been heard before:
"Be careful and take care."
So the detective tied up the horse, took out a pair of binoculars from the horse, found a rock for cover, and began to observe the pasture in front of him.
"No, the situation in Dodge City is a bit complicated now. Carson and the others seem to be eyeing me, and the action is suspended." White said, "You continue to stay at the ranch and find out the specific whereabouts of Jesse James."
White knew that, possibly, the worst was about to happen.
He knew that if he went a little further, he might be discovered.
Seeing this, Donovan no longer needed to look any further.
White felt more and more that something was wrong.
Harry's call back was quick.
"But you didn't see Jesse James himself." Tom questioned himself, he didn't understand how exciting it was.
He is very familiar with this woman. He has seen a photo of this woman in the information provided to them by Chicago.
"Guys, we've found Jesse James' lair," he said excitedly.
White's face was livid.
He wanted to inform Donovan and Tom that they needed to stay in Dodge City for a few more days.
The boss looked at White in surprise: "Huh? Didn't they tell you? This group of people went out early in the morning, and they seemed to be heading out of the city."
The recklessness of these people will ruin things!
This is deadly!
He doesn't see a problem with kidnapping a thug's mom.
"When's the departure?" asked another detective.
"He's finished! Understand? He lost all his men in the last bank robbery." Donovan laughed. "Even if we can find some temporarily, how many can we have?"
There are not many people in the ranch, but they are all busy. Some of them are laying new cattle fences, and some are cleaning the cattle and sheep pens.
According to his judgment, the situation here will soon turn bad, and even if he is as proud as he is, he will have to seek support.
"You mean we kidnapped her mother?" Tom asked.
He hopes that the headquarters can quickly support here.
He got back to his horse, mounted it, and whipped back to Dodge City.
He quickly ran out of the hotel door, rode to the train station, and sent a telegram to Harry Rivers at the New Mexico headquarters.
"You don't want to go to the tavern recently, and I won't take the initiative to contact you. If there is anything wrong, go to Pink Lady to find little Lilith, and tell me to just find me. She will find a way to contact me."
He stamped out the cigarette end with his foot to prevent the straw on the ground from being ignited.
He prevented almost everyone from following him, but he didn't pay attention to those colleagues who he regarded as idiots.
"You go back first, lest that pockmarked face be suspicious." Donovan, who was staring from a distance, said to Tom, who was already impatient, "I'll follow him."
"Hey, I'm not that pockmarked face, I don't know how to eat alone." He said helplessly to Tom, "Cooperation, okay?"
Donovan suddenly remembered this.
"Tomorrow, we will set off tomorrow." Donovan rubbed his hands, a little impatiently.
Donovan returned to the hotel where he was staying, and called all the other detectives except White into his room.
He drove the rest of the cattle and left the stock exchange.
Donovan dismounted hastily.
However, he knocked on the door of almost everyone's room, but found that no one opened the door.
This pasture suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and the surrounding wilderness was empty.
A cow stood in front of them. Looking from outside the pen, the two were not so much communicating as they were talking to themselves.
Donovan grabbed Tom by both shoulders and began to shake his head vigorously:
Seeing Tom not moving, Donovan thought for a while and understood what the guy in front of him was thinking.
That pockmarked face said that he had followed this thief for many years, and he really had a connection.
"By the way, don't forget to ask someone to bring my horse and tie it to the door!" He ordered.
"He's back, but he didn't stay in the ranch all the time. Only his mother and sister were there." The cowboy looked in the opposite direction, put his hands in his pockets, and kicked the straw on the ground with his feet.
"Then how do we contact each other?"
"What if Jesse James brings someone back to us?" asked one of the detectives.
When Donovan's eyes rested on an old woman who was milking, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He quickly walked to the first floor, found the owner of the hotel, and asked eagerly, "Boss, have you seen those people staying with me?"
He kept a certain distance from Jeffries, so that the cowboy could not see him, but he could keep up with the marks he left.
There were three lines in total, one line said that Donovan's judgment was correct, one line scolded White for lack of cooperation spirit, and the other line called him unfounded worry and lack of courage.
She is Jesse James' mother.
"Your taste is really unique." The cowboy pouted.
He tidied up his guns, mounted his horse, and was ready to go.
Things have come to this point, I can only bet that my judgment has made a mistake.
However, he didn't know that just as he was about to leave, there was another person watching him from behind the window on the second floor.
Chen Jianqiu drew the curtains, turned his head, and said to the other people in the room:
"Get on the horse and get ready to go."
(End of this chapter)
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