Chapter 601 The Mysterious Oriental

Chinese people in this era generally had braids on the back of their heads and were thin and incomparable with later generations. In addition, the Indians themselves were considered yellow. It was not too surprising that the bailiff misidentified Zhang Heng at night. matter.

But when he dismounted and walked closer, it was easy to tell the difference between the two.

This also made the bailiff relieved. Considering all the unhappiness between the colonists and the Indians, he did not want to hit the muzzle of an Indian in this desolate Gobi.

In order to completely reassure the other party, the bailiff then took off the other holster from his waist and hung it on the horse.

Since the other party showed courtesy, Zhang Heng reciprocated 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 did not hide his destination.

"Great place. I just went there a month ago. Although there is no suitable land to grow tobacco or anything, there are a lot of pastures for grazing. The dark beer in the bar in the town also tastes good. You won't want to miss it. ." Morton said and looked at the corn paste in the pot.

"Please." Zhang Heng said. Anyway, he had decided to take a detour and go to another town to replenish supplies on the way. He didn't care about the half bowl of polenta anymore.

"Thank you, then I'm welcome." Morton took out an iron box from the bag hanging next to the saddle, which was probably his lunch box. He scooped two spoonfuls of corn paste into it. It was not too hot, and he kept it. The one who divided two finished the drink, and then licked his lips with unsatisfied content.

Probably thinking that he should do something in return for eating Zhang Heng's food, the bailiff then spoke again.

"With all due respect, Mr. Zhang Heng, it is not a wise choice for you to cross this Gobi desert to Lincoln County alone."

"Why do you say that?"

"This place is not peaceful. Murders and robberies often occur. I am investigating a group of people and have been chasing them for more than 20 days. They are pretending to be fur traders but they are probably doing this in private. Not long ago, a robbery occurred at a 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 deposit money. They robbed forty kilograms of gold and evacuated. At that time, he was chased by the local Sheriff and his men. After a fierce battle, the Sheriff was shot to death. Some of the masked men were also injured, but they were probably only minor injuries."

The bailiff paused, "Before the incident, someone saw the 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 did not expect that there was such a story behind the people he killed in the bar. The description of the law enforcement officer 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, I have never heard of fur traders setting up their base in an uninhabited town, and those guys don't seem to want to cause any harm.

However, he was busy entering the main mission and didn't want to meddle in other people's business. After getting the information he wanted, he killed the last person neatly.

Zhang Heng did not expect that this good habit would allow him to pass by forty kilograms of gold. He later searched the tavern and found no gold. Considering that Richie thought Zhang Heng was the last moment before his death, He had already accepted his reconciliation proposal, and he didn't even have time to reveal the whereabouts of the gold in exchange for his own life.

"No, I didn't see anyone matching your description along the way, Mr. Law Enforcement Officer." Zhang Heng said lightly, "But I will pay attention to it in the future and let you know immediately if I encounter him."

Zhang Heng would never admit that he had met that group of people under any circumstances. Not to mention that the other party was just a suspect and had not been convicted. He was killed by him. The most important thing was that it was about the whereabouts of 40 kilograms of gold. Even if he To be honest, I didn't see those golden shadows at all and I didn't really believe him.

What's more, he was only a Chinese, so Zhang Heng wisely distanced 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 far from the uninhabited town. Although Zhang Heng walked for two days, it was estimated that one day would be enough based on the bailiff's equestrian skills. He could get there, and there weren't many people in this desert, so the other party might still suspect him.

However, he finally gave up this idea. The bailiff might be tracking Rich and others alone, but after finding them, he couldn't kill them alone. There should be companions and helpers. Zhang Heng didn't know who his companions and helpers were. No matter how far away from here, he would encounter them. He couldn't possibly kill everyone he met.

Morton stared into the eyes of the Chinese man in front of him. He couldn't see anything unusual from 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, and there was nothing wrong with him. He looked timid after coming to a strange environment, and even dared to draw his gun against himself, a law enforcement officer. At the same time, he seemed to know the legal environment in the west very well, and spoke fluent and standard English. It was as if he had stayed in Europe for a long time, and even There is also some London accent. He just sits there and looks very quiet most of the time. However, no one dares to ignore him because of this quietness.

Mysterious Easterners. Morton thought to himself, smiled and said, "Whether this matter has any outcome 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 ask them to bring the message to me. Remember, those people are dangerous, and if you do encounter them, it’s best to avoid them.”

"Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Law Enforcement Officer, and I wish you success in your mission." Zhang Heng nodded in thanks.

It is rare to meet the same kind in the vast Gobi desert, so the two rested together for a night. During this 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 had surpassed most cowboys, but what he didn't expect was that Zhang Heng would act like a newcomer who didn't understand anything while riding a horse. He seemed to know even some very basic things for the first time.

Such a guy dared to ride alone to Lincoln County, four hundred miles away. Morton really didn't know whether to praise him for his courage or to risk his life.