A Red Dead Redemption Story

Chapter 26 The Angry Sheriff and the Old Sheriff

Facing the furious police chief in front of him, Blake seemed a little panicked, but Arthur remained unmoved. He sat down on the chair with a smile and looked at Malloy who was really furious beside him. After a while, Arthur finally Slowly opened his mouth and said:
"Mr. Sheriff, you've got yourself into a lot of trouble."

There's nothing to think about. Charlatans always say this at every turn. It basically has the same effect as "You're about to die."

Malloy pointed his finger at Arthur, looking like he was shaking with anger. In short, he said tremblingly:

"You damn guy, if I'm in trouble, it's all because of you!"

Facing where Malloy was furious, slapping the table and throwing things, Arthur took out a cigarette from his arms and drank one, while Black standing beside him consciously took out a match to help him The cigarette was lit, Arthur took a puff and said:
"Who is that? Quickly get a glass of water for Mr. Sheriff. I think he is too happy and confused. We just helped him get rid of two criminals. How could it be that we caused him trouble?"

After taking only one puff of the cigarette, Arthur pinched it off, silently thinking that smoking was harmful to health.

I always habitually light up a cigarette when talking. This is really a bad habit that is difficult to quit, especially if you accidentally start smoking on such occasions.

Malloy was unexpectedly calmed down by Arthur's words, or maybe he had finished venting his anger, took a sip of the water poured by the deputy sheriff, and after he sat down at the desk again, he said to The two of them looked carefully up and down, then looked at Arthur and said:

"Let's talk straight. You may think that I received money from the Odrisk Gang, so I'm covering for them..."

Looking aside, Blake was nodding, and so was the deputy sheriff. Malloy's nameless anger surged into his heart again, but he still tried his best to control himself, re-brewed his emotions and continued:
"Yes, I did take the money, but it was all to protect this town, not for myself! How many formal police officers do you think there are in the entire Valentine Police Department? And you know the damn O'Drisco Gang? How many people are there?"

"I did acquiesce to their behavior of collecting protection fees from merchants in the town, but only in this way did they promise me not to rob the merchants doing business in Valentine, nor to attack the citizens of Valentine! ...At least, at least not near Valentine.”

As if he had accumulated too many grievances, Malloy poured out the bitter water directly, and seemed unable to stop for a while. He continued:

"I also know that they have gone too far recently. They are crazy about charging more protection fees from merchants. Some merchants have already given money, but they still want to collect more. I know that, it is probably because of Convo The train robbery has become a big deal, and I heard that Detective Pinkerton is dealing with them recently... But that’s not the point, this situation is only recent!”

"It'll be fine if you just hold on a little longer!"

Arthur had a look of disapproval on his face. Can you expect a fishy cat to just let it go?
"You don't understand, they are just a bunch of bugs that can't be killed. You really don't understand. When the limelight passes, Detective Pinkerton will always have other targets, and the big shots' attention will always shift, and then they will start again. The ashes of death are resurrected, and for those who offend them, the destruction of their families and lives is only minor."

"Valentin tried to resist as the last old sheriff, but what was the result? It wasn't a failure. At that time, I was only the deputy sheriff..."

Arthur was about to interrupt him:

"Which..." "Don't interrupt me! Cole, listen carefully to me, don't you always understand why I do this?"

Cole was the name of the deputy police chief. Seeing that it was impossible to stop Malloy from continuing, Arthur had no choice but to move his butt and adjust himself to a more comfortable position, ready to listen to the selfless Malloy. What on earth is the Sheriff going to say to defend himself.

"At that time, I was just a deputy sheriff, very young, and very cowardly. But the old sheriff was different. He was an upright man, a typical old-school Westerner. He was determined not to compromise with these scum. He captured some of their people and hung some of them. At that time, we all thought that this would be able to scare the Odrisk gang and make them leave Valentine."

"I guess the old Sheriff didn't end well?"

Malloy glared at Arthur and continued:

"Not good? The old sheriff's home is not far outside the town. He lives with his wife, elderly parents, and three lovely children..."

Hearing this, Arthur seemed to have guessed what was going to happen next.

Sure enough, Malloy continued:
"That day, when the old police chief came back from get off work, he found that a family of five people had been hanged neatly on the big tree at the door. Only the daughter, who was less than five years old, was left under the tree, babbling. Calling mom..."

Arthur's brows furrowed. It was obviously the first time for everyone present to hear this story. Deputy Sheriff Cole looked in disbelief, and Blake also looked shocked.

Sure enough, in all tragedies, children are always particularly able to arouse everyone's sympathy.

Malloy took a deep breath, and just when everyone thought the story was over, he slowly spoke again:

"Although the old Sheriff is going crazy, he can't. For her little daughter, he is her only relative. The old Sheriff can only make himself stronger, because he is very worried about the safety of his little daughter, so he He didn’t dare to work and stayed at home with his little daughter all the time, while I was responsible for delivering him some daily necessities.”

"In the days to come, we will be careful, fearing that the O'Drisco gang will retaliate again. After I finish my work, I will also go to the old sheriff's house to see if there is anything I can do to help."

"But...only Qianri can be a thief, how can a Qianri guard against thieves?"

"I still remember that day. I was working the night shift at the police station. When I saw a fire coming from the direction of the old police chief's house, I rushed there immediately. But by the time I arrived, it was already too late. .”

Malloy was silent, lost in his own memories.

(End of this chapter)