Chinese people in this era generally have braids on the back of their heads, and their bodies are thin and thin, which cannot be compared with later generations. In addition, Indians themselves are also considered yellow races. It is not too surprising that Mr. Zhang Heng was mistaken by the bailiff at night. matter.
But when he got off his horse and walked a little closer, he could easily tell the difference between the two.
This also relieved the bailiff. Considering the unhappiness between the colonists and the Indians, he didn't want to hit the muzzle of an Indian in this deserted Gobi.
In order to make the other party feel at ease, the bailiff then took off the other holster around his waist and hung it on the horse's back.
Since the other party showed politeness, Zhang Heng returned the favor and took back the revolver in his hand.
"Well, I didn't expect to meet a Chinese in this desolate place." The bailiff stretched out a hand, "My name is Morton."
Zhang Heng shook hands with the bailiff, "Zhang Heng, anything is possible, Mr. Law Enforcement Officer."
"Where are you going, Mr. Zhang Heng?" The bailiff then asked casually.
"Lincoln County." Zhang Heng didn't hide his destination.
"Good place, I just went there a month ago, although there is no suitable land for growing tobacco or anything, there are quite a few pastures for grazing, and the dark beer in the bar in the town is also good, you won't want to miss it .” After Morton finished speaking, he glanced at the corn paste in the pot.
"Please." Zhang Heng said, anyway, he has decided to take a detour and go to another town to replenish on the way, and he doesn't care about the half bowl of polenta.
"Thank you, then I won't be polite." Morton took out an iron box from the bag hanging beside the saddle, probably his lunch box, scooped two spoonfuls of corn paste in it, and it wasn't too hot. The one who divided the second finished his drink, and then licked his lips unsatisfied.
Probably because he felt that after eating Zhang Heng's food, he should do something in return, the bailiff said again.
"With all due respect, Mr. Zhang Heng, it is not wise for you to choose to cross this desert to Lincoln County alone."
"Why do you say that?"
"This place is not peaceful. Murder and robbery often happen. I am investigating a group of people. I have been chasing after them for more than 20 days. They are pretending to be fur traders, but they are probably doing it in private. Not long ago, there was a robbery at the bank in Liangyin Town. A group of masked men killed the manager of the bank and a poor woman who went to the bank to save money. They robbed 40 kilograms of gold and evacuated. The local sheriff led people to chase after him, and after a fierce battle, the sheriff was shot and died, and some of the masked men were also injured, but they should only be slightly injured."
The bailiff paused, "Before the incident, someone saw that group of fur traders appearing near the town. They are very suspicious. Speaking of which, where did you come from? Did you see any suspicious people along the way?"
Zhang Heng didn't expect that there was such a story behind the few people he killed in the bar. Mr. Law Enforcer's description coincided with the group of people he met in the bar before. Zhang Heng guessed those people at the time His identity may not be very clean, after all, no matter what he said, he has never heard of fur traders setting up their bases in uninhabited towns, and those guys don't seem to want to do anything wrong.
However, he was busy entering the main task, and didn't want to meddle in other people's business. After getting the news he wanted, he dealt with the last person cleanly.
Zhang Heng didn't expect this good habit to let him pass by 40 kilograms of gold. He searched the tavern afterwards and found no gold. Having accepted his reconciliation proposal, he didn't even have time to confess the whereabouts of the gold in exchange for his own life.
"No, I didn't see anyone who fit your description along the way, Mr. Law Enforcement Officer." Zhang Heng said indifferently, "But I will pay attention to it later, and I will notify you immediately if I encounter it."
Zhang Heng would never admit that he had seen that group of people no matter what, let alone that the other party was just a suspect and was not convicted, he was killed by him in one go. The most important thing was the whereabouts of 40 kilograms of gold. To be honest, I didn't see those golden shadows at all, and I didn't really believe him.
What's more, he is only a Chinese, Zhang Heng wisely removed himself from this matter.
He even considered whether to kill the bailiff in front of him together. After all, the place where the two met was not too far from that uninhabited town. Even if he can arrive, and there are not many people in this Gobi, the other party may still suspect him.
However, he finally gave up on this idea. The bailiff may be tracking Rich and the others alone, but after finding someone, he cannot kill them alone. There should be companions and helpers. Zhang Heng doesn't know his companions and helpers. No matter how far it is from here, will they meet each other? It is impossible for him to kill everyone he meets.
Morton stared into the eyes of the Chinese man in front of him, and he couldn't see anything unusual there. No, it should be said that the man in front of him was quite different from all the Chinese people he had met before. He was walking alone in the Gobi, without any He looked timid after coming to an unfamiliar environment, and even dared to draw a gun against himself as a law enforcement officer. At the same time, he seemed to understand the legal environment in the west, and he spoke fluent and standard English, as if he had stayed in Europe for a long time, and even There is also some London accent, he just sits there, he seems very quiet most of the time, but no one dares to ignore him because of this quietness.
Mysterious Orientals. Morton thought to himself, smiled and said, "Regardless of whether this matter is resolved or not, I will go to Lincoln County again in a while. If you have any news, you can directly tell the sheriff there, and let him bring me a message." , Remember, those people are dangerous, if you really meet them, you'd better take a detour."
"Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Law Enforcement Officer, and I wish you success in your mission." Zhang Heng nodded his thanks.
It is rare to meet the same kind in the vast Gobi, so the two rested together for one night. During the period, Zhang Heng also asked the bailiff for some tips on horseback riding. Morton was surprised because he saw Zhang Heng's beautiful marksmanship, which even surpassed He knew most of the cowboys, but what he didn't expect was that Zhang Heng was riding a horse like a rookie who didn't know anything. Even some very basic things seemed to be his first knowledge.
Such a guy dared to ride a horse to Lincoln County four hundred miles away alone. Morton really didn't know whether to praise the other party for his courage or die.