"What do you mean by waiting for me for a long time?"

Song Hao and Aaron looked at each other, wondering what happened.

In their impression, they seemed to have never seen Arthur showing such a desperate and helpless expression.

It looks very strange.

"Arthur, sit down and rest first. If you have something to say, talk slowly. Don't be anxious."

Song Hao, who was tired, comforted him and took out whiskey from the cabinet. This is the basic etiquette for entertaining guests.

On the other hand, Aaron, who had been sleepy for a long time, guessed that they were going to say something ulterior, so he recognized the situation and went upstairs.

He expressed that he wanted to go back to the room to rest for a while: it’s not lunch time this time, so don’t wake up your sweet dream.

He is too tired, really too tired...

For a moment, with the crisp sound of the door closing, only Arthur and Song Hao were left in the living room of the villa. There was no possibility of anyone eavesdropping.

Besides, this is your own territory!

Song Hao, who handed the wine glass to Arthur again, slowly sat on the sofa:

"So what is it that makes you come to my place to drink and drown your sorrows at night?"

He thought it was Abigail who opened the door for Arthur in the middle of the night and poured him a glass of wine.

The atmosphere was so solemn that I was a little scared.

Arthur picked up the wine glass and looked at the bright yellow liquid inside, without holding back a word for a while.

Are you here to guess riddles with me?

Just when Song Hao was about to ask, he suddenly sighed: "Do you remember Micah and Dutch?"

The rhythm of the king's explosion at the beginning...

His expression was slightly stunned at first, and then Song Hao calmly took a sip of whiskey: "Of course I remember."

"I don't want to talk about Dutch's good or bad qualities. I don't have much impression of him, but his mustache is trimmed well."

"But I hate that guy named Micah. He has a dirty mouth. He should pray that I didn't shoot him in the ass last time at Horseshoe Lookout."

This is his truth.

If Arthur and John hadn't been present at that time, I didn't want to ruin my good impression, so I might as well have let him taste the bullet.

The straight eyes are like a wretched mouse...

After just a few seconds of silence, the scene from a few days ago emerged in Arthur's mind: "We were on the outskirts of the forest responsible for attracting the firepower of the Saint-Denis police."

"There's no way, Charles told me that Bill was shot through the thigh and couldn't walk very far."

"In the end, Dutch and Micah escaped together. I was supposed to die there, but you showed up and helped me, right?"

After listening to such a review of the past, Song Hao, who was somewhat confused, did not deny it:

"That's it, right?"

In his memory, the members of the Van der Linde Gang seemed to have fled into the virgin forest, and the outcome was unknown.

He doesn't want to care about other people's trivial matters, just take care of the Wildfire Gang.

Who would have thought that just when he was wondering if something unexpected happened to Dutch and Micah?

Arthur, who looked depressed, actually said a shocking sentence: "I just learned last night that... Dutch is missing!"

Missing?

The boss of the Van der Linde Gang?

He is missing!

Song Hao couldn't help but be distracted, wondering if he heard it wrong, but Arthur repeated it again.

"Daqi is indeed missing. I found no trace of him in the camp at Iron Lake. Every gang member said so."

Arthur's emotions suddenly lost control. He picked up the whiskey on the table and drank it all:

"They claim that Dutch is probably dead and was killed by you!"

In a daze, Song Hao, who was about to continue drinking, seemed to hear something wrong.

I coughed violently, and the alcohol burned my neck.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly: "Wait...who the hell killed him?"

Arthur's breathing was rapid and his cheeks were red. It seemed that alcohol was affecting his judgment:

"This is what Micah said. He said he had seen you and your little follower appeared in the field of vision."

"Without saying anything, you shot Dutch with one shot, and he escaped by chance just to come back and report the news."

The so-called little follower Micah refers to is Aaron.

At this second, a newbie who is snoring in the room may never dream of:

I took the blame out of nowhere?

Song Hao, who also had dog shit poured on his head, didn't want to be taken advantage of, so he hurriedly explained: "I was obviously with you at the time."

"Damn it, there's no way I could split myself off and sneak away to assassinate both of them, right?"

I am so idle that even if I make up a story, I won’t make it up like this...

Arthur, who naturally understood this truth, took a deep breath: "I know, man, I know everything."

"What that bastard Micah said is bullshit, but the trouble now is that everyone in the camp is willing to believe him."

"I am the only one willing to defend you."

Song Hao, who was simply furious, wondered if there was something wrong with the minds of those guys in Van der Linde's gang.

Everyone was stunned by Daqi’s Tahitian pancakes?

But calm down and think about it carefully:

Grandma, it seems like there have been conflicts between you and others recently, right?

On the one hand, it exposes Dutch's insidious face of hiding money, on the other hand, he intercepts the goods that others are targeting, not to mention taking in key members such as John.

Taken together, it seems that I really have a motive for committing this crime...

However, the next second, he shook his head and cursed angrily: "I have a bitch's motive for committing the crime, and I don't have the slightest idea about the two of them."

"Besides, the most suspicious person should be Micah. He is the witness to the whole process, isn't he?"

After hearing this, Arthur, who was still a little dizzy, couldn't help but realize something, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

That's right, after hearing the news in the camp that Dutch's whereabouts were unknown and that he was probably dead, his thoughts had been in a state of confusion.

In particular, his series of clarifications on behalf of Song Hao, under the leadership of Micah, aroused the dissatisfaction of the entire Van der Linde Gang.

"Arthur, you are actually shielding an outsider, an outsider who is trying to divide us!"

"What the hell are you thinking in your head!"

Therefore, in such a situation, he, like everyone else, has long lost the ability to make basic judgments.

At this time, the clock in the villa suddenly made a crisp sound, indicating six o'clock.

Seeing the other party's shocked expression, showing no signs of noticing, Song Hao couldn't help but rolled his eyes:

"Arthur, they don't know what happened. It's fine if they are kept in the dark, but why are you still being led around?"

He took out a piece of chewing tobacco and put it into his mouth to dispel his sleepiness: "Since you know it is a scam, guess who the final beneficiary is?"

"Damn it, it's damn Micah!"

After being reminded with kind words, Arthur finally came to his senses and his mind suddenly became enlightened.

This will explain it completely:

Why did Micah never shoot Detective Pinkerton in the back when there was a gun battle? It is commonly known as indiscriminate use of foreign guns.

Because he was probably the one who caused this damn detective!

God, his shooting skills are not bad, there is no way he is so bad as to make people sick.

"But why did he betray the gang like this and even frame Dutch and me?"

After saying that, Arthur's back felt cold:

If I follow Micah into the escape trail, will I encounter the same accident...

As the saying goes, stop when you get there.

So Song Hao slowly stood up and stretched: "Brother, I'm curious whether you are drunk or deliberately not facing this reality?"

He did not forget to lower his voice so as not to disturb the rest of others in the villa.

Under Arthur's surprised gaze, he could only tell his inner answer: "The money, it's all because of a damn whole box of money."

"Believe me, tens of thousands of dollars in banknotes can not only allow ordinary people to live a prosperous life, but can also make a sheep take off its disguise."

"Finally the face of the wolf behind is revealed!"

These few words were like a sharp knife stabbing into Arthur's chest.

Making it impossible to breathe...

In a sense, he may have already guessed this possibility, after all, he is not a fool.

However, as Song Hao described:
Chapter completed!