Falsifying history is good business

Chapter 381 Chapter Horseshoe Lookout
The robbers went away, the sky gradually brightened, and the passengers on the train calmed down. It was both lucky and unfortunate for the train to encounter the Van Gang robbery; the unfortunate thing was of course the heavy loss of property, all visible valuables were looted; the lucky thing was that they encountered the Van der Linde gang, which was relatively law-abiding, and they could keep their lives after losing money and avoiding disaster.

Most of the casualties in the robbery occurred among the armed guards. Others, including the train driver and boilerman, were just a little frightened. The worst injury was a cut on the forehead or a bloody swelling.

Although there was no danger, no one wanted to stay there; protecting the crime scene was not something these wealthy passengers needed to consider. After making sure the robbers had left, some brave passengers woke up the unconscious train driver and worked together to push the tanker that was blocking the track. Not long after, the train started moving again.

I don’t know if it was because he was eager to get away from this terrifying place, but the boilerman kept adding coal to increase the speed; if he kept running like this, maybe he could make up for the wasted time and arrive at the next stop on time!

During this time, a magical thing happened. Everyone seemed to ignore the private carriage hanging on the tail of the train, as if they had collectively forgotten the existence of Lin You. At the same time, Lin You was "talking" to someone.

"Have you found Van der Linde to help? If you had listened to me, there wouldn't have been so much trouble; the fate of Arthur Morgan and John Marston has always been in my hands." The voice came from the accountant, but it was only the voice, his real body was not here.

Lin You replied: "You are too conspicuous; most of your friends know that you have the ability to observe the changes in fate. If you come forward, it will be easy to attract Thor and Tyr."

The accountant's tone was strange and inexplicable: "I thought you and them were partners in the search for the 'God of Truth'."

"They are indeed partners, but now is not the time for cooperation." The author was sincere when he proposed cooperation to the Norse gods, and he was decisive when he ignored and destroyed the cooperation opportunities at this moment; "Thor and War God are both famous for their strong combat power, not their investigative ability. I don't want to explain to them the reasons for everything I do; they don't have the patience, and they don't understand."

"They are now searching everywhere for Loki's whereabouts. If they return empty-handed, they will eventually find me. My friends will probably not be able to escape their questioning either." The accountant said helplessly, "At this time, everyone is worried, fearing that they will be affected by the struggle between the true gods."

"Just tell the truth when the time comes; I didn't let you get involved in my affairs, so you don't know anything, isn't that normal?" Lin You wanted to pray for the accountant and his friends, but he was unable to help them much.

So-called "gods" like accountants, who have unknown origins, lack backing, and have insufficient strength, would probably be classified as "hairy gods" or "grass-roots gods" in the context of Chinese mythology; once these "gods" of all sizes encounter real gods causing trouble, they can only lie down and be beaten.

"In order to tell the truth, should I end this conversation with you immediately?"

Lin You reminded: "Don't forget, when the Lord of Asgard looks for you, notify me; it doesn't matter before or after."

"Carrying those Norse gods?"

"Of course." Lin You said casually, "You are on my side, right?"

"Of course!" The accountant responded very quickly, his voice and tone very firm.

When there was no more sound in the carriage, Lin You fell into a long period of contemplation; the rising sun shone in through the window, but failed to illuminate his face. Instead, it left a large shadow that almost covered an entire wall of the carriage.

The train lurched into Lodz Station, and the news of the train robbery spread throughout the town almost instantly, spreading in all directions. People related and unrelated came one after another to inquire about the news; truth and rumors fermented at the same time, providing those who were interested with the information they needed.

Similar to the previous situation, whether it was the people who were trying to find out the news or the people who were spreading the news, they all ignored Lin You's existence; he watched coldly and quickly locked onto the target.

Even across the platform you could smell Pinkerton.

The ignored figure left the noisy crowd at Rhodes Station and disappeared silently. It was not until this time that a few station workers suddenly woke up and remembered that they still had the task of taking care of and maintaining a certain rich man's private carriage. In their chaotic memories, the rich man was having fun in a luxury hotel in town, waiting for the train to New Orleans tomorrow! Little did they know that the real body of the rich man had crossed a distance of nearly 100 miles and came to the Dakota River, which did not belong to the two Dakota states.

Is this normal? Given the high rate of name duplication among Westerners, it is not uncommon to mix up place names; in the United States alone, there are two Washingtons in the state-level administrative region.

Therefore, when Lin You integrated the story of "Red Dead Redemption", he was too lazy to rewrite it.

With four Van der Linde gang members acting as "magic signposts", Lin You easily found the game players' favorite gang base - Horseshoe Lookout.

The sun is shining and the sky is high and the air is fresh.

The towering terrace ensures a dry and comfortable environment, while also guaranteeing a wide field of vision, allowing for timely detection of dangers along the riverside road, while the dense forest behind it blocks sight and sound. A stream flows under the terrace, and the abundant water source attracts a large number of wild animals, enough to provide food for more than 20 people in the gang.

By this time the sky was completely bright and the gang camp was gradually becoming noisier.

Lin You cast an illusion spell, and his whole body seemed to be weightless. He landed on the top of a big tree that overlooked the entire camp, swaying with the wind.

Faintly, Dutch and Hosea could be heard discussing, "If you hadn't mentioned that man, I would have forgotten about him. A college student out for a field trip and a roaming gangster don't seem like people we'd ever run into again."

"He certainly didn't come to us to reminisce about the past, but I don't think he had any bad intentions."

"Then let's wait until we meet. If he really comes..."

Hosea was much older than he remembered, and Ms. Susan was no longer as charming as she once was; Lin You could call out the names of everyone in the camp, but he had the impression that he had seen very few people in Arizona.

The Van der Linde gang has always had a lot of personnel turnover. Not to mention the adopted orphan John Marston, even the founder Hosea once left for a woman; but they all came back in the end.

I just don’t know if those missing people are dead or simply left the gang?
Lin You observed everyone carefully, even Reverend Swanson who was drunk early in the morning, the uncle who was still groggy after a night of sleep, and Jack Marston who was confused and had not yet grown up.

"No, none at all." The writer looked at them one by one, but could not see any trace of magic or divinity; "You introduced me to the plot of Red Dead Redemption, but the bait was not placed on the Van der Linde gang, which is the core of the story? If you just throw an empty hook to me, it would be too disrespectful, Patrick Morgan."

As he was pondering, Arthur Morgan walked up to Jack Marston with his red eyes wide open, shouting, "Young man, it's time to teach you how to make a living on your own. Come on, follow me."

Lin You watched the intimate interaction between the two and subconsciously went to look for little Jack's biological father; but he saw John Marston lying in the tent and snoring.

"Speaking of which, it seems that there is a reason why the players would doubt Little Jack's bloodline. He really doesn't act like a biological father."

(End of this chapter)