To be honest, when he came to the Van der Linde Gang, John felt a long-lost sense of belonging, not because of the reunion with his good brother Miller, but because of the general demeanor of the gang, the personal charm of the gang leader Dutch, and the wonderfulness of the gang. Yan's sense of unity is like a group of sheep being driven to the edge of a cliff by a wolf, and the sheep work together to break through the wolf's encirclement. These feelings are John's first impression of the Van der Linde Gang, and he will realize more in the future.
The air at Horseshoe Lookout is really fresh and clean compared to Annesburg. This pure land has no tall chimneys and even very few people. The environment and scenery here itself are very good. It is built on a mountain, with delicious grass and lush wood leaves. You can not only look into the distance, see the snow-capped mountains in the distance, but also have a panoramic view of the beautiful valleys and plains next to the mountains. Sometimes you are lucky. Fortunately, you can also see the rainbow. It can be said that the Horse Palm Lookout expresses the scenery of the western mountains to the extreme.
John got up from the blanket, ate something, and applied a plaster to his slightly sore nose. He saw Tarn waving to him with a spoon. Tarn got John's attention and pointed to the tree where he was standing. Next, enjoy the morning sun rising in the east of Daqi. Dutch was wearing a Radcliffe suit, a Rushwood red shirt underneath, and a Faircroft hat on his head that cast a round shadow in the sun. He looked like a peace officer. appearance.
"John Coster, I want to apologize again for yesterday's impulsiveness. The net we set has been ineffective for a long time, and I am very annoyed." Dutch turned his head and saw John, and said proactively.
"He who does not know is not guilty." John responded simply, and he found that he had become more tolerant than before and more able to allow misunderstandings to occur.
"So... you see, that gold brick, the one you picked up in the Bliss Pond, is a big sum for everyone, but we need more money. The gang is in its embryonic stage and is in urgent need of funds. Come develop, and besides, Detective Pinkerton has been pursuing us more and more recently. We need money to pay bounties and bribe officials, otherwise we will not survive at all. I hope you understand, John."
John nodded thoughtfully. Dutch is quite famous in this area. The Van der Linde gang he led has become very prosperous after several rises and falls and changes in members. He and his gang are Pinkertons. The detective is a thorn in his side. Following Dutch will definitely lead to a lot of losses, but there are also greater benefits.
"John, do you know anything about the inheritance of the three brothers?" Dutch stroked his collar.
"Uh...not more than you. But..." John thought of something again, "The strike in Annesburg may have something to do with this."
"I heard, isn't it just an ordinary workers' strike - the consequence of unlimited exploitation by capitalists? What does it have to do with the three brothers?"
"What you don't know is that there is gold in the mine walls," John said.
Dutch didn't say anything more, but clenched his chin and lowered his head in thought. John wondered if he had some bad idea again.
"I believe what you said is true. The gold in the ground, coupled with the collapse of the mine... we can speculate that the three brothers buried the gold and did not want others to find it. As a result, an accidental landslide accident exposed the gold to people again. ." Dutch said.
"Accidental? I prefer to believe that someone did it." John expressed his suspicion.
"If it was man-made, then who planned and realized this accident?... The federal government has clearly proposed a ban on explosives. First of all, it can be ruled out that the three brothers or individuals were responsible." Dutch took out a solid wood pipe and put it in it. He picked up some tobacco, lit it, and started smoking. "So the perpetrators are a group. I can't think of anyone else except the James family of Annesburg."
"How could it be? That's their own mine!" John really didn't understand the rationality of this speculation.
"John Coster, haha, you are still new to the world. Compared with a large piece of gold or a mine, which one is more valuable? James must have heard about burying gold from somewhere before he made this decision."
"That's nine lives lost!" John shouted.
"Life is the least valuable thing in their eyes. It's not an exaggeration to sacrifice family members for money, let alone mine workers." Daqi spread his hands and said.
"But they dare to hide such inhumane things."
"So, we have to make what they have done public, but there is a reward, and the reward is the gold in the cave." Dutch looked at the slowly rising smoke, the ever-changing green smoke at a certain point The height blends with the morning fog.
"What?" John didn't believe his ears.
"Ahaha, are you shocked? Young boy, some things in the world are not black and white. To survive, we must draw nourishment from the things around us. No matter how unbelievable it is, my former little brother can understand this truth better. He also My name is John, but my last name is Marston." Dutch laughed, "I have a plan! A really good plan! It will allow us to get this money, just like our names are written on gold: Dutch Vanderlinde, Fantasy Ira, Beth Streile, Ella Streile, Katherine... Miller Jedson, and you, John Coster, we'll finish this job You can get rid of Detective Pinkerton, and you can go off and do whatever you want, while I'm off to Papeete, Tahiti. John, you're new here, but I don't want to treat you like a stranger, I hear If your marksmanship is better than yours, you can stop the enemy for us outside the cave. I have a way to get explosives, and boom! You can come in and get the gold."
"Dutch, this is too risky!" John said.
Dutch gave John a disdainful look: "We all know that the risks are high and the benefits are high. I have been taking risks all my life and have never failed. My legend is written in the state newspaper and the reward order. My plan scares some people with capital." . As for those James, they just hired some unreliable mercenaries. Take courage, John, the opportunity to change your life is right in front of you."
This rhetoric is similar to when Miller persuaded John. He was worried that this operation would bring him the same experience-several brushes with death, but John needed the funds, and the high price brought by gold could be obtained in one go. After paying off all the bounties, the remaining money was enough to buy a strawberry manor in Reagan County that Ashley had already set her sights on, and then find a school for little Jason to attend. John's manor echoes Ashley's father's vineyard, and the whole family is engaged in crop trading. Whether this can all start depends on whether he takes the gold from the Annesburg mine wall.
"Okay, I'll join!" John said...
