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After Arthur packed up the house, he took everyone to choose the room and waited for Dutch outside the door.

Dutch had said before that after finding the hiding place, he went to Saint Denis to find Mr. Angelo Bront, retrieve Jack, and then left here to go to a paradise.

Maybe it's Tahiti, or something else.

Dutch threw down Molly, and she said she wanted to say something to Dutch, but Dutch was in chaos now. He just wanted to find little Jack first and then find another place to hide.

"It's really unbelievable. I have so many things to do, and that woman actually said she wanted to talk about it?" Dutch said with some disgust.

"Is your relationship okay?" Arthur asked hesitantly. In fact, he didn't know whether he should say this, but Arthur thought that the relationship between Dutch and his wife should be maintained.

"What I have to worry about now is a more important thing, not Molly O'Shea!" Dutch felt happy as he gradually approached St. Denis.

"Let's go, boy, let's go and see St. Denis. It's a paradise that everyone is discussing, known as the eighth miracle of the civilized world." Darqi's face was full of pleasure.

"Looking from the map, you can get there along this road." Dutch was a little excited. He had heard of this place before, but he had no time to come here when he was in New Austin.

Arthur sighed: "It seems that there are still some people who are busy today."

"It's almost the same. Oh, Arthur, I did a pretty job just now. Everything went smoothly, right?" Daqi praised.

"There are still some minor problems that have not been solved, but the problem is not big."

"Where is John?" Dutch continued.

"You know, he took some blows," Arthur said, not knowing what he was thinking on his face.

Dudge knew what Arthur meant: "Don't worry. We will save the child at all costs!"

Dutch's words were firm and unlimitedly expanded Arthur's trust in him.

It has to be said that Dutch is indeed a talent for speeches, and his words have always been unusually incitement.

Not to mention those who are not well-educated, even those who are highly educated will be incited by Ducky's speech and become his followers.

"I need you to go around the city to find out what Bronte is whereabouts. If you don't show any traces, you can try it in public. Maybe you can start from the tavern. Anyone who can get us into a relationship with Bronte can do it." Dutch said, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Arthur nodded: "No problem. So, what about the detectives Pinkerton? Have you seen them?"

"No. I'm sure no one follows us." Dutch shook his head: "We were moving very quickly, and they didn't find any traces of us. We should be able to stay quietly for a while nearby."

"What then?" Arthur asked about Ducky's follow-up plan.

"We may be able to stay away from here, cross the ocean, and then leave everything here behind." Dutch also had a headache: "The chaos in the two major families, Pinkerton. I was a little confused when I saw the direction of things."

"Do you know? For a long time, I have believed that somewhere in the west, there must be a paradise waiting for us, but now, I'm a little unsure." Dutch confided his mood to Arthur for the first time. He really felt very confused now and didn't know how to leave.

"So, we are leaving this country now?" Arthur heard something from Dutch's words. He felt that it might be Dutch who finally wanted to stop, leaving this chaotic country, flying far away, abandoning everything, and taking everyone away from here.

Daqi nodded: "It's possible, but I'm still thinking."

However, then, Dutch continued, "But no matter what we want to do, we need a lot of money. No matter what we want to do, we will finish what we have in our hands first and find that poor child."

The two walked across the wooden bridge west of St. Denis and stopped at the periphery of St. Denis.

"Look at me, this is a real city, a city of the future." Duqi looked at the magnificent city in front of him and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Arthur's feeling was completely different from Ducky. What he saw was the smoke-filled sky in the distance, the air was filled with the smell of coal, and the water was filled with unknown pollution.

He didn't know what those were, but they were completely different from what he had seen in New Austin before.

"Big city? They..." Arthur didn't know how to describe his feelings.

"Always so disgusting?" Dudge accurately said what Arthur felt like not knowing how to describe it.

Arthur nodded: "That's right."

"I'll go to the tavern to meet you and see what you can find before." Dutch went to the tavern from the other side, and he asked Arthur to look for clues from the other side.

