48 Hours a Day

In this era, Chinese braids, thin bodies, and the Indians themselves are yellow, it's not surprising that Mr. Bailiff would admit Zhang Heng was wrong at night.

But when he gets off the horse and walks closer, it's easy to tell the difference.

It also relieved the bailiff that, given the discomfort between the colonists and the Indians, he did not wish to hit an Indian gunpoint on this deserted Gobi.

To keep each other completely at ease, the bailiff then removed the other holster from his waist and hung it on his horse's back.

Since the other party showed courtesy, that Heng also pitched the Peach newspaper Lee to retrieve the revolver in his hand.

“Well, I didn't expect to meet a Chinese man in this desolate place.” Marshal reached out one hand, "my name is Morton. ”

Zhang Heng and the bailiff shook hands, "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 did not hide his destination.

“Good place, I just went there a month ago, and although there is no suitable land to grow tobacco or anything, there are a lot of pastures to graze, and the black beer in the bars in town tastes good, and you won't want to miss it.” Morton finished looking at the corn paste in the eye pan.

“Go ahead.” Zhang Hengdao, he has decided to take a detour and go to another town to supply it, and he doesn't care about this half bowl of corn porridge.

“Thank you, then I'm welcome.” Morton took out an iron box from the bag hanging next to the saddle, presumably his lunch box, scooped two spoons of corn paste in it, and didn't feel hot. After three strokes of five to two, he drank it and then licked his lips.

Probably felt like eating Zhang Heng's food, something should be done in return, the bailiff then said.

“With all due respect, Mr. Zhang Heng, it is not wise for you to choose to cross this Gobi alone to Lincoln County. ”

“Why do you say that? ”

“This place is not peaceful. Murder and carjacking often occur. I am investigating a group of people who have been chasing after them for more than 20 days. They are under the guise of furry traders, but in private they are likely to be doing unseen business. A robbery occurred at a bank in Liang Silver Town not long ago. A group of masked people killed the manager of the bank and a poor woman who went to the bank to save money. She robbed 40 kilograms of gold and was chased up by the local sheriff during the evacuation. After a heavy war, the sheriff was shot and killed, and some of the masked people were injured, but it should only be minor. ”

The bailiff paused, “Someone saw the furry merchants around town before the incident, and they were very suspicious. Speaking of, where did you come from, did you see anyone suspicious along the way? ”

Zhang Heng did not expect to have such a story behind the people he killed in the bar. The description of Mr. Law Enforcement Officer coincided with the people he had met in the bar before. Zhang Heng guessed at the time that the identities of those people might not be very clean. After all, no matter what, he did not hear that the fur traders were based in an unmanned town, and those guys did not want to be nice.

However, he was busy entering the main line of work, did not want to meddle, and when he got the information he wanted, he settled the last person neatly.

Zhang Heng did not expect this good habit to rub his shoulders with 40 kilos of gold, he then searched the tavern and did not find the existence of gold, considering that at the last minute before Richie's death, he thought Zhang Heng had accepted his offer of reconciliation, even giving away the gold in exchange for his own life.

“No, I haven't seen anyone along the way who fits your description, Mr. Law Enforcement Officer.” Zhang Hengfangdao, “but I'll keep an eye on it later. I'll let you know if I meet you. ”

Zhang Heng would never admit that he had met those people. Without first saying that the other party was just a suspect without being convicted, he was killed by his brain. The most important thing is about the whereabouts of 40 kilograms of gold. Even if he honestly did not see the shadow of that gold, he would not really believe him.

Besides, he was just a Chinese man, and Zhang Heng wisely pulled himself out of the matter.

He even considered whether to kill the bailiff in front of him together. After all, the place where the two people met was not far from that deserted town. Zhang Heng walked for two days, but the bailiff's equestrian technique is estimated to arrive in one day, and there are not many people in this Gobi, and the other party may still suspect him.

Ultimately, however, he abandoned this idea. The bailiff may be tracking Richie and others alone, but when he finds someone, he can't kill them alone. There should be companions and helpers. Zhang Heng doesn't know how far away his companions and helpers are from here, and if he will meet them, he can't kill everyone he meets.

Morton stared at the Chinese man in front of him, and he couldn't see anything unusual from there. No, it should be said that the man in front of him and all the Chinese he had met before him were quite different. He walked alone in Gobi, didn't look frightened after coming to a strange environment, even dared to draw a gun on himself. At the same time, he seemed to understand the legal environment in the west, a fluent standard of English, as if he had been in Europe for a long time, and even had some London accents. He was sitting there, and most of the time he appeared quiet, but nobody dared to ignore him because of the quiet.

Mysterious Oriental. Morton thought, laughed, “Whether this thing turns out or not, I'm going to go back to Lincoln County for a while. What news do you have that you can tell the sheriff there directly, let him bring me a message, remember, those people are dangerous, and if you do meet them, you better take a detour. ”

“Thank you for your reminder, Mr. Law Enforcement Officer, and I wish you every success in your mission.” Zhang Heng nodded his thanks.

Muang Gobi rarely encountered the same kind, the two took a night off together, during which Zhang Heng also asked the bailiff for some horseback riding tips, Morton was surprised, because he saw Zhang Heng's beautiful shooting technique, and even surpassed most cowboys, but he didn't think Zhang Heng was riding like a newbie who didn't know anything, even some very basic things he seemed to know for the first time.

This kind of guy also dares to ride alone to Lincoln County 400 miles away, Morton really doesn't know whether to brag or die.