"what happened?"
The belated arrival of the Sheriff put his hand on the handle of the gun at his waist. The simple folk customs of the West made him unable to feel any safe even in the town. These people may be just because you looked at him a few more times. I imagine that this person must want to kill me, so I pull out the gun and kill the other person. Maybe that person wasn't looking at him at all, but just something behind him.
Of course, this is an exaggerated description, but the Sheriff still maintains a high degree of vigilance. If anything goes wrong, he will immediately escape from here. When he was assigned to this town, his teacher at school told him that it was not a shameful thing to flee the scene and ask for support, but it was a shameful thing to blindly throw away his life dedicated to the country. He has kept this in mind to this day. .
"It's nothing, Sheriff..." A middle-aged man who looked very honest stood in front of the Sheriff. He pointed to the burning house on the right rear and said: "The old drunkard's house caught fire for some reason. Everyone is watching the excitement.”
With such an explanation, the Sheriff felt a little more relaxed. He put on his hat, pushed through the crowd and walked into the crowd. The heat wave that hit his face made him take a step back. The entire two-story house had been completely engulfed by fire. The old drunkard sat on his knees holding his furry toy and cried bitterly. He and his wife built this house together. Later, his wife disappeared when she went to pick vegetables in the farmland. To this day, there is no news. The official has given a death notice and returned his wife to the police. Joined the ranks of the dead.
Now this last remaining memory has been burned away with the fire. In addition to bits and pieces of precious memories of the past, there is also the money he has saved over the years in the house. He didn't have much money, only more than two hundred yuan, but this was already the largest fortune he had. He didn't know where he should go in the future and was full of confusion about his future life.
At this time, an onlooker was about to say something. He was here when what happened just now, but just when he was about to speak, he felt a wave of numbness on his face, and he looked around following some inexplicable feelings. In the past, more than a dozen people were looking at him silently, as if they were looking at a dead person. He opened his mouth for a few seconds and then closed it angrily. Anyway, it had nothing to do with him!
If something like this happened, the residents of the town would definitely be wary of outsiders. Amon had already left in a carriage, and Dulin still had to wait three days for a steam train to pass by. At this time, he was standing in a vegetable garden, and on the shelf in front of him hung the man who was watching him.
"Wake him up!" Du Lin waved his hand slightly, and a young man poured cold water on him.
The agent of the Security Committee had already been stripped of his clothes. At this moment, a bucket of cold water rushed down. He raised his head and puffed out his chest and took a big breath, just like the moment when a drowning person is pushed out of the water by the current. Full of desire and instinct for survival, he filled his lungs with air.
After waiting for about three or four seconds, he came to his senses. After struggling for a while, he realized that he was hanging on a rack, a rack used to dry leather.
Most of these shelves are round and made of high-quality wood with a certain degree of flexibility, because there are Gobi wolves and black-haired lions in many places in the west. Although these animals are very annoying, their fur is very attractive. People like it. A piece of Gobi wolf fur is worth anywhere from two yuan to five yuan. It is priced according to the size, luster and completeness of the fur. It is said that there are gray-white Gobi wolf skins worth 20 yuan and pure white Gobi wolf skins worth 50 yuan. Skin.
The price of the black-haired lion's fur is slightly more expensive than that of the Gobi wolf, but not much. If the black-haired lion's fur can be guaranteed to be intact, especially the head, the price will double.
In addition to farming and mining, many ordinary people who live in order in the west have another source of economic income from these wild animals that have been fighting against humans for many years. It cannot be said that every household has such a thing, but as long as there are young people in the family, they will basically have such a shelf.
His hands and feet were tightly tied to the frame. The circular frame was very flexible and stretched his body as far as possible. His whole body was stretched tight on the frame like a "big" one. middle. He shook his head and saw Du Lin, Du Fo and the people behind them.
There was a ringing in his left ear, and it felt like he had been hit on the side of his head with a stick just now. His head felt dizzy, and his body was extremely cold. A gust of wind blew, and the chill penetrated his body along the pores.
He swallowed with trembling lips and tried his best to calm down the fluctuations in his heart. "Why are you arresting me?" He still retained a ten thousandth of hope and wanted to show his innocence. The report on Dulin made it clear that he would not cause harm to innocent people and that he had his own code of conduct.
