A Red Dead Redemption Story

Chapter 5 Interrogation
Hosea lit another cigarette for himself, looked at Arthur and said, "Although you have quit smoking for a long time, do you really not want to have one now?"

Arthur took off his hat and put it on the table, waved his hand to reject Hosea, "Thank you, no need."

Smoking is harmful to health. In those broken memories, he has deeply realized this truth.

Hosea looked at Arthur and said: "The snow is still very heavy, we have to stay here for the time being."

"It seems like this is the case for the time being. Everyone is still very weak. It's really too big. The carriage is almost filled with snow. We have to wait until the snow stops and the snow has almost melted, otherwise we won't be able to go anywhere. .”

Hosea nodded, "This weather is just a trouble. For us, there are many bigger troubles. Even if we leave here, what will happen next? What will happen next..."

Arthur kept nodding in his heart, it seemed that Hosea also knew what he was going to face next - for the huge reward on Dach's head, many people would come to hunt them down.

Leaving may be the easiest way to escape, but Arthur can't do it because Hosea can't do it, and others won't agree with this method for the time being.

Hosea did not continue speaking, but changed the subject,
"Daqi and I have already tried to interrogate the kid from the O'Drisik Gang that you captured."

"That kid didn't want to speak. He didn't want to say anything except that his cousin would come to save him. Maybe our civilized questioning method is not the correct way to open the safe. Please remember to go there later, Da Qi wants him to tell everything he knows."

Arthur nodded: "I'll go over there later. After you settle in, have you talked to Dutch?"

Hosea didn't seem very interested and just replied calmly: "He may be too tired. Later, I will try to talk to him again later."

It seemed like Hosea and Dutch weren't having a good conversation and didn't want to talk about it.

"Listen Hosea, we have known each other for a long time. I have always believed in you. You and Dutch can take care of everyone. Even I can see that the previous plan to hijack the ship was unreliable, but Dutch still persisted... As a result We have also seen it, and I don’t know the detailed process, but judging from the results, this plan not only failed completely, but also brought us huge consequences.”

"Hosea, Dutch, he's changed."

Arthur spoke very calmly, as if this was a small matter. He believed that Hosea could feel it, but he didn't want to believe it yet.

He also knew very well that the seriousness of the robbery of the cash transport ship was definitely not comparable to their previous petty brawl in Blackwater Town.

Everyone is avoiding talking about this matter, and Dutch is trying to downplay this failure and try to win back people's hearts, but everyone can more or less feel that this time things will not end so easily.

Government agents are really after them.

Hosea's old face dropped and he was silent. When the too long cigarette ash fell from his fingertips, he remembered to put out the cigarette.

Putting out the cigarette butt, he slowly said: "I believe in Daqi, and you also believe in Daqi. Just like in the past, Daqi will always find a way, and this is a big country. …”

Arthur did not object. This was indeed a very big country, and the vast west gave people like them a vast space for survival. However, in the past few years, everything had slowly changed.

The environment in the West has begun to change, and they need to change too.

Standing up and putting his hat back on, Arthur said: "Hosea, wake up. I don't want to say this. I liked the life in the past, but there is indeed not much land in this vast land that can accommodate us anymore." Such people survive.”

"Are we this kind of people?..."

Hosea was silent, as if the happy days were still yesterday forever. He subconsciously touched his gray hair, but Hosea broke the silence and said with a smile: "Arthur, when did it start? ?You have become so good at talking."

"It's good, but it's a pity that if you had been able to say so earlier and asked you to persuade Dutch, maybe we could have prevented things from becoming like this."

Arthur was also silent. Maybe it was always just maybe. Hosea still didn't want to admit what the problem was.

Maybe he still feels that more of the problems lie with himself...

"I'm going to see if any of the boys are willing to talk now. Hosea, please smoke some cigarettes. Don't think you're still a young boy."

Arthur raised his hat and stood up and left the house.

……

"Hello Arthur." Pearson wrapped himself tightly and looked fatter. With nothing to do, he would rather warm himself by the fire in the stable-turned-kitchen.Arthur walked in, patted the snow on his body and said, "How's Odlisk's boy?"

Pearson pointed to the right along the wild deer hanging on the wall, and the boy was hanging next to him. Although he looked depressed, he was obviously still alive and well.

