A lot of things happened that day. John returned to the hotel and found that everyone had already fallen asleep with the door closed. He put Baglow's snake oil aside and fell asleep as soon as he lay down.
The next day, the sun filled the soft bed through the window. John opened his eyes drowsily and saw Mr. Fowler leaning against the window grille and looking at the scenery outside.
"Mr. Baglow is such a good man. He gave me some medicine and told me how to improve the dead eye." John said while looking at the morning light coming in from the window. What happened yesterday is still fresh in his memory.
"Dead Eyes? So you're not sick?" Mr. Fowler turned around.
"At least that's what Sevo Baglow said. How do you know him? Doctor Baglow lives in the wild. You shouldn't be able to meet him, let alone get acquainted with him."
"This kid used to be a criminal. When I met him, he begged me to help him unshackle his feet and promised to treat me as a benefactor. I agreed, and after chatting with him, I found out that he was originally a doctor in Saint-Denis. , was thrown into prison because he was falsely accused of having executed someone."
"You should really see him. He lives alone in the wild, leading a lonely but free life." John got dressed and got out of bed. He knew that when he was wanted, he couldn't stay in bed all day, and he would lose his life because of laziness.
"Go and see him? Do two fugitives cherish each other together? You should take a look at this." Mr. Fowler handed over a piece of kraft paper full of words.
This was a wanted poster with a bounty on it, and it was obviously aimed at John and his gang. If John remembered correctly, the bounty on each head was dozens of dollars higher than what it was in St. Denis.
Mr. Fowler turned sideways and looked out the window: "They have chased them to Strawberry Town. They may be in the town now, but we don't know when these detectives will take action."
"We have to leave this town. We must first ensure the safety of the gang members. We must clear the obstacles that block us." John put the pistol on his waist and wore a deerskin vest. This was his favorite fighting set. Outfit.
"Yesterday I found some bounty hunters stalking near the hotel. Just in case I moved others, calling you out to find Sevo Baglow also allows you to attract their attention and create the illusion that the gang is still in the hotel. ." Fowler pulled out the pistol from his holster, "But we are indeed still here."
John leaned forward and looked outside. There were indeed people in the crowd on the street staring at the window. "We have to find a way to escape."
"follow me!"
In addition to the main entrance, the back hall of the hotel, also known as the bathhouse, also has a door leading to the street. It is relatively hidden and has many customers and technicians coming and going. John and Fowler can reach the street safely from here.
After arriving on the street, Mr. Fowler lowered the brim of his hat and warned John not to let down his guard. "The hotel can hold them back for a while. When they find that the room is empty, they will search the streets again."
John nodded slightly, took out the revolver from his waist pocket and inserted it into the secondary holster. If he encountered danger, he could quickly draw out the pistol to fight, and with the ability of his Death Eye, he could deal with small groups. enemies should not be a problem.
People were coming in and out of the hotel, and John thought there might be some Pinkerton plainclothes detectives among them. It just took time to recognize him and Mr. Fowler, but that didn't mean he could take it lightly. If something unusual happened, Detective Pinkerton would It will block the whole street.
In fact, Detective Pinkerton has already secretly blocked the streets of Strawberry Town and placed many eyes on the road. What John and others didn't know was that Owen Smith, who was thousands of miles away, planned to arrest or annihilate John and others in Strawberry Town. For this reason, he would not hesitate to commit another massacre to Strawberry Town.
How could Owen Smith, the leader of Pinkerton detectives in several nearby states and a small leader who was still surviving in the leadership of Pinkerton Detective Agency, not know that John, who once wanted to die, was still alive and well in the world? He also knows that the hatred for killing his father is irreconcilable, so he must use the remaining power in his hands as soon as possible to make the bounty hunters in the southwest flock to this troublesome guy.
On the other hand, John had already thought that Owen, his old enemy, was gradually becoming aware of his existence and grasping his location. Strange things happened one after another from Brennand's Fortress, which meant that Detective Pinkerton was stepping up his pursuit of him.
Detective Pinkerton didn't want the fat in his mouth to go to waste again, and John must have known it, "We have to hurry up, they may be going to kill him this time."
"Don't worry, John. If we leave the town in a panic, we will definitely be questioned by the pickets. At this time, we should remain calm and wait until later when Pinkerton's security is relaxed."
"Do you mean we still have to stay in the town? But there is no place for us to hide here." It is the morning market time in Strawberry Town. There are so many people on the street that it is not convenient for the detectives to search. After a while, people There was nowhere to hide in the streets now that they were all back home, and what Mr. Fowler said was beyond John's comprehension.
"Stay a little longer. I know a perfectly safe place - the police station."
"If you go to the police station, wouldn't you be throwing yourself into a trap?" John said in surprise.
Mr. Fowler put down his tense expression and showed a relaxing smile, "You have forgotten that Sheriff Farley does not welcome bounty hunters. He wants everything that happens in the town to be handled by him, and Detective Pinkerton does not do so without permission." The action will definitely irritate him. And we can use this to our advantage to stay at the police station for a while."
"Well, that's indeed a good idea."
As Mr. Fowler expected, Sheriff Farley received them warmly. Judging from the register, Detective Pinkerton did not visit the local police station. Mr. Fowler talked to Sheriff Farley as usual, showing no signs of panic. John just kept watching at the small window, praying that time would pass quickly.
Once, an uninvited guest suddenly broke in. Without saying anything, he looked at the three people who were chatting happily. John and Fowler had their backs to the door so that he wouldn't feel unusual. Sheriff Farley thought they were bounty hunters and roughly kicked him out for disturbing the conversation between the police officers.
What followed was a peaceful afternoon, with no more Pinkerton detectives to disturb them. When the night was completely dark, John and Mr. Fowler decided to leave. Before leaving, Mr. Fowler told Sheriff Farley that they would leave. In Strawberry Town, this heroic man had a trace of reluctance on his face.
The bright moonlight was shrouded by a group of floating dark clouds. For a rare occasion, the townspeople extinguished the lights in their homes, leaving the small town in the mountains in darkness. Although it was not so dark that you could not see your fingers, it was still enough for two people to sneak around at night. .
"John, we have made another friend," Mr. Fowler said softly in the darkness.
