In the afternoon, in front of the Valentine Hotel.

Brandy and Django worked together to move a heavy box onto Schulz's carriage, which was decorated with a huge molar tooth on the roof.

"What's in here? Why is it so heavy?" Brandy moved her shoulders, which were a little sore from the weight, and raised her head to ask Schultz, who was sitting in the driver's seat of the carriage.

"That box," Schultz thought for a while and said, "it contains things that I used when I was a doctor. All kinds of things that others may seem useless to me, but are very useful in my old profession.

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"Did you stuff the entire operating room into this box? Besides, the dentist doesn't need so many medical equipment at all, right?" Brandi asked angrily. He was very tired just moving that box.

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Schultz smiled and said: "Compared with bounty hunters and bounty hunter equipment, a good doctor and the medical equipment that suits him are more important to bounty hunters who are traveling around all year round and often have gun battles with dangerous criminals face to face.

It is more valuable."

"Furthermore, although I am a dentist by profession, and I am indeed more experienced in treating dental diseases, in fact, when I was studying medicine in Germany, what I was best at was surgery, especially the treatment of gunshot wounds. The reason why I chose

I started my career as a dentist mainly because I didn’t want to be drafted into the army, and because it was more profitable to open a dental clinic than to be a doctor in a big hospital.”

Brandy nodded thoughtfully: "That's it."

"You should be lucky that you're not carrying the luggage of a lady from Berlin or New York, Brandy," Schultz joked. "Otherwise, just helping her carry her clothes would be too much.

You are complaining endlessly."

"Haha, that's true." Brandy smiled and nodded in agreement.

Although Schulz brought a lot of things that seemed to have nothing to do with long-distance travel, a man's luggage was relatively simple after all. Therefore, from the time Brandi started helping Django and Schulz pack their luggage to the completion of this

The work only took more than ten minutes.

It is worth noting that Django did not have any luggage. His belongings seemed to be a Winchester repeating rifle, a pair of revolvers, and the clothes packed with Schulz, and that was it.

"Okay, it's finally packed." Brandy put the last box on the carriage, straightened up, and twisted her stiff neck and said.

"Thank you for coming to see us off, Brandi." Schultz said with a smile.

"Where are you going on this trip?" Brandy asked.

"West Elizabeth," Schultz said, "I received news that Camp Riggs near Strawberry Town seems to be hiding an interstate murderer that we have been chasing for a long time. Now it is time to close the net."

"In addition, we have to go to Blackwater Town," Schultz said, giving Django a meaningful look, "We still have important things to verify over there."

Brandi nodded and said: "I heard that because of the big case committed by Van der Linde's people, Blackwater Town is now full of Pinkerton detectives. The police are like headless flies scurrying around and buzzing.

It's buzzing. What's going on? Is the government over there still sending requests for support to bounty hunters?"

"That's not true. After all, the responsibilities of bounty hunters in the judicial system are different from those of the police in a city. Moreover, a wise bounty hunter will not touch the case that Detective Pinkerton took over, even if the bounty is really

"It's very tempting," Schultz shook his head and said, "To be precise, we went to Blackwater Town for some private matters."

Jiang Ge, who had been riding silently on the horse, said: "Rather than trying to find out where we are going, you should try to become stronger. Boy, don't forget who saved your life last time."

"I can handle it without you that time, big guy," Brandy said bluntly, then smiled, "But thank you for your advice."

Django also grinned. He gently clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and the horse took a step forward. He did not look back, but waved his hand and said in Spanish in a very western way: "Goodbye, friend (adiós, amigo).

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Schulz's carriage also started to move slowly, and the huge molars on the roof swayed with the frequency of the carriage's shaking.

"Goodbye, friend (auf wiedersehen, mein freund)," Schulz said goodbye in German, "I hope there will be a day when we can meet again."

Brandy ran a few steps behind the carriage and shouted: "Goodbye, friend!"

"I believe we will meet again." Brandi thought to herself.

Watching the somewhat funny carriage and the figure on the light maroon tall horse crossing the railway that separated civilized society from the vast grassland, Brandi sighed softly and prepared to go to the post office first to see if there was any mail.

Write a letter to yourself, then walk around the town and spend the day aimlessly.

At this time, a man with a beard whose original shape was unclear and holding an envelope in his hand ran towards Brandy. From the shining police badge on the chest of his suit vest, you could tell that he was Watts.

Lundin Sheriff Curtis Malloy's police force.

"Mr. Munny," the police officer stood in front of Brandy, handed him the envelope, and said, "This letter contains what you have been waiting for. Chief Malloy asked me to deliver it to you.

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Brandy took the envelope. The seal on the envelope was printed with a circular logo with a bald eagle as the main body. After opening it, a letter using expensive paper and a blue hard card fell out.

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Brandy briefly read the contents of the letter, then put the letter back into the envelope and put the blue metal card into the pocket of her coat.

He smiled at the police officer who was delivering the message to him, gave an informal American military salute, and said, "Thank you for your trouble, officer."

The policeman looked at Brandi with a strange look and said, "I'm at your service at any time, Mr. Munny, but what did you do just now...what do you mean?"

Brandi casually said: "Ah, this, the police in big cities salute like this now."

"Oh, that's it." The policeman looked like he suddenly understood.