Duffer casually threw a pistol on the ground. The man looked at the pistol on the ground, endured the pain in his head and asked: "A pistol, what does this mean?"
Duffer lit a cigarette and licked his lips, "Military standard 71k pistol, with an extended ammunition feeder, which can accommodate thirty-two bullets. The improved muzzle and chamber can increase the effective killing range of the bullets." Thirty-five meters. This pistol is equipped with a sealed return device and can fire continuously. It is a military product that is strictly prohibited from circulation and trading. Only the army is equipped with this weapon. "
Dulin shrugged, "Won't you tell me your origins and your purpose?"
The guy was silent for a moment. Only then did he realize that this group of people was much more cunning than he thought. He recognized his identity just by using a pistol. You know, many gang members didn't even notice such a pistol. Know what's special about it. Perhaps he overlooked one thing, that is, a large number of young Guarts who were recruited during the Civil War returned to the place where they lived after the war, and they would teach their children what they saw and learned while participating in the war.
This is the tradition of the Guart people. In the past, whether in the period of cold weapons or the period of alternation of hot and cold weapons, the soldiers of the Guart people would take the captured weapons and the enemy's front teeth back to their homes after the war. They would tell all the children what weapons the enemy used, how they slashed and stabbed, and how they killed their own countrymen. They would also display the front teeth of their enemies to prove their exploits on the battlefield.
This practice once contributed to the heroic fighting of the Guart people. Young children already knew the enemy's fighting methods before they saw the enemy, and these stories from the battlefield would also inspire their courage and courage. and the desire to establish merit.
In the lower town of Turnell, the veterans also told the children in detail the weapons used by the Federation and the Empire's standard weapons, including this 71k military standard pistol. This kind of pistol shines on the battlefield, especially in close combat. Its superior performance and high-speed and stable bursts are not inferior to those of rifles, but it is lighter than rifles, requires less operating space, and carries less ammunition. More, to great acclaim.
"My name is Cook, and I am affiliated with the National Security and Security Council of the Ministry of Defense. I passed here on a mission this time. If my companions and I have offended you, I am very sorry. My companions have also paid accordingly. The price should be paid, and this matter should end here." He suddenly narrowed his eyes, as if in great pain, and then relaxed a little, "I am an official member of the empire, and I don't care about your previous behavior. , but if you continue to treat me like this, you are breaking the law!"
Du Lin tilted his head, and the young man poured another bucket of water on the man, and also took a bath towel to shake off the constant blowing air. The temperature in the west is not too low, but it is not much higher either. The average temperature is only over 10 degrees. Being stripped naked, poured with cold water and blown by the wind is not much more comfortable than being directly injured.
"Your name, why you are following me, who gave you the order."
"My name is Cook. I'm not here to keep an eye on you. My superiors told me that there is a group of horse bandits nearby and asked me to find out about them. This is all a misunderstanding."
With a splash, another bucket of water was poured in. The man who claimed to be Cook was shivering with cold, and a layer of goosebumps appeared on his skin. Even the color of his skin gradually turned white and turned a little blue.
Obviously, he lied, at least that's what Du Lin thought. Even if he guessed wrong, it didn't matter, right
"I told you, my real name is Cook, my superior asked me to come..."
After pouring a few buckets of water and blowing the towels, you could clearly hear the constant clashing of the teeth of Mr. Cook, who seemed to have nodded. The young man who was cheering for Mr. Cook put the bath towel on the table. On the side, he walked to Mr. Jack with a pile of firewood and hay, and spread these things under his feet.
Du Lin took out a cigarette and held it in his hand without lighting it. He said with a faint smile: "I heard that when the human body is exposed to low temperature for a long time, it will shut down the pain system. At this time, even if you use fire to Even if you are burned to death, you will not feel any pain. I have always thought this is a joke. How can a living person not feel pain? Now is a good opportunity, why not let you tell me when the flames lick you? "Do you feel any pain?"
Du Fu took out the lighter with a "ding" sound and lit it. Du Lin lowered his head to put the cigarette in his mouth, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly.
"Last chance, what is your name, what is the purpose of stalking, and who gave you the order!"
So talk tough
(End of chapter)