Chief Malloy arranged a hotel for John. Perhaps his original intention was not to let him go to the police, but after tossing and turning all night, John always felt that there was nothing he could do to repay Chief Malloy, so he went to the police under the dusk light. Let's see if there's anything we can do.
"Well... look at this, maybe this is the person we are looking for." Sheriff Malloy sat on a wooden chair, spinning his pencil and looking at John who came in.
"Do you want to be a bounty hunter? John." It seems that Mr. Fowler is here too.
"Maybe, I thought the police would be in a mess," John said.
"That's true, it just depends on the situation," Mr Fowler said.
"I can understand how boring it is to be stuck in a state. I guess you are not here to kill time or explore the judicial details of this county. Anyway, you can rest assured during this time, young man." Malloy The Sheriff put down his pen and stood up.
"Okay," John replied.
"Try to smell it. This is the capital of the state of New Hanover, a cattle town that attracts countless gangsters and villains. I am not a person who jumps to conclusions, but I have to admit that in the eyes of outsiders, you are them. One of them." Sheriff Malloy walked towards the window. Night was gradually falling outside the window, and the street lights were flickering with oil lamps. "But I've been around long enough to know that you can't hire a town saint to help you catch criminals. You're a good talent, John. If you want to do something, there will always be a response no matter where you are. That's the way the world is. .”
"So, who is that guy, I mean the guy who couldn't wait to respond to me."
Mr. Fowler came over and said, "Why don't you go take a look at the poster posted on the wall over there. He is a black-hearted drug dealer who has been selling his so-called magic oil to poison the people. He haunts here and the Annesburg area. He The poisonous father, Benedict Albright, was also a pharmacist. He killed more people than Landon Ricketts without using a bullet, so his son inherited his father's business, and the boy started selling counterfeit medicines. Gain some morbid satisfaction.”
"Brother Fowler and I were talking about him, and you walked in. This man must be captured alive. If I lead a large team of police officers to arrest him, the guy will definitely fight with us and put the gun to his own Jaw, so you are the best candidate at the moment, approach him quietly and tie him up tightly."
"I'll see what I can do." John tore off the poster on the wall and put it in his pocket. The reward order stated that the criminal Horrell Albright had recently been active in the area north of Valentine. If John's guess is correct, it's a mountainous area and it's easy to hide.
John jumped on the Black Pearl and rode north of Valentine.
"We have to capture him alive...remember!" Sheriff Malloy warned from behind.
John took a lantern and turned a few corners along the road before riding into a trail. This trail merged with another trail not far away, and then led to a section of cliff road, during which the sound of trickling water could be heard, indicating that this place It's not far from the stream. Linya Road is about ten feet wide, with a sloping mountain above it. There is a bonfire on the road, and a man is sitting next to him, leaning against the stone wall and hugging his knees.
"Are you Horrell Albright?" John jumped off his horse and took a step forward.
The man stood up suddenly and pushed up his glasses. John's appearance frightened him a little.
"Sir, I am not."
John thought for a moment and said, "You look a bit like him, and I was told he would be here."
"No...not me, sir." There was tension in his words.
"I'm looking for him because... I want to buy some medicine. Also, I heard it's very effective. I will pay for it. I have gold, if you can help me find him. Because, my father's illness... he This summer is about to end."
"Well, if that's the case...if it's for a sick person, I'd be happy to help."
Holler took a few steps forward and handed John a small bottle of medicine, and said: "You have to know that I am a healer, in layman's terms, a medical staff, and I have the best medicine in the state - God Damn it, even though many people call me a dead Indonesian..."
Before he could finish speaking, John threw the medicine off the cliff and drew his pistol.
"Game over, sir, put your hands up, I'm going to arrest you," John said.
"Arrest me?" Holler said, pretending to be confused.
"Obviously the kind of medicine you sell can poison people, and there is a reward for your capture... I don't know the details, but it has nothing to do with me."
"Come on, man, that's bullshit! I'm a pharmacist, I'm psychic, I can communicate with the gods, I'm a scientist. You don't need a reason to get angry." Holler He paused and said, "This... this is a misunderstanding."
"Hands up, man..." John pointed the gun at Holler's abdomen. "They just want to ask you a few questions, and if you do something rash, your intestines are going to come out of the bullet hole."
"I must say, this must be a misunderstanding." Holler took a step back, but he didn't expect that there was a pile of gravel there. His foot slipped, and he stumbled and fell back.
"Hold on!" John pulled Holrel's collar from above.
"I'm going to fall, damn it," Holler said desperately.
"Huh, don't think that way. They clearly told me that you can't die!"
"Then...I'm going to let you and your friends down!" Holler began to shake, and then used his hands with slender fingers to pinch John's arm that was holding the collar.
"Ah!" John couldn't bear the pain and simply let go.
"I'd rather take a gamble!" Holler fell down the mountain. Fortunately, he fell into the fast river.
"I really dislike you." John said as he got on the black pearl and ran towards the river.
"I really shouldn't have done this...Help me!" The bastard was floating downstream in the water, and he had already drank several sips of water.
It was already late at night, and John could only judge the direction by the water flow and intermittent calls for help. The terrain also fluctuates up and down, but fortunately there is a horse trail beside the river. The speed of Black Pearl can barely keep up with the speed of the flowing water.
The wailing sound gradually disappeared, and only the rushing sound of running water could be heard. He might have been swept away, John thought.
"He's still here! I have to hurry up." John saw the river turning sharply in front of him, and Holler's figure appeared on the river again. He was still struggling.
John changed his strategy. This time he did not chase after the river, but crossed the river to the other side. There was a whirlpool and the water became gentler here.
"Haha, you're here!" John saw Holler being sucked into the vortex.
Holler finally got up from the river: "I don't have the strength to fight with you anymore. You win, sir."
John yawned, tied up Holler and placed him on the black pearl. The guy lost his glasses while swimming and had to obey John's arrangement.
"I have to get my glasses back, my friend. I don't want to be hanged without being able to see the world clearly."
"You've seen enough."
"If you ask me, sir, you should arrest Loyland Albright - my fat brother, he is also a doctor. Loyland often pokes grass roots in the snowy mountains and forests and sells them in Armadillo Town. I At least they were powdered, to be honest, I bothered a lot more.”
"None of you are good."
John returned to Valentine along the same route, thinking that he had now gained status with Sheriff Malloy.
"Oh, my God...I didn't expect you to come back so soon." Sheriff Malloy said as he looked at John who walked in.
"Put him over there, John Coster, and you've done a great job this time." Mr. Fowler said with satisfaction.
Just as John was about to turn around and leave, Sheriff Malloy blocked his way, took out a fifty-dollar bill from his pocket and handed it to John.
"You have been a bounty hunter for a while, good boy. It's my turn to fulfill my promise. This is your bounty. Before the black market devalues the U.S. dollar, buy yourself some clothes and bars. There will be more opportunities like this in the future. There are so many."