Brandy nodded and said, "Go ahead and get on with your business. The lives and property of the people in the town still need to be protected by you."

The policeman nodded, returned an American military salute even worse than Brandy's, turned around and trotted away. Obviously, he would turn around and share this new fashion with his other colleagues to show off, after all, it was

One of human nature.

After the policeman left, Brandi once again took out the metal card that represented his identity and level as a bounty hunter and carefully admired it.

To be fair, from the perspective of the 21st century, the craftsmanship of this card is quite simple. The front of the card is engraved with Brandy's bounty hunter nickname "Angel Eyes" and the year he became a bounty hunter "1899". The back of the card is engraved with

It is a bounty hunter emblem of the state of New Hanover, a five-pointed star embedded in a circle with a bald eagle spreading its wings. Other than that, there are no more carvings.

As for why it is a blue steel card that represents the "veteran" level, it is actually easy to explain.

A total of three people have been put on Valentine's notoriety bounty, namely Obadiah Fitch, Bethany Delamere, who has been captured by Brandi, and Ai, who has never appeared since the beginning.

Lun, only after arresting all three people and then applying can it be possible to obtain a higher level of certification.

After Brandi captured Obadiah Fitch, he couldn't wait to apply for bounty hunter status. Therefore, according to the regulations, he could only be issued a "veteran" level identity certificate at the most, so he had to do it for him.

Sheriff Malloy, who was responsible for the relevant procedures, wrote a separate certificate, which allowed this bounty hunter license, which was not in compliance with the rules and regulations, to be successfully issued.

The reason why he was anxious to get the certificate was because he actually didn't have enough time. After the gang came out of the snow-capped mountains, he would probably have to wander around with the gang. By then, he would have no time to go back.

Worry about this matter.

Brandy felt that instead of waiting longer to get a relatively more illusory high-level certificate, it would be better to eat the meat that was already delivered to her mouth, so she made this decision.

"No matter what, now I have a serious positive identity. This is much more reliable than the police badge randomly issued by the small town sheriff."

Brandi put this document, which was very important to him, into his pocket and was about to go to Smithfield Tavern for a drink and a small celebration. At this time, the commotion coming from the grocery store opposite the hotel attracted people.

his attention.

With an attitude of finding out, Brandi opened the door of the grocery store.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard the grocer saying to a fat and slovenly old man in an angry and helpless manner: "Brother, you have drank a bottle of my rum and a bottle of whiskey for nothing. It doesn't matter, but you buy

We have a cartload of goods, and we actually have to pay on credit in the end? You are not sent by our competitor to find trouble, are you?"

The half-drunk old man laughed and said: "Brother, don't be so stingy. It's not that I don't pay, but I really don't have any money today, but my boys will make a lot of money soon, and I'll pay you back then."

Will it cost you less?"

The grocery store owner didn't listen to his deception. He picked up a feather duster to drive the old man away and said, "Don't do this. I don't know how many people come to my credit account every day. This is the first time I've seen you do this."

You old man with a bad face, I'm warning you, unload my things from the car and get out of here."

Naturally, the old man would not give up just like that. While dodging the blows of the feather duster, he gave full play to his shamelessness and said: "Hey, brother, it's small, the situation is small. Think about it, I will buy you like this once."

There are many goods, and I am very sure that our business will be a long-term cooperation, and your benefits will definitely be indispensable when the time comes. Hey, brother, don’t fight, don’t fight..."

The two men, who were almost seventy or eighty years old in total, were fighting like two children. Brandy, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't stand it anymore, so he stepped forward to intervene in the farce. He separated the two.

A man who was about to fight with each other said: "Okay, everyone, calm down, what on earth happened here?"

"Mr. Munny, you are here just in time. Quickly take this old guy who is not paying for the goods and is messing around and send him to Sheriff Malloy." The grocery store owner gasped and pointed the end of his feather duster at the sloppy old man.

Give pointers.

"Hey! Why are you arresting me? I just paid on credit. I haven't heard of any law that says it is illegal to pay on credit." The sloppy old man argued loudly.

"Okay, okay, you two should be quiet for a while. If the police are really called, neither of you will be able to live in peace," Brandi said, turning to look at the sloppy old man, but this look made him

He was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately shouted with some joy, "Uncle? Why are you here!"

"Huh? Do I know you, young man?" The uncle looked at Brandi with some confusion and said.

"Brandy, do you remember?" Brandy took off the hat on her head and said with a smile.

"Brandy?" The uncle took two steps back suspiciously, and looked Brandy up and down carefully before he recognized him. The uncle said in surprise, "Good boy, it's really you.

Ah, I remember you were just like a savage at that time, but I didn’t expect you to be so handsome and handsome now? Not bad, you have 80% of my style back then.”

At this time, it was the grocery store owner's turn to be confused. He asked hesitantly: "Mr. Munny, this old man... ah no, this old man, are you an old acquaintance?"

"Ah, yes, speaking of it, he is my elder," Brandy turned around and said apologetically to the grocery store owner, "I'm sorry, boss, I'm used to being disrespectful to my elders, but

Although he likes to borrow money from others, he always has a way to pay it back. Moreover, his family has just crossed the snow-capped mountains and arrived here, and their wallets must be as empty as their bellies. In this way, I will advance the payment for him no matter how many things he took from you today.
To be continued...