"Have you figured out how to deal with this guy? When I was still in the Navy, it wasn't so troublesome. The captured prisoners would just say whatever they asked. You said Odrisk, a trash talker, was unexpectedly quite strict. Woolen cloth."

Arthur decisively interrupted Pearson and continued to share his experience of joining the army.
"Mr. Pearson, you know, I am very interested in your naval life back then. Your service to the country is admirable. If possible, let us continue this topic next time."

Arthur looked at the food inventory here, a few bags of fruit, hanging meat, and of course a few cases of beer in the corner, and continued: "We escaped from Blackwater Town and were being chased by government agents. Under such circumstances, even if the procurement time is greatly shortened, it is really good to still be able to drink authentic Navy Light beer.”

Picking up a bottle, it was a brown wine bottle with a bare body. This stuff was brewed on a navy ship. It was kept chilled in this damn weather, so it tasted surprisingly good.

"We'll get through it, just like we always get through it, Mr. Pearson." Passing a bottle to Pearson, the two clinked the bottles and took a sip.

No need for financial encouragement, now Arthur is very happy to give.

If you were to ask Pearson who his favorite person in this small gang is, this seemingly honest but somewhat cunning Mediterranean uncle would definitely tell you that in his opinion, everyone is the same, although he likes to think that he was in the United States. His service experience in the Navy was used as a talking point, but most of the time everyone was happy to agree with him. If he were to say that he was usually the most supportive, it was definitely Arthur.

What?It's not that he was interrupted this time, it's nothing, Arthur still has business to do.

Therefore, even though he said the same thing, in his heart he would definitely choose Arthur.

Pearson poured himself a big sip of beer and said to Arthur with a little embarrassment: "I was in a hurry last night and the food was a little short. It just so happened that everyone didn't have a good meal during this period. Today at noon I We have prepared roasted venison and tomato and radish stewed venison soup for everyone, so that everyone can have a good meal."

"Sounds good?"

Listening to the two people chatting in front of him, Odrisk boy whimpered as if he didn't exist. He had been hanging in the drafty kitchen for a whole day with his mouth gagged. He was cold and hungry, even if he wanted to He couldn't even sleep for a while, it was hard, and he was in this uncomfortable position. As soon as he found some sleepiness, he would be woken up by the fat cook in front of him lighting a fire stick.

At this moment, he had already decided in his heart that he would confess and be lenient when the time was right, and his image as a hero was almost established.

"Boy, before I start, I think we can reach a consensus first, that is, no one will come to save you." Arthur came to him, stared into his eyes, and watched the boy in front of him with his mouth gagged and still... As if he wanted to speak, Arthur shook his head and felt that young people always have an incomprehensible stupidity.

"That is to say, no matter what, no matter what thoughts and consciousness you have, I hope you can consider your own fate first, don't you think so?"

"Woo! Woo!" He smiled flatteringly.

Arthur didn't take off the rag stuffed in his mouth and threw it away, but just punched him in the stomach with a straight right fist.

"Ouch!...You bitch..." Before he could finish the next sentence in his mind, Arthur hit him hard on the lower side of his right chest and ribs with another left fist.

"Listen, I will only ask all the questions once. You have to know that boxing with a sandbag is a very good warm-up exercise when it is snowing so heavily, and it can also effectively vent your emotions. You may not know it, but I've been having a hard time lately."

Arthur straightened the kid's body that was twisted in pain and continued: "I can't remember where I heard this sentence, but every time I think about it, I feel it makes sense. How did you say that? , Oh yes, the smile never disappears, it just moves from one face to another?"

Arthur smiled and moved his fists left and right, hitting the boy's face left and right with a combination of punches.

To be honest, Arthur doesn't care whether he will confess what Dutch wants to know. The current interrogation behavior seems to him more like a catharsis of emotions, a kind of strong but no place that makes uncomfortable emotions already tortured. He has been for a long time.

……

Finally, Arthur took the rag out of his mouth and threw it on the ground.

"Huh...huh, huh..." O'Drisik's boy gasped for air.

A painful voice spat out from his broken cheeks, "You...you fucking!"

What's the matter, so resistant?

This is great.

(End of this chapter)