"Master, are you sure you're going to let him go like this?" the housekeeper looked at Chen Jianqiu's leaving figure and asked.

"Otherwise? Can you stop him or can I stop him?" Astor said angrily.

"Then do you want me to contact the police station and arrest him? This man is not a good person." The housekeeper asked tentatively.

"Can you please stop causing trouble for me?" Astor's young master became angry, "He didn't do anything to me? What crime should he be charged with? Extortion? I agreed to that price. I look like

So someone who doesn’t keep his word?”

The butler's lips moved but he said nothing.

Of course, little Astor is not a good man. He still owes Chen Jianqiu a promise. If he offends this man now, unless he is killed, he will have to live in fear for the rest of his life.

Whether it kills you or not is another matter. Why go down this road? There is no need.

Chen Jianqiu left the Chamber of Commerce. He did not intend to return immediately. He was going to find a place to stay first because he might have to fish for two people tomorrow.

Santa Fe Catholic Church in the west of the city.

"Master, why do you think God is a white man?" Downey looked at half of the mural on the dome with fascination.

"Because Jesus was white," Hanif replied absently.

“But isn’t Jesus the Son of God?”

"Yes, my son is white, but could his father be of another race?" Hanif said angrily.

He was in a terrible mood now. Although he didn't know the specific time, it must have been past eight-thirty.

The housekeeper didn't come, and neither did Chen Jianqiu.

I was completely let go.

But no matter what the reason is, something must have gone wrong, and there is no point in continuing to stay here.

"Let's go, Donny." Hanif put the revolver back into the holster and waved Donny away.

Van Cleef, who was hiding behind the door, saw that the two were about to leave and couldn't help it:

"Hurry, follow these two people, maybe you can find the kidnapper."

The two bounty hunters led Van Cleef and seven or eight of his policemen through the streets of Santa Fe and were about to enter a hotel.

Did not come into contact with anyone else along the way.

This further strengthened Van Cleef's judgment: these two men themselves were kidnappers!

He gave an order to the policemen behind him: "Arrest! Don't let them enter the hotel."

"But, sir, on what charges should we arrest them?" the subordinate asked.

"Is it important? They are either kidnappers or accomplices of kidnappers! If not, the pocket watch was stolen!" Van Cleef showed his experience.

"But, if we catch him, what will happen if the real kidnapper gets the news and tears up the hostages?" His subordinates still had questions.

"How dare they?" the police chief's eyes widened angrily, "We just need to find and annihilate them before they tear up the vote. Isn't this very simple?"

The men did not dare to discuss it anymore, so they swarmed up and pushed Hanif and Downey down at the door of the hotel.

This is not the first time Hanif and Downey have been caught. The last time they were caught was in Denver.

Compared with Denver, the people in Santa Fe were wilder, and the two of them enjoyed Van Cleef's one-stop service.

As a result, Van Cleef didn't even ask a question until the early morning of the next day, because Hanif really didn't know anything.

The furious police sergeant hung the two men from the beam of the outermost cell with their hands behind their backs.

At noon of the next day, Astor broke into the police station with his lawyer and Chen Jianqiu, and they went to the director's office.

"That's what happened, it was a misunderstanding." Astor explained to the chubby director, "I will pay the bail for them."

The chubby director called Van Cleef in: "Now that the matter has been resolved, let those two people go."

Ten minutes later, Hanif's roar resounded throughout the police station, "Vancleef! You bastard! Just wait for me, I will sue you!"

"Peng!"

The door to the Santa Fe Police Station was kicked open, and Hanif was dragged out by Downey and Chen Jianqiu. His face was swollen and his lips were still bleeding.

"Bah!" Hanif struggled and turned his head and spat at the door of the police station.

There was a carriage parked at the door of the police station that Chen Jianqiu had hired a long time ago. He threw Hanif into the carriage and then lit a cigarette for himself.

He took out four hundred dollars from his pocket and handed it to him, and criticized Hanif by name: "This is the attendance fee and medical expenses for both of you this time. The plan is not rigorous enough, and the plan is not rigorous enough."

Hanif took the money.

Although the amount was a bit different from what he had imagined, he had just been fished out, and the plan he proposed did seem to have gone awry.

The boss is willing to share the money, which is really good.

"Boss, how did you get the ransom and how did you escape safely? Why was Astor willing to bring a lawyer here?" Hanif was confused.

"Yeah, I thought you would immediately break up the vote and fly away." Downey also said.

Chen Jianqiu looked at the two people in confusion: "Did you two really work as bounty hunters before? Why do you feel that being kidnappers is your nature?"

"I definitely have my own way, and I will not give up on team members, even non-staff members." Chen Jianqiu said to them with certainty.

Hanif almost burst into tears when he heard this. He was about to say something disgusting.

But Chen Jianqiu, who was still there just now, suddenly disappeared in the blink of an eye, and only half of the cigarette was thrown to the ground.

Chen Jianqiu left his position because he seemed to have seen a familiar figure flashing past behind the carriage.

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He walked along the narrow street.

It is daytime now. The street in front of the police station is the busiest street in Santa Fe. In addition to some white Europeans, most of the people passing by are typical Mexican faces, and there are also various Latin Americans.

People of descent.

The familiar figure didn't look so out of place among them, but Chen Jianqiu could distinguish it at a glance.

He didn't want to cause too much confusion, so he separated from the people in front of him one by one. He always controlled the figure in his field of vision, so as not to follow too close and be discovered, nor to be too far away and lose the target.

Suddenly, several carriages suddenly passed through a cross lane in front of him, separating him from the figure.

"Why are they in such a hurry?" A Mexican with a gray face next to Chen Jianqiu complained after eating the carriage.

"You'd better keep your voice down. This seems to be McCall's carriage. He's either making money or on his way to make money."

Chen Jianqiu didn't listen to a word of the subsequent discussion between these people, because in just a short period of time, the figure disappeared.

Chen Jianqiu had no choice but to go to a Mexican restaurant on the street and order a taco.

Just as he was biting his burrito and looking around to see if he could regain any trace of the figure, Astor's carriage stopped next to the restaurant.

The young master jumped out of the car:

"I have been looking for you all the way in a carriage."

"What's up?"

"Tonight is Halloween night. I have a dance here. Can you come to it?"

Chen Jianqiu was not interested and continued to eat the burrito.

Astor said in an almost pleading tone:
Chapter completed!