A Red Dead Redemption Story

Chapter 343 Don’t play with me like turning over the table

On the pier, Arthur flicked the cigarette butt away, then stopped Rudy who was conflicting with Jacob, and said:

"It's okay. Since Mr. Spencer really wants to invite me back to sit down, then why not? Let's go."

"Mr. Morgan, I am really surprised to see you willing to cooperate, but you have saved us all a lot of trouble."

Although Jacob felt that Arthur's sudden change of attitude was strange, as long as he was willing to go back with him, the rest of the matter would be easy to handle.

Rudy, the interim chief of the Saint-Denis Police Department, wanted to persuade Arthur a few more words, but before he could speak, Arthur said to him:
"Director Rudy, don't you still have work to do? Go ahead, I will visit you tomorrow, please be safe."

"Okay, Mr. Morgan, then I look forward to your visit."

After saying that, Rudy didn't hesitate anymore and led his people to continue searching for Dutch.

"Then let's go." Jacob politely extended his hand to signal Arthur.

In this way, Jacob left the dock with some people and Arthur.

Although Jacob always felt that something was wrong, such as the person wearing a half-mask who seemed to be a bodyguard, why did he act like before, anyone who dared to touch Arthur would get through him first, but now he He acted extraordinarily calmly when he took Arthur away, and left on his own.

But anyway, Jacob and Arthur got into the same carriage, and then rode with his men towards the suburbs of Saint-Denis.

On the way, Jacob and the others were stopped by the police officers responsible for blockade surveillance on every road passing through Saint-Denis. They were not released until they were sure that there were no prisoners hidden in the carriage.

Due to a lot of time wasted on this, by the time the group left Saint-Denis and drove through the countryside, it was already getting late.

On the carriage, Arthur wasn't in a hurry to say anything, he just looked at Jacob, and Jacob didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't speak either.

The silence between the two remained like this until the carriage suddenly stopped.

This pause finally made Jacob, who had been thinking about what was wrong, figure out something. At this time, Jacob finally said:
"Webster? You did this?"

Arthur laughed meaningfully, lit a cigarette to himself, and said:

"Don't talk nonsense. If I did it, would Joseph and I still have such a close relationship?"

Jacob did not accept this trick, he continued:
"If I go outside now and look at the people who stopped the carriage, can you guarantee that they are not your people?"

This time, before Arthur could answer, the detective outside told Jacob the answer.

"Director, the man with the half mask before, he is leading people to block the road ahead."

Hearing this, Jacob looked at Arthur with penetrating eyes. He took out his gun, pointed at Arthur and said:
"Don't play with me like flipping the table, you..."

Before Jacob could finish speaking, Arthur raised his middle finger to Jacob. Looking at Jacob's pretentious appearance, if his gun hadn't been taken away, he would have only raised his middle finger to fire, high and low. Arthur wanted to make him realize how wrong it was to point a gun at himself.

But with or without a gun, it was the same to Arthur.

"Shoot, Spencer, what? Didn't your daddy teach you how to shoot?"

As he spoke, Arthur put his head directly on the muzzle of Jacob's gun, and stretched out his hands to hold down Jacob's gun-holding hand, which seemed to be frightened and wanted to retract.

"Tip the table? Hey, Spencer, I really want to tip the table, what can you do?"

Arthur just stared into Jacob's eyes with a fearless smile on his face.

"..."

Speaking of which, this is also a very strange thing. To a certain extent, when Jacob pointed the gun at Arthur, he wanted to threaten his men outside by controlling Arthur, but when Arthur put his head on the muzzle of Jacob's gun. The situation suddenly changed. When you try to save your own life at the cost of other people's lives, you have to be the one who is more willing to risk your life.

For example, now, when Arthur tested Jacob and didn't dare to shoot, all Jacob's threats were meaningless. If he killed Arthur here, he would not survive.

Jacob didn't think Arthur's life could compare to his own.In the end, Arthur took Jacob's gun directly, and Jacob, who obviously misjudged what would happen next, did not resist.

Jacob didn't think Arthur dared to kill him.

It can only be said that there is a need for capital to lift the table. People who have concerns will never dare to lift the table, and at the same time they are afraid that others will lift the table.

"Okay, you win. Since you are going to cause this, why did you agree to go with me just now?"

Arthur answered while playing with the gun in his hand:

"I warned you, but you didn't listen. However, it's not just you who wants to talk to me. I also want to talk to you? There's nothing wrong with the right thing. Besides, there's no chance of a conversation like this. It's quite rare, isn't it? Tell me, if something happened to us on the road, Rudy and those who were there just now can testify to me that I was taken away by you..."

"I am a government employee, Arthur Morgan. You have to think clearly about what you are doing! And I have a very good relationship with Joseph!!"

Ah, when Arthur heard this, he didn't know whether he should tell Jacob or not.

Joseph?Hehe, even when the dignified Minister of Justice was hung on a tree by him, Joseph didn't think these words were useful to Arthur.

"Jacob, um, Jacob, can I call you that?"

Outside the carriage, agents from the Bureau of Investigation and the people brought by Charlie faced off.

Charlie wasn't in a hurry, didn't speak, just waited.

Although Arthur didn't explain anything to him just now, Charlie understood the look he gave him at the end.

"..."

"Okay, I'll take it as your consent, Jacob. Now, how about we seize the time to have a frank chat?"

Hearing what Arthur said, Jacob was speechless. Didn't he want to have a good and honest chat when he visited Arthur?
"can."

"Huh? Then what are you waiting for? Start talking." Arthur urged with a smile.

"..."

"Okay, let me show you. Listen, the material that Bronte handed over is indeed in my hand. I originally thought that it would be Joseph or someone else who came to talk to me, but it turned out that... When it comes to you, I don’t know whether I should say you are lucky or unlucky. No matter what, I don’t like your attitude towards me now, so I am going to announce it. Yes, don’t I saw this expression, but your name is not on it? What do you have to worry about? Besides, didn’t I ask your people to bring you a message? Didn’t you receive it? "

"What words?" Jacob asked.

Arthur slapped his head and then remembered that the police officers he had ordered did not let the two detectives who were following him get off the train.

"Ah, I'm sorry. The person who brought the message is probably still on the train. It's okay. I'm telling you the same thing now. I originally wanted you to pay attention to tomorrow's "Lemoyne State Journal", but now, do you still have it? Tomorrow, we still need to have further communication, right?"

"Arthur Morgan, has anyone ever said that you are arrogant? Yes, I do not dare to kill you, but you dare to kill...!"

"Bang!" Arthur shot directly at the side of Jacob's head.

The gunshot directly stimulated the two parties who were still confronting each other outside.

Fortunately, Jacob reacted quickly and shouted outside:
"fine!"

"Arthur?"

"I'm fine."

After confirming that nothing happened in the carriage, the two parties calmed down again and continued to maintain the confrontation.

(End of this chapter)