America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 334

"This, is it over?" White couldn't believe his eyes.

The remaining few people in the ranch are all gunmen who have been doing crimes in the West for many years and have been famous for a long time.

At least on the line from Santa Fe to Dodge City, the fact that these people are still alive is enough to prove their strength.

According to Detective Mazi's experience, without a sufficient number of people or a complete plan, it is impossible to deal with these people, and even a one-to-one casualty ratio is acceptable to him.

But Carson and Jesse James died just like that, and then, the person who did it seemed to be alive and well, unscathed.

"What else?" Chen Jianqiu patted him on the shoulder, "I told you, don't hang out with those insects."

"You'll fit perfectly into their segments, and gradually move closer to them horizontally," he said, walking towards the crowd at the ranch.

"What is segment?" White followed behind and asked.

"Level? Grade? Forget it, let's use an analogy." Chen Jianqiu responded.

"I don't deny that the Pinkerton Detective Agency used to have all kinds of outstanding people." He stopped and glanced at the southern sky, "The best undercover agent I know is a Pinkerton detective. detective."

"But right now, Pinkerton is a piece of shit."

White is now more and more sure that the person in front of him is inseparable from Lynch's death.

But what does this have to do with him?
Chen Jianqiu is right. The current Pinkerton is no longer the intelligence agency that shocked the United States during the Civil War more than ten years ago.

At that time, the detective agency gathered all kinds of elites with unique skills.

And now?

Alan Pinkerton is growing old, and his two sons are fighting and cronyizing.

The people who can come up are all a bunch of crooked people with evil intentions. Even if they have some special skills, they never put their minds on how to solve the case.

After this incident was over, he submitted his resignation and asked Harry to settle his salary and go home to raise horses.

White walked behind Chen Jianqiu, thinking about how to write the resignation letter more chicly while walking.

But he suddenly remembered something:
"Mr. Chen, what did you just say? Frontier Detective Agency?"

Chen Jianqiu turned his head and looked surprised: "Yes, Border Detective Agency, our detective agency."

When White heard it, the expression on his face suddenly became stiff.

"You have a detective agency and still come to hire us?" He asked Chen Jianqiu angrily.

"We don't know where Jesse James is? Isn't it only you who know?" Chen Jianqiu spread his hands and said it as a matter of course, "Besides, if Detective Pinkerton can handle it, why are we still here?"

White was speechless and sighed deeply.

The two walked to the ranch, joined Wyatt and the others, and Camilla, who was holding a gun in the distance, also put away the gun and came in front of everyone.

Chen Jianqiu introduced everyone to White, and did not hide their identities and "great achievements" at all.

White gasped.

It is true that the strong have their own strong hands, and a mountain is still higher than a mountain.

If these people collapsed him now, and then buried the body or set it on fire, no one would really know.

"Xiao En, go to the city and inform the photographers I contacted before so that they can come and take pictures now." Chen Jianqiu said to Xiao En.

And he took White aside.

"I've met everyone, are you interested in joining us?" Chen Jianqiu asked with a smile on his lips.

"Me? Join you? Frontier Detective Agency?" White was stunned.

"Yes, I plan to hire you as the person in charge of the state distribution of the Border Detective Agency." Chen Jianqiu compared a figure, "Your salary."

White's heart skipped a beat.

This number is more than ten times what he was in Pinkerton.

This is so exciting.

With these incomes, he no longer has to worry about his father.

"Your father's living expenses will be calculated separately." Chen Jianqiu said as if he had read his mind.

"California, New Mexico, Kansas, take your pick. Anyway, Pinkerton has already gotten out of California, and the next two will be soon." Chen Jianqiu felt happy thinking about it.

White gritted his teeth: "Let's go to New Mexico first, and I will send Harry back to Texas with my own hands."

"So, when can I join my team?" Detective Mazi was full of ambitions for his future.

He was going to smack Harry across the face.

"You are the only one in the New Mexico branch right now." Chen Jianqiu nodded at White.

The pockmarks on White's face began to twitch.

"Where is the office and what is the business?"

"Not yet, the business has not been accepted yet." Chen Jianqiu replied with peace of mind.

After being silent for a long time, White asked:

"So, what does the Frontier Detective Agency have now?"

"rich."

Chen Jianqiu crossed his waist, his clothes were pushed back, and a pair of golden guns gleamed in the sun.

Not long after, the major newspapers in Kansas and Pulitzer in New York all received a package containing a draft and several photos.

Soon, the newspapers were scrambling to report several shocking news.

Jesse James, the bandit who ran wild in the west, was shot and killed.

This time it was really killed.

It was an organization called the Frontier Detective Agency who killed him. They accepted the entrustment of a frontier businessman, killed the robber, and recovered 190 dollars and 44 cents of stolen money.

At the same time, the famous Pinkerton Detective Agency was also commissioned.

But their performance in this hunt was extremely clumsy.

Pinkerton detectives not only kidnapped and killed two unarmed women, but also set fire to their ranch.

This angered the civilized citizens of the eastern states.

They applauded the death of Jesse James, but they were outraged by the deaths of the two women.

They felt those damn Pinkerton detectives should be dug up and put on trial even if they were dead!

States began to re-examine the Pinkerton Detective Agency organization within their respective states.

They were surprised to find that the armed force possessed by the detective agency even surpassed the local army.

This is a very unstable factor.

What's more, these people's methods of handling cases are almost the same as those of gangsters.

Dissatisfaction with Pinkerton began to grow in the states.

The old Pinkerton, who was lying on the hospital bed, tried his best and used all the connections he could use in the state legislatures to calm this matter down.

This made his condition worse.

But in Kansas, they were thrown out anyway.

Because the Pinkerton Detective Agency is suspected of colluding with the evil forces in Dodge City, the Dodge Gang.

The judge of Dodge City, "Unlucky Brown" is really unlucky this time.

I don't know, out of guilt for the people of Dodge City, or because of his conscience, he surrendered to the state court.

He admitted that he had been recruiting troops for many years, bullying the market, committing crimes, and condoning the law enforcement officers headed by Carson to run amok.

Brown's case was turned over.

There was little suspense about his trial because too many Dodge City residents could testify.

Wyatt returned to Dodge City.

Because of his high prestige in Dodge City, residents hope to re-elect him as sheriff or even judge.

But Wyatt refused.

He said he was now the head of the Frontier Detective Agency in Kansas, and that he had recommended a suitable candidate to the citizens.

The Border Detective Agency will work with local local law enforcement agencies to protect the safety of people in Dodge City and even Kansas.

"Boss, what did you say to that judge named Brown?" On the train, Sean closed the newspaper and asked Chen Jianqiu.

Chen Jianqiu was peeling an apple: "I told him, either die under my gun, or live the rest of his life in prison, let him choose."

"Then who are the new judges and law enforcement officers?" Camilla also asked curiously.

"One is brother Dylan, a native of Dodge City, and the other is a tavern owner. He used to be a Pinkerton detective, but not anymore."

Chen Jianqiu divided half of the peeled apples to Camilla:
"He is very upright and protected many people when he was a tavern owner, so everyone has no objection to the election."

"Then he is really a law enforcement officer now?" Sean scratched his head.

Chen Jianqiu smiled without saying a word.

What's mine must be mine, but what's yours doesn't necessarily belong to you anymore.

Although Pinkerton is still a behemoth, and the relationship with the federal government is intricate.

But not long after.

He wants the name Pinkerton to disappear from American history ahead of schedule.

Frontier Detective Agency, instead.

(End of this chapter)