America 1881: They Call Me Legend

About a month later, the railway reached Roswell.

This time it didn't cause much of a commotion, and it was completely different from the opening to traffic in Lincolnshire last time.

It was so quiet that none of the mainstream newspapers in New Mexico reported on the opening.

Because most of the residents of Roswell are Chinese.

Many of them have no need to come out.

Therefore, there are not many round-trip trains, and most of them are truck wagons transporting goods, machinery, supplies and raw materials.

The mass-produced Roswell M1882 rifles and the corresponding smokeless gunpowder bullets were transported by rail to various cities in the west, and then entered gun shops around the world through various distribution channels.

There are more gun shops than restaurants on this continent.

People were not particularly interested in this new rifle at first.

Because compared with the previous guns, the price of this gun is not low, and the bullets are also special, using special bullets.

But after a female bounty hunter named Camilla hit a target more than 1000 meters away with this gun in front of everyone on the outskirts of San Francisco.

Everyone present was stunned.

The photo of the beautiful woman holding a gun in her left hand and pointing at a target with her right hand soon appeared in major newspapers in California and even in the west.

As a result, the gun, along with the bullets it used, became popular in the West.

But all hunters, policemen, and even gangsters with a little financial strength are as proud of owning such a gun as if they were in fashion.

The first batch of guns was quickly snapped up.

Roswell M1882, sold out.

During this month, other things happened.

For example, a new detective agency called "Frontier" appeared in California, Kansas and New Mexico.

The person in charge in California, named Hanif, is said to have been a bounty hunter in the past. Their main business is to escort goods for the rich, and they will not be involved in the business in the city for the time being.

The head of Kansas was the famous Wyatt.

They all fill the void left by Pinkerton Detective Agency to some extent.

And in New Mexico, the man named White returned.

On his first day back, he threw his resignation through Harry Rivers' window.

Harry was sitting in his big chair smoking his pipe when he was hit by the shuttlecock-like envelope.

He tore open the envelope and found inside was a metal Pinkerton badge and a one-line letter of resignation.

"Quit! Goodbye!"

The inscription is White.

Harry Rivers didn't even have time to think about why it said "see you later" instead of "goodbye" on the paper, and rushed to the window angrily.

He was going to settle accounts with this impolite bastard.

But White didn't even leave him behind, and he had disappeared without a trace.

"Asshole! Never get your last month's salary from me!" Harry Rivers yelled into the street.

However, the next day, he understood the meaning of "goodbye" on the note.

Frontier Detective Agency's Santa Fe office is open.

As for the office location, according to Chen Jianqiu's instructions, it was arranged opposite the Pinkerton Detective Agency.

In the following period of time, Harry found that more and more employees submitted their resignations to him.

The reasons for resignation are nothing more than poor health and incompetence, or that although the frontier is beautiful, it is too far away from home and homesick.

At first Harry didn't care, because many of these employees were low-level detectives, and some of them couldn't even remember their faces or names.

But soon, he discovered a problem.

After these people left, the rest of the people on my side were basically waiting to die, unable to even do the most basic work.

The entire New Mexico branch of the Pinkerton Detective Agency was paralyzed.

But those who left their jobs appeared in the border detective agency opposite.

Harry suddenly became furious, put on his coat and hat, and angrily wanted to argue with Pocky Face.

Unexpectedly, when he walked to the door with his head down, he was rejected directly.

"Our person in charge said that idlers are not allowed to enter." A voice sounded in front of him.

Harry looked up and saw that it was his original guard.

At this moment, he was wearing the badge of his new club on his chest.

"When did you come?" Harry's face was almost crooked.

The doorman had never even handed him his resignation letter.

"Yesterday, sir." The guard was neither humble nor overbearing.

"I'm here to discuss business!" Harry snorted and said angrily.

He insisted on seeing White today, and had a good talk with him.

"For business, please make an appointment."

"I'm here for an interview, and I'm quitting my job too, are you satisfied!" Harry roared at the guard.

"Our person in charge said that we don't accept people above the supervisor level, because they are all trash." The guard repeated truthfully.

"You!" Harry said hysterically.

He raised his fist.

But the doorman stared at him fearlessly, without flinching.

Harry looked around and saw that the passers-by were looking at him strangely.

Finally he gave up and put down his hand.

The dignified head of the Pinkerton Detective Agency in New Mexico, the apprentice of the former Pinkerton "Three Heroes of the West" Hellman, had a street fight with a small guard, which was really unseemly.

Harry glared at the doorman viciously, then turned and walked towards the door on his side.

He returned to the office and sat down in the chair.

Harry's face was flushed, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more he thought about it, the more useless he became.

He rang the bell on the desk and called for two employees.

They are the few remaining who can still work.

"Check it out! Check it out for me carefully! Check out the origin of this border detective agency!"

But White, who was working opposite, was in an extremely beautiful mood at this time.

He waved the banknotes given to him by Chen Jianqiu, and poached employees from the Pink Detective Agency that he thought had certain abilities.

In addition, Chen Jianqiu matched him with some young Chinese who can understand English.

The Border Detective Agency is fully ready to start work.

He was busy with business, so he didn't have time to pay attention to the ex-boss who was furious.

In Roswell now, apart from oil wells and refineries, the busiest thing is the arsenal.

Chen Jianqiu's main energy during this period is to watch the production here.

The molds and manpower for most of the parts were not a problem, and Chen Jianqiu pulled a group of qualified people from Juárez.

As for those parts that need to be ordered from outside, Chen Jianqiu also let Browning find the source of supply.

Besides that, if there is anything more important, it is Hudson Maxim's gunpowder workshop.

The gunpowder workshop was housed alone in the wilderness.

Chen Jianqiu would wander here from time to time.

Because the process of the smokeless gunpowder produced here is kept secret to the outside world, and each process is separated. Even technicians often only know the process that they are responsible for.

In addition, a production line for explosives has just been installed here.

This has raised the requirements for safe production to a certain extent.

Chen Jianqiu didn't want the entire city of Roswell to be blown up.

On this day, when he was patrolling outside the workshop, he suddenly heard an angry reprimand from the workshop.

"You! Stand up! Why isn't the nitrocellulose wetted! Do you know it's going to kill us?"

Chen Jianqiu's back broke out in cold sweat.

He hurried into the workshop and saw Hudson Maxim reprimanding a technician.

The technician is Baco Pino, an Italian, responsible for a pre-procedure of smokeless gunpowder.

At this moment, he was bowing his head, being scolded by Hudson Maxim.

"If it weren't for the two rounds of cross-check inspections, we would all have to go to heaven now." The inventor, like Chen Jianqiu, was terrified even thinking about it.

Hudson looked at Chen Jianqiu.

It means that you are the boss, you can do whatever you want.

"Go and pay your salary and leave Roswell on the first train." Chen Jianqiu said expressionlessly.

Safety issues are out of the question here.

Baco Pino left the workshop dejectedly, and got on the train heading east that day.

As a new immigrant, he still needed a job.

So, he decided to try his luck in New Jersey.