"Okay." Arthur rode his horse and went to the tavern from the other side.

Although Wang Xuance told Arthur his address before, unfortunately, although Arthur remembered it, he did not think that those who could get along with him and others could provide him with any great help.

At most, it may be multiple people searching with you.

It is mainly because Wang Xuance never told Arthur and the others about his identity. Among Arthur and the others' ideas, Wang Xuance was at most a rich explorer.

But they did not realize that in the United States, having money means having power.

Of course, there are gangs like them.

Arthur rode his horse and walked carefully on the streets of St. Denis. All this made him very uncomfortable. This discomfort was much worse than when he was in Rhodes before.

Everything here is incompatible with him. His inner repulsion of this environment, whether it is people or buildings, makes him feel that he shouldn't have come here.

After finding someone to find out where the tavern was, Arthur walked straight towards the tavern, feeling that if the largest tavern in St. Denis could not find the person he was looking for, he had no other place to look for.

He rode his horse to the horse tethered the horse in front of the tavern.

Even the horse-tie piles here are made of iron, which shocked Arthur.

Just as he was about to push open the tall door in front of him, he even put his hands on him, he felt a gun being pushed on his head.

From the shape of the muzzle, this should be a revolver.

"Rise your hands, cowboy." A low voice rang in his ears. Arthur had no choice but to hold his hands high, with his back to the person, and then wait for an opportunity to see if he could find an opportunity to subdue the future.

He believed that no one would be crazy and shoot in such a prosperous place.

After he raised his hand, he could feel that the other party slowly lowered the gun, and the feeling of being pinched to his neck had slowly disappeared.

At this moment, he heard a hearty laughter sounding from behind. He was very familiar with this voice, and it was Daqi.

"Ha, you're so humorous, Daqi?" He breathed a sigh of relief, and he was still unforgivable.

Dutch laughed: "I feel so too."

"Okay, we're here, a strange place full of Catholics and rapists. The sin city of America, St. Denis." Ducky took Arthur's shoulder and signaled him to look at the surrounding cities.

"The city is almost the same in my eyes, so, how is your progress?" Arthur did not comment, but did not refute Ducky's words, because he was not sure what the security situation was here.

Hearing Arthur's words, Dutch's voice became smaller: "I asked about Bronte everywhere. Judging from the information I found, we should be able to find more clues here. But unfortunately, so far, I have not had that good luck."

Although Dutch's words were a little confused, simply put, he had not found any news about Bronte, but he could find it in the tavern.

"Okay, it seems you didn't find any clues, so I'll try it." Arthur has always been straightforward.

Dutch was also used to Arthur's behavior and language, so he didn't care: "Yes, go, be careful and keep calm."

"No problem." Arthur nodded.

"Very good, we'll meet there later." Dutch pointed to the park opposite the Bastille Tavern, where there were chairs for pedestrians to use.

After Arthur determined the location where Dudge said, he pushed open the door and entered a place he was familiar with but now seemed very strange.

As he pushed open the door, the guests in the tavern looked out the door as if they were looking at Arthur.

If it were an ordinary person, he might be frightened by their eyes and left quickly, but Arthur was not an ordinary person. He ignored all his eyes and walked to the front of the bar.

The bartender in the tavern is a black man. He is chatting with some guests, but it is just chatting.

After Arthur shouted impatiently, the bartender turned around and poured wine for Arthur.

"What are you going to do? You look more suitable for drinking whiskey?" Although the bartender was disturbed by Arthur just now, he still knew his identity. He was just a bartender, not the owner of the tavern, and was not qualified to dislike the guests.

"No problem." Arthur didn't mind what he was drinking, his purpose was to find out the news.

But the price the bartender said shocked Arthur: "One dollar, thank you."

"A cup of whiskey is so expensive?" Arthur asked in confusion.

The bartender smiled proudly: "Of course, this is a good wine imported from Scotland."

Arthur had no choice but to take out two dollars: "Okay, give yourself a cup."
Chapter completed!