48 Hours a Day

A man like Furry Bear calls himself Ricky.

Zhang Heng got good news and bad news from Richie's mouth.

The good news is that he now finally knows where Lincoln County is on the mainline mission, and the bad news is that it's still a long way from where he is, going south all the way through this Gobi.

According to Richie, horseback riding takes two days at the earliest and is not very safe along the way.

As for trains...

“The train hasn't been here for some time. There was originally a copper mine in this place, and that's when this town was built, and the town was basically a family of miners and miners, but then the copper mine was mined out... I'm not sure, maybe a little bit more down there, but it's going to be 200 feet down and it's going to be hard to dig up, so as you can see, the people in this town moved out. ”

“Then why are you still here? ”

Zhang Heng poured himself another glass of whiskey.

“We're not from town… we do a little business nearby.” Richie's eyes flashed.

“What business? ”

“Fur business, but this year, fur business is no longer good, even beaver skin is not as valuable as before, and those little things are getting harder to find.” Richie complained.

“So this place is your stronghold? ”

“Yes, we took over the place after the miners moved, no, it was actually just this bar. ”

“How many of you are there? ”

“Seven people, you've seen, uh, I'm the only one left now...” Richie's eyes were filled with pleading, “I'm sorry sir, I sincerely apologize for everything that happened before. I made up all the stories about my Chinese friends. I was drunk and full of nonsense...”

“Mm-hmm.” Zhang Heng couldn't resist the rumor and sipped whiskey again. “But why did I see eight horses in front of the bar? Don't tell me there was a bar owner. Given his condition, I don't think he could use a horse. ”

“Well... we were eight, not nine, but then we had a little trouble and lost two companions, but one of the horses was still there, please, sir, I've told you everything I know, I know you're an honest and honorable good man, and today's thing is on our own, but we've been given the punishment we deserve, for God's sake, and that's it, I... I still have $15 in my pocket to give you.” Richie begged.

Zhang Heng reportedly handed over half a glass of whisky in his hand.

Richie's eyes flashed with joy, hurriedly picked up the glass of wine that symbolized peace and drank it all up his neck, but when his eyes fell back in front, he saw the mouth of the black hole.

Zhang Heng had picked up the leveraged rifle that leaned against his foot and said, “No, you have no idea who I am. By the way, your answer was full of lies. ”

Without Richie answering, he pulled the trigger.

After a gunshot, the glass fell to the ground and the bar finally calmed down completely.

Zhang Heng removed the [oath ring] from Richie's body and put it back in his backpack. Although it had only the quality of F, it was surprisingly useful. Especially during interrogation, the characteristic of "breach of oath can be perceived by the other party” allowed it to become a small portable polygraph.

Zhang Heng spent some time searching the small bar, found food and a few barrels of drinking water in the storage room, and made himself his first dinner after coming to this copy.

Then he sat outside the bar with a plate of bacon and potatoes and watched the sunset finish the meal. Given the distance from Lincoln County, Zhang Heng did not rush to the road, but decided to take another night's rest in this empty town. After eating, he thoroughly toured the neighborhood with a rifle.

Richie didn't lie about the town, but it's been abandoned for quite some time, and no one's come here except him and his associates.

There are also many similar towns in the west, mostly built on nearby resources, miners, ranchers, gold diggers, who come together with their families to produce while also needing to live and entertain, but with the depletion of resources, people have to move to new places to live, and the old towns have become desolate and even empty.

This is now a completely empty city.

Zhang Heng soon completed the patrol and found a clean place to sleep in the house across the street.

When he returned to the bar the next morning, the first thing was to change his clothes. His skin tone was already a little eye-catching, but more eye-catching was the fact that he was wearing them. Short-sleeved shorts, though cool, could not withstand the exposure of the sun. If he was going to travel long distances, he would need to update his gear.

cowhide boots, shirts, leather trousers, cowboy towels... all these things were contributed by Richie and his companion friendship, Zhang Heng found a guy close to his body and changed into each other's clothes, in addition to which he took two Colt revolvers and put them in a holster between his waist.

As for the more powerful leveraged rifle, considering that this trip to Lincoln County was not about settling there, Zhang Heng did not take it, and there were already two revolvers enough for him to defend himself.

Bullets, food and water, these are all necessary consumables. Zhang Heng also stuffed some in his backpack.

Besides, Richie's previous promise of $15 Zhang Heng also got it. Unfortunately, none of these guys are rich people. Eight people have contributed less than $50 in total, so that together they should be enough for him to live for a while.

Upon leaving, Zhang Heng opened another barrel of whisky, sprinkled it on the body and the floor, and painted a match.

Soon, everything that happens here will be swallowed up by the fire.

After doing all this, Zhang Heng walked out of the bar.

But his troubles are just beginning.

There is a lot of distance from here to Lincoln County, not only will it take a lot of time to walk there, but it is not expected to be too uncomfortable in the face of the sun. Given that the abandoned train here is obviously no longer to be expected, Zhang Heng has only one option left in this era.

He measured the eight horses tied up outside the bar. Last night he also brought some bundles of hay for dinner to the eight guys. By the way, he observed them. The darkest black horses looked strongest and liveliest, so they were excluded by Zhang Heng first. The other ones also looked very vigilant when he approached them. They kept grinding the ground with their hooves or shaking their heads. They didn't look like friendly collaborators.